Novel & Cerita Mary Morris Murders

"How could you even think that about me? Yeah, I survived, but I was a victim, too. And now, just because of one photo, you're calling me a killer? Do you have any idea how much that hurts?" I swallowed hard, my voice breaking. "I said I probably fell asleep around 10 PM. I never said I was sure. My head was spinning from the altitude, and I wasn't clear. And come on—I'm just one woman. How the heck could I take out five grown men?" Alex's stare locked onto my face. "Yeah… doesn't seem likely." Just then, the coroner walked in with a fresh report, the pages still smelling like ink. He handed it straight to Alex.

Mary lay on her bed, staring at the TV screen while a young man lay beside her. The room reeked of cigarettes and wine. The reporter on the TV interviewed Detective Brad, who had just announced that he had solved the murder of Dr. Anderson. Noah, the son of the late Mafia lord Kendrick, was the real murderer, but he was also dead. Mary snorted in disgust and turned to the young man next to her, kissing his back. Mary sprang up from the bed, revealing her old, wrinkled buttocks and her pink pajamas. She dropped the bottle of wine on the nightstand, and her phone beeped. Mary read the message, and her heart sank.

3RD POV: “Nina Morris, daughter of Late Business Tycoon Mr Marcus Morris, has been apprehended for multiple charges, kidnapping of the twins of Billionaire Ross Anderson and Catherine Williams, Murder…..” The reporter listed out.. Mrs Morris was seated in front of her television, watching the news with tears running down her cheek, seeing her daughter being labeled as a criminal. Hot tears ran down through her cheeks and her chest rose up and fell repeatedly. “Everyone will view my daughter as a criminal. How could I have given birth to such a useless being? So freaking useless!” She hit the television stand in anger and shook her head.

Mary ask standing rigid. "She knows who killed Debra and I want to know who did it,that's not a crime is it,your daughter was the only witness to this accident,no one else was there then why can't she tell me" "Are you sure she's hiding who the killer is?"Mary respond quizzically. --- --- ---

"You said you have information about a murder?" Charlotte sat down, placing the folder on the table. "Yes. My mother’s murder." Harris's expression turned serious. "Go on." Charlotte took a deep breath. “My stepmother, Natalie Walker, poisoned her. And I have the proof.” She slid the folder across the table. Harris opened it and pulled out the USB drive. “What’s on this?” Charlotte clasped her hands together tightly. "Dash-cam footage. It shows Natalie tampering with my mother’s drink before she died."

“I don't think you should ask him about things like that.” “It's okay, dad. It doesn't bother me. Go on, Miss Doris.” “Well,” Doris continued, “it was a very high-profile case, and it still is, because it isn’t resolved yet. It is about a six-year-old girl, a mini beauty queen, as I said, who was murdered in her house and it was never discovered who her murderer was. Investigators followed many leads but none found the culprit. Can you tell us something about it?” Joseph was silent for a few seconds looking at the floor, as if thinking, then he commented:

After the changes overnight, the situation could no longer be controlled. "Mr. Miller, I found something. A foreign force is making use of this incident to blow things up. They're blaming everything on Mrs. Miller. They're fanning the flames of the innocent crowd's anger." "Any clues about the murderer?" "None for now. But Mara did die because someone had paid for it to happen. According to the information, Mara's private life is a mess. She doesn't care for morality or shame at all. "She was expelled from school at ten years old, and she has been hanging around in society since then. She had quite an interesting history in school."

"Which is why I've asked you all here. You deserve answers, and I intend to provide them." That got their attention. The angry murmuring died down to a low simmer. They were listening now. Waiting. "Yesterday, Annalise Morgan was found dead in the gym’s storage room on campus," I began. "The initial investigation suggested suicide. However, further examination which I made happen revealed evidence of foul play." Vivianne made a sound like a wounded animal. Someone put their arm around her shoulders. "We have identified a suspect," I continued. "Marcus Whitmore, a student here at the academy. He is currently being taken into custody. We believe he was involved in both deaths."

Alice and her squad were still at the crime scene investigating the homicide that had taken place. They were looking for any possible clues to find the murderer. Right about now she was interrogating the two neighbors if they noticed any unfamiliar occurrences last night. Mr Oscar said he was sleeping soundly last night and didn't hear anything odd in the neighborhood. "Or honey did you hear anything?" Mr Oscar asks his wife and she nods. "I heard screams" Mrs Oscar and Mrs George the second neighbor answered in unison.