Novel & Cerita Jason Sweeney Murder

“I don’t think it works like that.” He looked thoughtful for a moment and said, “But since you want Jason in jail so badly, I guess I’ll have to get involved. I usually avoid people like him altogether, but you’re right. He shouldn’t keep getting away with this.” He leaned closer. “There’s someone I know. A detective. His name is Brown. He’s desperate to bring Jason down. His younger sister’s best friend was one of Jason’s victims. The girl took her own life. Brown’s sister has been wrecked by it ever since—she started using substances, spiraling. Brown has never gotten over it.”

He nodded, but the smile he gave me didn’t reach his eyes. We finally arrived at the restaurant. Just as we were about to step inside, Jason’s phone vibrated. “Hello?” he answered. A frantic voice spoke on the other end. “Sir, we need you at the hospital immediately! Something happened to your wife.” Jason’s entire body went rigid. “That woman is not my wife,” he said coldly. “And she’s of no use to me anymore.” The voice on the line hesitated before saying gravely, “Did you kill her? You are a suspect in this murder case.”

He asks a few more questions and tells them what little he knows about the murder. The woman's throat had been sliced open, which was obviously the cause of death. She matched the usual description of being light skinned with dark hair. After a few more minutes, he excuses himself and leaves to go join the other officers. The door has barely closed behind him when Jesse turns to Owen and tells him, “He finally quit talking as if it was a forgone conclusion that you commited the murders. That is a plus in win column for sure.” “It really is. He has his doubts about whether or not you are a killer, which is what we wanted. That is a good thing.” Andy agrees and Owen nods.

Jason asked when he entered the office, "You survived? How? It was the deadliest poison I could find." "I'm surprised you confessed to murder and attempted murder," Jason sat opposite me. "Me? Confess to murder?" He relaxed on the chair, opened his legs, and spread his hands, "I didn't, evidence came in, Collin got evidence and your husband got evidence, I mean he is smart, he checked the poison, he found out how they entered this country, who distributed them and that was how that bastard got to me. I should have removed that bastard alongside that idiot Anthony."

I picked up and spoke right into the phone, I was gonna call him anyways. “Where is Jason currently?” I said immediately I placed the phone into my ears. “He's being taken to the police station in cuffs, I think he murdered a person cause an ambulance dragged a man into it not so long ago” i dropped my phone down into the bed not ready to hear anything further. Was I next? I thought to myself as I sat still in bed, my phone rang for at least an hour, I picked it up looking at its caller. “Jason?” I said as I picked the call abruptly, renewed anger now getting the better part of me.

She don’t understand. “No, mom.” I say with a sigh. “No, Jason is the mastermind of all this. He planned this from the very moment he met me. Mom, he was supposed to kill me!” My voice is more shaky then before. That bastard was supposed to kill me! “He did not, did he?” I hear Griffin’s voice, the fake officer. It’s like my breath has been sucked completely out of me. I instantly drop the phone and it makes it almost loud crashing sound on the ground.

"Frts off, I'd love to apologize to what had happened to you as regarding Jason and his cousin. I was very disappointed that Jason could pull such dangerous operation. I had so much trust in him." "It's okay, Mr Wayne." As for Jason, he was sentenced to twenty years in prison without parole. He was sentenced the day before yesterday... Killian, Ava, my mom and I were witnesses during the court hearing. "And I want to officially congratulate you as regard your book making waves. I hope you've submitted the sequel as you told me when we had a call." "Yes, did that before coming here." I said, still waiting for him to say something different. He hasn't basically said something I don't know.

"I'm reporting a crime. My 'friend,' Winona Lloyd, attempted to murder my wife, Tessa Hayes." He looked at me blankly. "I… Was her accomplice." The expressions on the Lowes' faces were priceless. The story's ending left no suspense. Winona was sentenced to a long term for attempted murder. She reportedly screamed in court, claiming I framed her. However, no one believed her. Jason's company collapsed overnight. He gave up all his assets, signed the divorce papers, and walked away with nothing. I never saw him again. I only heard that he spent the rest of his life in endless regret and self-recrimination. I reclaimed everything that was mine.

"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.

Her indifference, as if she did not care whether they killed her or not, infuriated her three brothers. Adrian stood up, turned around, and walked to the back of the car. He opened the trunk. Inside the trunk were two sharpened kitchen knives. “Adrian.” Jason walked over, his voice trembling slightly. It was his first time committing murder, and killing his own sister at that. Jason was a bit scared. “Adrian, are we really going to… chop her up?”