Killing Stalking Police Officer Novelas e Histórias

Another policeman, who is barely conscious asks me in fear. "An old friend of Liam Harris. We can't let our leader rot in the government's prison and see our empire burning in ashes." I answer him and before the rest of the police force comes, I run from there. Yes, I kill two birds with a single shot. The police will set an inquiry on Liam's escape and murder of Officer Paul and my last witness will tell them the exact story I just made. It was the plan since the beginning. We run through the dense bushes and rocky surface and behind us the shouting and cursing of police can be heard but they don't know that they'd be loosing their own time in finding us as the sun is about to set at any mo

The fourth victim was a journalist and her body was found at a cemetery, she was 30 years old. The two officers from the SSS had been murdered by the killer to cover their tracks. The officers must have been making progress on the case and that did not go down well with the killer and he had decided to take them out of the picture. Unlike the ladies, the first officer had been killed with a bomb planted in his car and the body of the second officer had been found with a bullet in his skull at the murder scene of the 4th victim. Ballistics report had shown that the bullet that killed the second officer was fired from a semiautomatic pistol which had a silencer installed to its barrel.

"We can't do anything without proofs, sir." The police officer apologized. "I'm telling you, he tried to kill me with his men! I remember it now! Look!" Lucas opened his shirt to show him the big scar. "Sir!" "See this? He stabbed my body! He wanted me dead!" "But, sir, we don't know if it was Mr Eric Pierce," The officer said. "You lost your memory. Maybe you're confused." "What the hell are you saying?" Lucas scoffed, "So what?! You'll let a criminal live his life like he never did anything wrong?"

I felt like I would be cheating them out of their chance for the soulmate kind of love I had with Christian. "Maybe." I leaned back to his chest and soaked up the love he was giving me. Even if I never gave Greg another chance at us he would always be my friend and would never cross any lines he shouldn't. He would find his happiness one day too. "Oh my god!" I sat up covering my mouth with my hands. My eyes went to the TV that had a burnt van sitting in the middle of the road. My ears burned listening to the reporter. "Last night, one officer and one suspected crime boss were killed during an ambush while transporting this accused criminal. We have verified their identities as agent Bob Cra

“I called her multiple times, but she didn’t pick up. My mom hardly ever misses my calls. She usually answers right away. “She has high blood pressure, so I got really concerned. I asked for leave and rushed home, only to walk in and see her killing my mom!” The officer pressed further. “You saw her kill your mother with your own eyes?” “Yes! As soon as I walked in, I saw her stabbing my mom with a knife!” he said, his voice full of fury as he pointed an accusing finger at Suzy. “You vile woman, why did you kill my mother?” “Do you know her?” the officer asked him again. He shook his head firmly. “No, I’ve never seen her before. I don’t think my mom knew her either. I’m familiar with my mom’

she cried, her words muffled by tears and anguish. "Officer Smokes, we need to maintain our position. The thing that killed them could still be here," Sergeant Chriswell warned, his voice filled with urgency and a growing sense of disbelief. He referred to the killer as a "thing" because he couldn't fathom how a single person could eliminate highly trained officers so swiftly, without a single cry or scream. Then, in a sudden blur of movement, Officer Smokes' head was brutally severed from her body, her lifeless gaze locked on the sergeant as her head rolled across the floor.

The second voice said, "No, don't do that. Remember you once loved him. You still do. Send the cops away and accept Seven's proposal. It's what you have always wanted." I was caught between the devil and the deep blue sea. Shit got realer when the cops saw how much I was sweating and trembling. They walked into the apartment, whipping out their tasers. "Mister, what did you do to her?" the second officer questioned Seven, pointing his taser at him. Seven glanced at me before responding, "Nothing! She's my girlfriend and my mate. Can't you see that I am trying to make things official?" The police officers both looked at the ring box in Seven's hand and then returned their gaze to me. "Is that

I didn't care. They were all just distraction. I knew they wouldn't be able to make it. I hopped onto my motorbike and speed off. The first rule of being a stinger was to get ready for death. They deserved it for being so clueless, untactful and bunches of fools. I had to no heart. I killed without mercy and I love it cause that what has kept me till this time. I arrived at and saw Mr. Luciano waiting for me with a suitcase. Money. I packed off the road and went to meet him. As I approached him, two guards popped up from nowhere to kill him.

Two casually dressed police officers---detectives, asked in an official tone. Zoe nodded and opened her mouth, but only the same incomprehensible sounds from before came out. "I apologize, but perhaps some of her nerves haven't fully recovered. The patient is having difficulty speaking." The nurse explained as she walked out, not wanting to get involved with the police. "Oh, we understand. In that case, you can listen." The police officers took out documents and raised them before Zoe, indicating for her to read along. "This is the verdict issued by the judge. You've been found guilty of stalking Maxwell Taylor. And..."

I quickly defended. I’m sure that I never touched the gun. “The bullet went directly from his back where the heart was located, that’s the cause of his death.” “They caught me carrying the officer, he was in front of me so how does it happen that I killed him when the bullet was shot from the back?” I asked. “I think this is framed, Jada. The officers said that maybe you pretended to carry him to make the crime look like someone shot him.” “That’s insane, I’m also a victim here! If I didn’t fight maybe I was one of their rape victims, Drake!” I exclaimed furiously, how could they blame me for someone’s else death?