Jonathan Oddi Death Novels & Stories

The British Lord said coldly, “Less than an hour ago, I received news that Brody Orlen, the great Mr. Jothurn, has died in Cyprus.” “What?!” The three of them were shocked! No one expected that Mr. Jothurn would die so suddenly. Mr. Chardon blurted out and asked, “British Lord, I don’t understand… Mr. Jothurn is extremely powerful, so whoever wants to kill him would have to pay a huge price for the consequences of their action. Who could actually kill Mr. Jothurn?!” The British Lord sighed softly and said, “According to the clues I currently know of, Mr. Jothurn probably did not die in anyone’s hands.”

Frightened, Wendy shrank back. "No, no, that's impossible!" Louis shouted. "There's no way! He can't be dead!" I let out a bitter laugh. "You want to know how he died? It happened the night you sent him out to buy that stupid dress! What were you doing at that time? You were playing doctor with this bitch's goldfish!" Tears streamed down my face as I sobbed. "Zane was just a little boy. You sent him out alone in the middle of the night!"

He didn't seem to take notice. "You'll hear from your lawyer in a day or two, I'm sure, about wills and life insurance and all that. Technically Jonathan is a homicide, while Nicki is a murder and Veronica suicide, according to your story. But we are still looking into things. So Nicki's next of kin will be notified and all that jazz.

Jonathan rolled his eyes and then looked at the old man on the ground. "Take him" he said and kicked Victor's body out of his way. He walked out and saw a pile of dead bodies infront of the door. He darted his eyes to Jackson who winked at him. "I didn't forget the body count JK." Jonathan smirked and looked back at the pile of dead bodies. "What was it last time? Ummm 230/270 right, well mine is now 460 and yours?" Jonathan said proudly. "Never mind." Jackson said and was about to walk when Jonathan stopped him.

Winter turns around, looking backward, and sees darkness and shadows; the darkness makes a hissing sound. “Doctor, time of death 10h43am.” Removing the gloves and throwing them in the bin, the doctor rinses his hands and meets with Johnathan and Tiffany, “we got some bad news. We tried everything, but it was unsuccessful.” Johnathan falls to his knees crying, “not her also,” as Tiffany consoles him. “She is in a better place with your mom,” those words are somehow comforting. “Doctor, what causes this? Did this have to do with the accident?”

Jonathan's story As they finished the recording, they looked suspicious to one another when they remember the forensic doctor who performed the autopsy. There is also a lot to talk about the doctor's report which is undoubtedly smeared. Mr. Hauser, John informed me that the doctor's report specified that his mother had died of hematoma as a result of the violent fall she had. In other words, it was an accidental death that was not investigated and John's mother did not file a complaint after the incident in Sarah's house that eventually brought her death.

Dead at only twenty-two—and Gio had killed him. Gio The broadcaster on the small television in Gio's garage stood outside the cemetery where services for Trinidad had been held. The light from the television screen was the only thing that illuminated the otherwise dark garage. Gio wasn't even listening anymore. He'd stopped listening hours ago, but still, he sat there on his Raiders beanbag, like he had for days, staring at the screen.

Wood's shop. "That is Johnny," Mr. Wood said aloud. "He died the last time we had Halloween in this town." "How did he die?" "Nobody knows the cause of his death. We just found him buried upside down close to the lake. We had to dig for several hours before we could pull his body out. I swear to God; the ground was hardened clay." "That is very strange. How come I never heard of it?" Mr. Wood arranged the bottles of beer in an orderly manner. "Maybe you were dreaming," he laughed.

After Niel watched Sully take her last breath, he took his own life. He acted so quickly and decisively that he left no chance for anyone to save him. My parents could not accept the news and fainted. They had lost both their children. It was a fatal shock to any parent. My body grew more transparent. It was time for me to leave. How strange. I did not see Niel or Sully. They were just like the ashes of their bodies. After their ashes were scattered, they left behind nothing. After my mother woke up in the hospital, she lost her sanity.

But neither realized that security cameras were being remotely turned off by someone. A figure in a medical cap sneaked in. He injected a clear fluid into Jonathan’s IV line—a new type of poison that made death look like a natural heart failure. A few minutes later, Jonathan’s heart monitor flatlined. The medical team arrived too late. The only note recorded: “Cardiac arrest in sleep. Natural death.” — Clara stood before Hideko. Her hands trembling as she held a tablet showing the headline about Jonathan’s death. “You… really did it? I thought only Edgar and Harley were your targets…” Clara said.