Matt Death Note Novels & Stories

, Matthew greeted me with a firm handshake which I reciprocated, not able to have formal conversation with him, I directly went to the point I appointed him. "Matthew what is this??, You mentioned that you want to discuss something regarding my Anna, you conveyed about some reports in the paper given to me, can you brief", I asked him taking the couch present in the room and he sat on the chair opposite to me. "Sir, your are right regarding Anna Mam's death, according to the doctor's report given it was the major accident which caused her death at the instant,but sir there are some points we missed to notice when her death caused", he said and I looked him intently to continue, he took out a

But, the biggest shock of all, was that the woman lying dead on the ground was his ex. His wolf instantly on alert, so many thoughts and questions going through their mind. If his ex was dead, who killed her, how long had she been here, was she the one who had actually sent the note, if not her, then who? “Fuck…!” He growled, standing up, dropping the sheet. “I’m sorry…” Matt spoke. Cade acknowledged his brother’s apology, even though his ex was a real bitch, it didn’t help seeing her tortured and killed like this.

He met my eyes and in them I could see a man whose heart sagged with the weight of that every day of his life for the past six years. As I walked out the door, I hoped I would never have to see that face again. I caught up to Elias as he got into the rental car. We both slammed the doors and sat in silence for a while. “What now?" He asked finally. “We report what we know. Matt died without revealing where he kept the drive hidden or if he gave it to someone else. All the people who knew about the drive in Threston are dead. Maybe it's another dead end.” Elias sighed and started up the car without a word.

“Is there anyone else you could contact?” Rose nodded and punched in another number. “Hello?” Kimi’s voice came through the speaker. Rose burst into tears. “Oh, Kimi. I’m at the police station. I killed Matty, and a detective wants to lock me up because he’s terrified of your uncle, who is pissed and wanting to prosecute me. . . .” “Woah, there. You killed Matty?” Kimi asked with a shocked tone.

An operative who had been in proximity to Carter's death last night. Matt had found him. In less than twenty-four hours. In a city of millions, with an organization as careful as the Monkey Group, Matt Davis had identified and located one of the men responsible for Carter's death and he had responded and he had sent the response back in a plain cardboard box to be delivered by one of their own to his front gate. I stood on the gravel approach of his estate with the box in my hands and I looked at the hand and I felt something move through me that I hadn't expected and didn't immediately have a name for.

"I had one of my guys run a DNA test, and with his result, we were able to search millions of databases, only to discover that the shooter no longer exists." "What do you mean, 'no longer exists'?" Fabian queried as he tried to process the information he just received. "The shooter's name was Matteo Rossi, and he was called Matty by his friends," the Tech guy said. "Why are you talking in the past tense?" Fabian queried, "I need you to be clear when answering." Fabian took a few steps closer to the Tech guy. "That's because..." The Tech guy played a video of a funeral, and Fabian watched closely trying to understand before the Tech guy helped him out, "Matty is already dead."

“Come in.” She smiled at him and opened the door to let him in. “Hey, Rita, thanks,” he said, walking into the office. Luna stood up from her chair, immediately noticing the worried look on his face. “Hey, Matt,” she greeted him, “what’s going on?” “Hey, Luna,” he answered. “Are we all ready for takeoff? Or is something wrong?” Matt was a tall man with dark hair and green eyes, his dressing ran to the simple variety. He was around Luna’s and Rita’s age and he was a dependable and efficient employee. His handsome face scrunched in worry.

And now she is uncertain of how she will feel that Matt, her ex-fiance, is in front of her, almost beaten to a pulp, not just by their men but also by Elliot's. She walks further into the room and notices that Matt appears to be unconscious. He probably lost the energy after the beatings. As soon as she got near to him, she started to get shivers on her skin, seeing how blood almost took over his face. A part of her felt sympathy as she watched Matt struggling to breathe laboriously in front of her. Is he dying? She thought to herself. But, given the sheer number of injuries on his body, many of which she is certain were inflicted by Elliot's men and not their own crew, she believes that he

I just had to make sure that Matt didn’t have a will registered and if he did, I needed to kill whoever he’d named as beneficiary. Luckily, I knew exactly where he was, and I still had a few active people in the area. I called Frank first, but he didn’t answer. I called the next person on the list and no one answered. The next person I called was being hauled across the screen out of a warehouse. Matt’s eyes glittered with smugness as he stared into the camera. “I’m sure, in time, we’ll get to the bottom of all of this. The International Inter-Pack Authorities will have my and Warhammer Guard’s full cooperation.”

Matt suddenly stopped in his tracks, turning back. “I’m sorry, Aldo,” he said with a gun in his hand, but Aldo was faster. He quickly brought out his gun and shot him without a second thought. A bitter smile was on his lips as Matt’s body fell to the ground in a heap. His secretary ran to the room immediately. He stood up, slightly disgusted at the sight of Matt. Whether he was dead or not. Right from when he walked into the room, the tension under his skin and the way he tried to come back into his life were already screaming that there was something wrong. Aldo trusted his intuition, and he was never wrong when it came to that kind of thing.