Jane The Killer Novels & Stories

Jane sneaked out the syringe in her lab coat pocket and hid it in her bag that was kept on the desk in her office so that nobody would see it then she used the DC shower. Casandra suggested that Jane's cloth should be disposed off. Jane's result came out after five minutes and the result reads negative.The next day Jane visited Luis's house with two officers. Jane knocks on Luis's door but it was his wife Anabel that opened it "Where is Luis?" Jane asked, "He has not returned home since yesterday. What happened?" "Your fucking husband tried to get me killed." Jane shouted at Mrs Anabel. "How dare you come to my house to insult my husband!"

‘It’s a jungle. The inspector’s wife joined in the laughter, ‘Is that an invitation I am hearing, Navpreet?’ The sub-inspector opened his mouth to respond but was interrupted by Mrs Rashid. ‘So what’s with you two experts – you have a murder mystery on your hands – it is a very sad thing though ... Esha Arora ... very sweet girl ... you ask anyone ... Esha Arora was a very sweet girl they will say, very committed towards her work – genuinely cared for all the employees – but fate ... what can you do about it? I’d assume you two must have made significant progress in identifying the murderer ... sorry ... sorry ... I shouldn’t interfere. I am very sorry.’ She stopped to catch a breath.

“It’s not looking good for you, Miss Winters. Reid and Ryan’s alibis have been established. They were in the Alpha office from quarter to three until five am when Reid discovered her body. The cameras are sufficient proof of that, which only leaves you without an alibi.” “You haven’t established an alibi for everyone,” Jane muttered and shifted in her seat. “Are you saying that Joseph killed her?” “No.” Jane could only mumble her answer out. “That leaves you then.” “I didn’t kill her!” Jane’s earlier anger had returned full force and black spots danced in front of her eyes. “Are you okay?” Hands reached for her but she slapped them away. “I’m fine,” she whispered before crumbling to the floo

She told Rita and they all sat down as Rita and Vivian filled her with all the lies they have planned to tell, making Katherine turn to the bad person. After Rita and Vivian left the mansion, Jane took out her phone and dialed James number, the call connected immediately. “I need you to look into Katherine Edwards, I want everything about her, her family, her image, what she is, her life before now, everything, and I need it before nightfall!” She ordered, her voice domineering. James shuddered at the other side of the line, and replied, then Jane hung up, James glanced at his phone screen. “Katherine Edward?” He paused his lips. “Is she talking about Katherine Jonas?” He blinked and then it

This eliminated all remaining doubt. Jane meant to kill me. She had from the start, but now she had the means. She was enjoying my pain. She wanted to bring Elva into the underground. She wanted to bring down the royal family. And like this, broken and tattered and weak, I could do nothing to stop her. I could only lie here as the blood pooled under my thighs, spreading around me so that my dress is soaked with it. I could only watch, as she lifted the knife toward the column of my throat. My neck was still marred with love bites from Nicholas’s tender attentions. Would Jane slice through those? Or could I remain Nicholas’s until the very end?

By the time she was halfway through the bowl she was fully dancing in her kitchen at eleven fifty at night, alone, in her old pyjamas, barefoot on the cold tile. She stopped chewing. Looked down at herself, and the bowl in her hand. "Karma Kuntz," she said out loud, very seriously, "you are the primary suspect in your father's murder, you have no reason falling in love with anyone right now." She waited for a few seconds, her hips moved again, almost involuntarily, and she resumed dancing, while smiling sheepishly.

Her eyes slightly narrowed, and she replied, "Yeah, it's shocking. Jane is just a scapegoat. The real attacker is still out there." "What?" Julien's face fell, "A scapegoat?" "Yes, Jane's son has leukemia, and she needed a big sum of money. The real criminal would treat her son as long as Jane promised to take the rap for her and not sell her out." Sydney sighed and shook her head. Julien's thin lips pursed into a cold line. "Who is the real attacker?" "I've no clue. Jane doesn't know either. She can only describe the person's looks. Luke will send over an artist tomorrow, and the latter will create an image," Sydney replied.

It was Jane and another strange man who seemed to have tattoo on his face. "Good day once again resident of Gold City, If you are just joining us, then we are glad to have you. Here with us is detective Jane and the criminal who has terrorized Gold city for years" the presenter stated. Mayor Johnson couldn't believe his eyes; Jane had finally caught the assassin and it was shocking that it took her only a day.

she laughed out loud, "Well mother knew how to get you out of the house just in time to get the job done." Jane squatted so she could see my face clearly and laugh at me even more, "I killed him. I killed the Alpha king, and I watched him beg and struggle for his life. I watched him curse me as he took his last breath." "You're a monster, you're an evil monster Jane!" I yelled, but she smiled, "Oh, that's not all dear sister, those pictures of you in bed with a man, it was all me. I planned everything." "What did I do to you, Jane."

Staring at him she heard him say, “Now take my hand and take me inside. You know you should welcome me properly right?” She didn’t want to do that. Why would she ever want to touch him? How dare he even think that she would want him back in her life after all that he had done. But to her surprise she felt a pressure on her hand and not leaving eye contact she slowly moved her hand up to his, feeling the pain from the exertion she was putting on her own mind to try and defy him. Was she always like this? Was this truly who she was? What happened to the killer that didn’t fear anyone?