Jason Gideon Death Novels & Stories

Taking a deep breath, I finally spoke up: "So, you mean you mean your father's death was not an accident, but he was killed by my father?" Jason nodded his head slowly, his eyes filled with sympathy. "The day of the accident, my father was trying to protect our mom and you from Gabriel Warth," Jason explained softly. "And that's when Gabriel hit my dad with his car, intentionally causing the accident." I felt a mix of shock and anger wash over me as I tried to process this new information. It was hard to believe that my father could be capable of such violence, but the evidence seemed to point in that direction.

Zade's voice was the next thing I heard, it felt like he was talking from the other side of the room, "Get out of that penthouse and run." And then the call ended. Jason must have heard what Zade said because suddenly he was sitting on the bed and trying to go on social media to know what happened. I tried calling the number again, multiple times but no one answered. Jason finally got to the page of the news station that had posted about him. ".....Mr Jason Newman, whom his wife, Mrs Isabella Wells, a well known fashion designer with one of the best fashion store was involved in her own saga earlier, has been found as the mastermind of the killing of the young James few years ago...."

Swallowing the rest of her words, she asked instead, "Ben, has Jason been sentenced yet?" Benjamin replied, "He was sentenced a couple of days ago. He was executed by lethal injection today. I pulled some strings and even saw his body… I wanted to tell you about it but changed my mind because I didn't know how you'd take the news." Jason died by lethal injection today? Natalie didn't think Jason would be sentenced to death and be executed so quickly.

Allison was also shocked to see what had happened, but while Jenna was still frozen by what she had done to Jason, Allison used that moment to run away—else she’d be the next one to die. Hugo ran to the scene after hearing the gunshot. His jaw dropped and hot tears fell from his eyes when he saw his son lying on the ground, dead and in a pool of blood. "Jason! My son!" he cried, running to Jason's dead body.

he cackled. The rage burning through my mom visibly intensified. “Die!” She screamed as she raised her hand to blast the man standing before her with magic. But I quickly held her hand to stop her, “mom. No. That man is innocent. He’s only using him.” “He would have to die anyway. I’d be back. Bye for now,” Gideon said, and the man suddenly started coughing profusely. Blood flooded out of his mouth and the next thing, he was laying on the floor lifeless.

Liam's brows furrowed in confusion, his face filled with concern. "What is it? What's happened?" He asked calmly, he couldn’t freak out. The guard took a moment to catch his breath before he said what happened. His words were ridden with stutters. "Jason... the guard who reported John's death... he's gone! We found him dead in his room!" Liam looked back at Lucas to know if they had both heard the same thing. And he knew they had heard the same thing when he saw the shock registered on his brother's face.

“I—I’m sorry. I didn't know where else to go.” “If you're here because of Ethan—” “I'm here for Gideon,” she interrupted. “I believed Ethan would meet you and handle everything, but he disappeared without a word.” That sounded like my pathetic ex-husband—a coward who goes into hiding whenever things didn’t go his way. Regardless, I gave her a listening ear. “What happened to Gideon?” Her lips trembled. “He overdosed because Principal Bennett is expelling him from Weston University.”

Sometimes she wished death took her instead. Gideon sat at his dining table holding the portrait of Ryan. Ryan was two then and was smiling from ear to ear in the picture. Throughout the last two weeks years, Gideon kept blaming himself for the death of his son. 'I am an irresponsible father. ' he would say. He blamed himself for being carless. It was his fault Ryan died he always thought. He got up, holding the portrait very tight and made his way to his bedroom. His breakfast was untouched. Sometimes, Frankie the chef he hired felt utterly useless because Gideon barely ate and would prefer to drown himself in the ocean of liquor. Frankie shook his head from left to right feeling sorry for

However, Caleb was already in deep water now, so those wicked schemes would not be possible anymore. “Then where’s Caleb now?” Heather would not forgive Caleb as she wanted to make sure he receives his retributions. “I have no idea.” Zayne was still lying on the bed. How would he know Caleb’s whereabouts right now? Just then, Jason who had remained silent all the while spoke up. “He’s dead. I killed him.” After having killed countless people, Jason brought up the matter as if he was talking about an ordinary event. Heather and Tony, who initially desired to seek revenge against Caleb, exchanged glances after hearing that their enemy had already been dealt with.

"We have proof now. Emails, bank transfers, prescriptions. She is going away for life once we find her." "Where is she?" "We do not know yet. But we will find her." I hesitated. "There is something else. Jason's body was in the wreckage. He died in the explosion." Four was quiet. Then his voice came out rough and broken. "He saved Monte. Threw him clear before the blast. He was not all monster." "No. He was not." I left him to rest. Walked through the hospital feeling the weight of two days without sleep. This case kept getting darker. And now our main suspect was in the wind.