Jason Sweeney Murder Novels & Stories

Jason warned, his voice audible as he tried to stop me from viewing what was on the phone. "Let go of me, now," I ordered, and not long, he resigned as my gaze fell on the screen. I didn't feel betrayed nor hurt anymore. I still had my eyes glued to the screen: [Billionaire Michael Smith, guilty of sister's murder and set to lose company and inheritance soon]. "Ambrose!" I fired as my eyes reddened. Not long, I received a message on my phone as I held it up close to my gaze. "Jason, no one's going to stop me from committing the real murder this time," I said, raising my phone to his sight as he looked angrier than I.

Aden "Jason tell me please. Don't you trust your brother? I promise I will help you out. Please tell me. Your sad and worried face is making me more worried and anxious for you. Please tell me." Finally he spoke Jason "I murdered someone." But these words were unbelievable. I thought I heard something wrong." Aden "What did you just say? Say it again." Jason "I murdered someone." Aden "Murder? You know what you just said? Do you have any idea what type of crime you are Confessing? You can't do it Jason. I Know you..Tell me what happened." When I said that. He looked at me with eyes full of tears. He was very much dear to me and seeing him crying my heart was getting gloomy.

So, the Obsidian Cartel is real! SkillSage: Who posted this? The Obsidian Cartel said they’d kill him, and now, she’s provoking them! SpicyTales: If he dies, she’d basically be the murderer! I let it go viral. The bigger the mess, the better. The police took the report and video seriously and immediately began investigating Jason’s entry time and location. Two days later, during a company meeting, Jason suddenly burst in. He was covered in blood. Everyone was shocked. Rachel quickly called the police.

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.

I respond to her, “I’m just revved up. I haven’t killed anyone since . . . well, you know . . . Duluth . . . ” “Yeah, I know hon, but trust me—a watched corpse never croaks.” I can’t help but laugh—Mary Sue always has a way with words. “So, have you talked to Jason lately?” she asks, not-so-subtly. Porcupines, sometimes I really hate this woman. She knows about Jason and me because she was training under Jason to become an assassin around the time I broke up with him. For a while, I suspected Mary Sue may have been the woman he was cheating on me with (I never actually was able to catch him at it, but I knew he was seeing someone else). If I’m going to be honest, part of me still wonders, bu

“When we found him, he was dead.” Daniel cut me off. “In his own home. Murdered. “Time of death was around four yesterday afternoon. Before your company even left for the escape room. “The weapon was an axe. “And on the doorknob of his apartment, we recovered a fingerprint.” Daniel lifted a fingerprint comparison report. The red markings made my eyes ache. “After analysis, that fingerprint… belongs to you.”

In my previous life, I was too overwhelmed with grief to remember that the berries were not toxic. It was the water from Jason that had weakened Mark’s breathing, something I had not noticed back then. Seeing the suspicious looks from the crowd, Jason realized they were ready to seize him like he was the real culprit. He tried to run away. I shouted, “He’s the murderer! Don’t let him get away!” Two men came forward and pinned him to the ground. I walked over and slapped him hard. “My husband and I haven’t done anything to you. Why did you kill him? Why?”

CHAPTER 181 Noel put his foot on the gas pedal after Nicholas finished buckling the seat belt around his chest. Meanwhile, Hendrick and Peter drove home in the same car. They both decided to leave after finishing their investigation at Jason's house. Jason Abraham was an American-Arab pawn shop owner who was supposed to help Nicholas find Ace's whereabouts. "We have all the evidence, it's premeditated murder and... unfortunately, it's also a serial killer." Nicholas, who was sitting looking at the window, turned his head quickly. He frowned and asked, "Serial killer? How did you come to that conclusion?"

But why me? "It's all over now, Lana. The Jane Doe case is closed. You're safe," Jason reassured, pulling me back into his embrace. "That maniac saw you at the crime scene that night. He was always there," his voice quivered, "He's insane, shouting that you resemble the first girl he killed, that by killing you, he will finally be at peace." "That's creepy, Jason. He's psychotic." I admitted, comprehending the gruesome nature of the murderer upon hearing Jason's detailed account of the Jane Doe case.

Stillwater was not the type of town to have homicides end up on their mortuary table. In fact Zenia had told Leila before Clyde’s murder it had been three years prior, when Jason Marksman had killed his wife Susan in a murder-suicide after he accused her of cheating. Turned out Jason was the real cheater. Susan had caught wind of her husband’s infidelity and was planning on filing for divorce. That scandal had rocked Stillwater to its' core and was still brought up frequently during parties. When a woman from Stillwater named Betsy Olson shot herself a year after the Marksman murder/suicide, it had even been speculated in the beginning that her husband “had gone Jason on her”.