Jeff The Killer Romane & Geschichten

So maybe it's better that he is not here. “So, here’s the things we know about the killer. Firstly his targets are all renowned and prominent men in our country. Until now he has had three victims. Mr. Arik Watson- 48 years old. Estimated time of death 1st April 2020, 3.30 A.M. He was a prosecutor who won several awards for bringing justice to the people. Dr. Robert Jonson- 54 years old. Estimated time of death 12th July 2020, 3.50 A.M. He was one of the best general surgeons in our country. Mr. James Brown -50 years old. Estimated time of death 23th January 2021, 3.45 A.M. He was the founder and the Chairman of J.B. Garments company.” And with that, Mr. Anderson gave each of his teammates

"They were like a different species, totally different from us. Only that they were too naive and knew nothing about violence." "It must have been a heaven." Sandra nodded, her next word interrupted by Jeff's whisper. "There's one of the Killer mummies heading over." "Do you think they heard us?" Wei asked. "No." Jeff stayed fix in his position. "This one is different. It feels as if he is looking back at me." "What do you—" Salvador was about to head over when Jeff jumped aside, blood gushing out of his right shoulder from where he was hit. "Fuck."

Elanor let out a sigh. Then, she said quietly, “Young Master Bauer…” “Enough. Let’s not talk about this.” Jeff waved his hand to cut her off. “How are your injuries?” “Were you scared?” “That b*stard was one of mine, but he still tried to kill you! He deserves death!” Jeff clapped his hands. Right after that, someone handed a firearm to him. He pulled the trigger without even bothering to look at the man with the buzzcut.

“You can’t kill me now. The Chancellor will see it as betrayal. Brandon will freaking kill you for real this time.” “If I’m insane, then what do you call yourself as someone who killed Elliot, burned my Grandmother’s castle down, and manipulated Zarion’s feelings back when he and I hadn't yet met?” Silence. Hestia didn’t give an ounce of answer. That’s all I need to hear. I released a sharper battle cry this time, ready to see her brain scatter in the snowy ground. But the stone only managed to hit her shoulder as a firm grip around my wrist sent me gaping.

he asked me ”The king has questions for you and you will answer them honestly,” Jeff said and Alpha Robert laughed “Well surely the king is old enough to speak for himself,” he said “Your daughter is here and we want to know what happened to her mother” Jeff cut to the chase realizing that Robert wasn’t intent on being difficult “I killed her,” he said nonchalantly and I balled my hand into a fist struggling to control my tempter as I stared at his arrogant face ”Why, if I may ask?” Jeff asked

"You know, blow each other. It'll be better than jerking off again. Don't tell me you won't be rubbing one out tonight either." "Are you serious, Jeff?" "I'm dead serious. No one has to know." I didn't know if he was messing with me and I figured I'd call his bluff so I said, "Okay, you go first." Jeff replied, "Okay, whip it out but if you don't do me, I'll kill you."

Beta Kappa replied, unconcerned. "Oh really? You were only doing the right thing? I see, by framing my family, and putting the life of the people in danger," Jeffery rumbles, moving closer to the beta. Beta Kappa chuckled. "I didn't frame you at all my alpha, but I was only trying to follow the right path. You killed the human king, and I had to let his lovely wife know about it," he says with a smirk. "I didn't kill him, I didn't!" Jeffery grabs his clothes, angrily strangling his neck.

"I know, I know, but there was no way for me to inform the police, or anyone else, about my suspicion without me sounding crazy and paranoid to them. Even my sister thought that I was letting my hate for Will cloud my judgment. I had to be doubly sure of what I was telling them first." "You don't understand, Jeff. This isn't just an ordinary abduction. It's much bigger than that. I'm surprised that Will has had this place for this long without anyone noticing what's going on inside it. I think he's a drug dealer. This is the place he brings and tortures his defaulters, as well as the people who wrong him. He is not at all what he portrays to the public, Jeff. He's a cold-blooded murderer. He

But deep down, he knew this was the truth and he could not deny it. “Did you kill him?” he asked suddenly. Kyla’s eyes widened in shock. “What? No! Why would you even ask that?” Jeffrey’s voice grew harsher. “The fake kidnapping, the fake marriage… Now we’re fake siblings too? Oh, and I saw your weapons! What the hell do you really do, Kyla?” He stood up, his anger spilling out of him. Kyla looked at him, stunned. For a moment, she thought she would cry right there, but she fought them back. “I know what you think, Jeffrey. But it's nothing like it, I didn’t kill your father.”

“Well, I’m glad to see that you still have your sense of humor. I was worried…” I waited for Jeffrey to finish his sentence, but he never did. “What? What were you worried about?” “Well, you took a life. That’s not easy for anyone—well, anyone with a conscience, that is.” My eyes fell to the ground. “I was worried that you might be beating yourself up over it,” he continued, “which would be understandable, if ridiculous.” I glared at him. “Why would it be ridiculous? I killed someone, Jeffrey. Why shouldn’t I beat myself up over something so morally reprehensible?”