Novel & Cerita Jeff The Killer Backstory

Alfred muttered, "He died by his own hands after Reiss' mother left. Poor thing left with a son to nurse." That was a sad story. It only showed what humans were capable of. Vile creatures who knew nothing but to hurt each other. "That must have broken him, poor soul." Alfred sighed again, "Now, to you. Tell me what's happening." Ah, yes. My sad sob story. I was now dreading having to talk to him about it now. "I found the one I'd been looking for." "What?" Alfred's eyes bulged. "The traitor? You found her?"

“ A zillionaire? I asked myself. I got out of the bed and run to my mom in the kitchen. She was chopping some broccoli. “ Mom, have you seen the new trend? I asked. “ No, I was busy making breakfast for myself” she replied not even looking up to me. “ Mom, Jeff is a zillionaire? She said. “ Jeff? Who is Jeff? She asked. “ Dad’s previous driver, the one we had set up for Kaira” I whisper.

Victor exhaled slowly and ran a hand through his hair, pacing once before stopping like he had hit an invisible wall, “Kevin Zacchaeous is Malik Zacchaeous’s son.” She frowned, processing, then straightened as pieces slid into place one after another with sickening clarity, “Malik Zacchaeous as in your Malik, as in the man you have spent years dismantling quietly and obsessively while telling everyone else it was just business.” Victor nodded once, his mouth set in a hard line, “If Malik ordered Felix Hart’s death, and I have reason to believe he did, then Kevin is blood tied to the very family that burned my life down and called it justice.”

Little did she know that love don’t come with warnings. She slowly started to close her eyes, and sleep started to dig in.Jerald started to hear a little snore and watched over his wife who was already in dream land. He stopped on a traffic light to lower her seat and noticed that she bought the rope and other things for herself too on the back seat.He continued driving. Fixating about who the hell would want to kill him so bad that he killed his old pal, Walter? Shouldn’t he worry about Tom and the rest of the men he killed? No, that’s the Cosa Nostra for you.

I could feel that uncontrollable anger rising and taking over, as I had begun to heave in deep breaths. "Yes, I planned it all for a decade but still I'm no killer, all I did was reveal who the real ones were." "The Jama'atu killed the Commander and you framed me and killed Jeff too," I adduced. "The Jama'atu only created room for everything to play out but you killed the Commander, Lade," he claimed, looking so assured and it had me confused. "Did you see me do it?" I asked. "No but they found your fingerprints and might I remind you, you had an episode that day."

I was hesitant to go down to know what is happening or to continue on my way going to the bus terminal to go home. Eventually, I decided to get off and immediately paid the taxi driver. I approached the commotion when I finally saw it, a bloody corpse in the middle of the crowd is what I saw. What really gave me goosebumps on end was when I finally saw who the student was. It was Kate! Kate was a friend of Samantha who I murdered last month and also a friend of Jen who is now incarcerated for a crime she never really committed. I was astounded that I cannot move. Their circle of friends is unlucky. Two of them died while the other one is convicted or in jail. However, this accident lessens m

The letter was never sent, and neither was the medallion, Kanan and his son were gruesomely murdered in a staged boat incident and Jane was lucky to be alive. She’d died trying to protect me. I think back to the people who helped me get here today. My uncle Jeff for one. He was the one who created the distraction by running over the shaman, he confessed that he and the shaman had been at odds for years after he visited the shaman and asked for help. The shaman betrayed Jeff’s location to Jacinta and Jeff barely escaped with his life. He’d vowed to have his payback at FireBird ever since, or Fire Turd, as Jeff liked to call him.

When Sharp Group landed in hot water, Lambert Corporation didn't pass up the chance to attack them. What were the Lamberts doing here at this time? Were they here to watch the show? Jeffrey stared unblinkingly at Quinn. Of course, he knew that Quinn was the lover that he'd kicked to the curb in the past. Back then, he'd killed her parents because he coveted the Lambert family assets. However, he'd done it without leaving behind a single trace. Even if Quinn wanted to get her revenge, she couldn't find any evidence.

"If you hadn't egged me on, I wouldn't have done that," Marina screamed. "It was you. You killed Caitlin. You're the murderer." Anthony suddenly laughed, smacking himself. He wasn't holding back. I could see his cheeks swell up red even from a distance. He dropped to his knees. "You're right. I killed the woman who loved me. Her blood's on my hands. I'm a murderer." I rolled my eyes, and he pulled out his wedding ring, which he had taken off since Marina showed up.

He was also the person I trusted the most. "Caspian, it's Finn. I need your help. I want revenge. I want Hayden and Wendy to pay for everything they've done." The response came quickly. "I've been waiting for this call, Mr. Kirkland. I always knew something was wrong with your father's death. Now that we know Hayden was involved, I'll help you uncover everything. I'll help you get justice even if it costs me my life." After hanging up, I looked at my mom through the ICU window again. The hatred in my heart only grew stronger.