Novel & Cerita Jessie Prescott Death

"This is Officer Brooks. The owner of this phone has been in an accident. Are you the wife of Graham Crenshaw?" A police car had picked her up and driven her to the hospital. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Crenshaw. It appears your husband suffered a fatal heart attack behind the wheel of his car. When the car hit the utility pole, he was most likely already deceased." The doctor had had an air of resigned sympathy. Jessi had wondered how many people he pronounced dead on an average day. Sarah had met her at the hospital and had driven her home. Jessi wasn't sure how her own car had gotten back to the house. She'd somehow made the calls to Cara and Adam. "Something has happened. Your dad died."

She asked and I was relieved she asked John instead of me. John looked at me pleading with his eyes for me to do the talking but I just couldn’t bear it to break such news to her. He cleared his throat as I took a step closer to Jess. “Ma’am, Maya was found dead today by a dumpster.” He explained and her face which held smiles now turned sour. “Are we talking about the same Maya? My best friend?” She asked as she welcomed denial which I already anticipated. “Yes ma’am your best friend was found dead minutes ago.” His final words settled in the air as Jess closed her eyes and fainted.

After we were sure that she swallowed it, we waited for her reaction. Then suddenly I noticed that she stopped breathing. "Check her" I said firmly to the physician. I could see that him too noticed that her breathe stopped. He moved closer and checked thoroughly but then he lifted up his eyes sadly. He didn't need to tell me that Jessy is dead. At least I wouldn't die of guilt that she died because of me sleeping with her or because I didn't help her. I tried what I could but it just didn't work. I stood up from where I sat and then walked back to the pack's hall to tell her Beta that she's dead. I felt sad but then I didn't show it. I'm a mighty Alpha, I shouldn't be sad just because a str

They swallowed a few times before they were able to speak. “Mr. Pitt, the fire is huge. After the fire was put out, we found two burnt bodies. One was on a chair, and the other was in front of it. They may be Mr. Alvin Rucco and Ms. Darling.” Sawyer let go of Benson and stumbled a couple of steps back. He crashed into the bookshelf behind him. Dead? Jessa was dead? Had he sent her off to die personally? Worse, she had died without even knowing all that he had done “for her.”

Everything I was, everything I had fought for, everything I had hoped to become, it all meant nothing in the face of watching my mate fall. "No!" The scream tore from somewhere deep in my soul, ancient and broken and utterly helpless. I caught her before she hit the ground, gathering her into my arms as blood spread across her chest in a horrifying bloom of red. "Jessie, no. No, no, no." "I am okay," she whispered, trying to smile even as blood bubbled at her lips. "I am okay." But she was not. The silver bullet had hit her directly in the chest, and I could smell the poison spreading through her system. I could see the light beginning to fade from her beautiful eyes.

He pressed the volume button and the news anchor’s voice echoed into the room. “…after collapsing in the police van, Mrs. Prescott was immediately rushed to the medical wing within the station premises. However, sources confirm that she was declared dead upon arrival. Authorities are currently investigating the cause of her death, though some suspect she may have taken her own life to avoid further prosecution…” “Dead?” How ?? And why now?? I said, still not believing it, like my mouth had spoken before my brain could fully process it.

However, Aimee annoyingly approached Lorenzo and greeted Lorenzo who was enjoying his lunch with Carmen. "Good afternoon captain, welcome back to Chicago." Lorenzo raised an eyebrow in confusion and immediately turned around to find Selena. And sure enough, when he turned around, he could see the slender body of his wife talking with the cafe owner. "What are you doing here?" "We are investigating a murder case that occurred at Jesse McLean's agency. One of the crew who worked as make-up artist, Jessica Prescot, was found dead today by Selena in the models waiting room as Selena was getting ready for a photo shoot." Aimee explained in detail.

However, he wasn't aware that there had been something going on behind the scenes of Elizabeth's death. "Did you find anything useful?" he asked. Zade answered truthfully, "It had been a while since the accident. When Jessie's mother died, the police had already concluded that it was just a car accident. Jessie was still young at the time, so she didn't have the means to get to the bottom of her mother's death. "Therefore, the murderer had already gotten rid of his tracks, so I had some trouble investigating it. I finally found some clues, but another interested party has cut off that trail as well."

“Let’s pretend, for fun, that I did do it. What then? Gonna press charges? Drag me to court? Show the judge your hurt feelings and your half-burnt patio as evidence?” Anastasia’s face turned red. Jessie leaned in, her voice velvet and venom. “Because if you do… I’ll be pressing my own charges. You know…for attempted murder? You remember Mrs. Salvador’s blood, right? My mom? I had to wash it off my hands. I fucking saw you stab her.” “Jessie was investigated!” I added quickly, trying to anchor this mess. “They cleared her. Meanwhile you were caught on camera stabbing a woman in a ballroom…but somehow, you’re the one walking free. So maybe cool it on the righteous outrage?”

He looked down on the files on the computer and understood this problem probably came from Marcus' obsession, Jason. He forwarded a copy of the files to Marcus. The next morning, Jessie got up and dressed early before leaving the house. Eric's men opened the doors for her and she got into the car, leaving for her appointment. But she had not driven far when she heard one of Eric's men, Wolf shout out in alarm. "Down, get your head down!" Wolf barked over his shoulder at Jessie as their car was slammed from the side. Jessie felt her vision spin, as she was thrown to the other side of the car. Soon, the sound of gunshots filled the air.