Lin Family Murders Novels & Stories

Their arrest was swift and organized, thanks to the plan we had devised together. However, the events during the arrest were tragic. Lina, in her attempt to escape, suffered a fatal accident. She fell and became dehydrated; there was nothing anyone could do to save her. This incident shook my feelings, for on one hand, I felt relieved that everything had come to light, but on the other hand, there was a deep sense of loss over a life that ended so quickly. Now, only Eric remains to face the consequences of their actions. He is now languishing in prison, and full responsibility for this case lies with him. With all the evidence available, I know that the road ahead will not be easy for him.

"What?" Grey turns to look at her. "You knew your father killed your husband and yet you protected him. You're also under arrest for aiding and abetting murder." "Who is Ronald and Minta Callaghan?" Lily asks, completely ignoring the words of the officer of her own arrest. "The parents of Bethany Callaghan who we all know to be Mikayla Anderson." That's the final straw. "I killed Mum... I killed Mum... I killed Mum..." Lily begins to mutter again, throwing her body forward and backwards on the chair, teteering on falling down.

Lincoln warned him. "Well, I know you are a prisoner, and you are at least twenty-eight," he mocked Linc. Linc slapped him hard and his glasses fell to the floor. He put his glasses back on. "Do you know who this nerd is?" he grinned at Linc. "I killed my mom, father, wife and two kids in one day and I have been given a death sentence," he grinned. Linc was shocked for a moment. "You? You're as weak as a fly under my foot and you want me to believe that?"

He narrowed his eyes. There was no way Killian could have orchestrated this on his own. To involve Wolfin, an assassin ranked among the top ten in the assassins leaderboard, someone must be pulling the strings from behind the scenes. A few minutes later, after ending a call, Dustin’s face darkened with an unmistakable murderous intent. “The Martial Arts Family of Hattan—the Lynch family,” he said as he narrowed his eyes. It was the Lynch family who had directed Killian to poison Simone and attempted to lure her out for a kidnapping. It was also the Lynch family who had simultaneously posted the assassination bounty with Breaking Wolf.

And there is close to nothing I can do about it. I wanted Tyler to pay. Legally. What he did was a federal crime. I wanted to see him go to jail. Not dead. Not drowned and washed up as a cold bloated corpse. This was way outside of the scope of what I envisioned as retribution. I didn't want this. I don't want this. I have so many questions. If Linc was not involved with this, then what happened to him? How did he end up dead?

Apart from the sixth in line of the second generation and the seventh in line of the third generation, everyone in the Lynch family was gathered in the main hall. Bartemius clasped his hands behind his back and said, still filled with grief, "Our family has never suffered such abuse since our ancestors established our positions 100 years ago!" The apprentices of the Lynch family who had arrived later all looked angry and grieved when they saw the two corpses on the floor. Some of them already had their weapons ready. They swore that they would find the murderer and avenge the dead.

She stared at her mother’s lifeless body, muttering incoherent nonsense multiple times while still rocking back and forth. "Take them out," Silas commanded, his voice cold and final with a tap of his cane against the floor. As the police dragged the trio toward the heavy oak doors, the cameras from the members of the press flashed, capturing the moment the so-called CEO of Vistaline Air murdered his wife, and confessed to a series of murders and other crimes. No one spoke a word. The second the female detective lifted Morgan, she hissed like a cornered feral kitten;

I pulled into the office parking lot and killed the engine. I stayed right there in the driver’s seat. My hands would not stop shaking as I spread the case file across my lap. I had to put something together. Anything. One decent lead before I walked inside and faced the boss. Miss Lin. Twenty years old. Smart college girl. She was driving home from night class when someone ended her life. The scene looked all wrong. Half ambush, half accident. Her car had slammed into the guardrail, but the bullet holes in the windshield and the way her body sat twisted in the seat told the real story. Someone had waited for her. Someone had planned it.

Investigation for Alpha Francis’s murder. And that Lunatic Luna had blamed Lina as her father’s killer. In case she was serious about her words, then the first thing that her own pack members would do was put her in the cell in charge of the death of the Alpha. Not just that, if she was found guilty and in case even a single percent of evidence would be against Lina, then she would be beheaded then and there. Damn it! Lina was trapped by her own mother against the charge of killing her own father.

For them, the police were yet to find out who had murdered them. Mr Mingle had no other choice but to confess during the last day of the trial. The evidence against him was just undeniable. "I ordered the murder of Rosy and Lyla," Mr Mingle confessed. "Lyla was not so much involved and knew nothing as she was just told what to do. The order I sent was for Rosy to be taken out as she knew about Mr Shawn's original document. Taking her out will prevent her from blackmailing me with it one day. I was going to order her termination later but had to do it earlier because she lost her job and she tried to blackmail me. Unfortunately, Lyla became a witness to her murder and she had to go too," he c