Jodi Arias Crime Scene Novels & Stories

she says. A sign for her to interpret. Why did she decide this was a sign for her, when I’m the one who did it? I’m the one who committed the crime. Not her, not my doll. I’m the one who took something helpless, something I loved, and threw it away into darkness.

Without looking down My turn Podium Lights Agent Collins Name Aria Bennett Legal name Aria Collins Objection Overruled Why are you using an alias Because my real name would get me killed Do you know Victor Reed Yes How He kidnapped me Held me Threatened me Did he touch you Yes Did he hurt you Yes Did Nico Reed try to stop him Yes How do you feel about him I hate him Louder I HATE HIM Nico flinched From the chair Agent Collins saw it Noted it Break she said 10 minutes We went to the corner Water

She found her standing frozen near Matteo’s crumpled body. The knife was still in Aria’s hand..bloodied, trembling, her fingers white around the hilt. She stared at it like it wasn’t real. Like maybe if she dropped it, none of this would be. Francesca approached slowly, like Aria was a skittish animal. “Aria,” she said gently, “Give it to me.” Aria’s eyes met hers…wide, wet, and wild. “I… I killed someone.” Her voice was barely a breath. “I stabbed him. I didn’t mean…I just..”

Richard declared. "He already told me that. I want to be out of here" Arianna requested. She glared at Richard. The latter sighed. Arianna cannot be alone by herself, she needs to be around people who care for her. Jace drove to the police station. He was told by his lawyer to endeavour to come around. He was told the two assassin's were sentenced to jail but the first one couldn't make it, he died. He said he appreciated the efforts of the police department in bringing the culprits to justice. And asked if they know anyone else who might be involved in the act with the apprehended ones.

“Aria was released. The culprit turned himself in. The case is close to being officially closed.” He shrugged. “It was. Until the news was released this morning.” I frowned. “What news?” “The detective in charge of her case passed away this morning.”

* * * Jo and Ash were lying entwined on the bed, too lethargic to move when their cell phones rang simultaneously. Each scrambled to their respective devices and answered their calls. Jo grinned when she discovered it was Andrea calling, “Hi girl, what's up?” “Jo, it was you and Ash who gave us the second camera, right?” Andrea asked. Jo's grin vanished and she became worried, “Yes. Is anything wrong?” “Well, we took a look at it and we were able to ID J-Cane. We hauled him in for questioning, and he said it was the Hatter that killed Salvador.” Andrea said.

She was about to run away from the law once again before her arrest. Aria had confined in her closest friend Amanda Wills about all her crimes in the past and her plans to make a run for it once again. Unfortunately for her but fortunately for the law, her friend ratted her out on her plans and reported to the nearest police station about all she knew about the crimes Aria committed in the past.

“I didn’t do anything...” “Aria.”Devi’s voice cut through everything. “Aria...what?” she asked slowly, her voice quieter than I’d ever heard it. “I don’t know!” I shouted, shaking my head desperately. “Devi, I swear...I didn’t do anything! I didn’t kill anyone, I...” “You didn’t do this,” she said, trying to free herself from the officer holding her.“So we fight it. Do you hear me? We fight it.” Reporters rushed inside, taking pictures.

I gestured him to take a seat. "Hey, Jodi. How are you doing?" He turned his attention to Jodi whose face was still caught off guard. "I'm doing great, Kyle Scott. It's nice seeing you... again." She said. "So, uhmmm, Kyle." I said, reminding him why he had come. "Aha, yes. Jodi, you're still on Love Isle case, right?" "Yes." Jodi nodded in response. "Cool. I'll be assisting in the investigation now. How far have you gone?"

"The suspect who jumped from the window is dead, Mr. Cross. He died on impact. Our detectives are running his fingerprints now to find a connection, but he carried no identification. A true professional." "Keep investigating," Damian said coldly. "Find out who sent him." Damian left them and walked back down the secure corridor. He opened the door to Aria's room and stepped inside. Leo was still standing there, his arms crossed. Aria was awake. She was lying on her side, her knees pulled up slightly. Her hand rested over her stomach, shielding it. She looked at Damian. The sheer horror of the afternoon was visible in her dark eyes. Someone had tried to kill her, and the man she despised had