Novel & Cerita Mortality Walten Files

That was what he told her; she thought he was sleeping with an old woman but the truth was worse than a taboo. "Mom…mom…Are you there?" Frank asked. Ireen quickly wiped her tears, "Yes… I am here. You said….you have been sleeping with Marcus's wife?" "Yes… he used to drug her so that..." Frank tried to explain but could not get the words out of his mouth. His throat was feeling a little numb. Irreen covered her hand on her mouth, as tears began rolling down her cheeks. "I…am…dying, mom… I am dying," he whispered.

Gideon’s POV I looked at the medical file, and the words written in it were sharp and straight to the point as I continued to read it. Cause of death: wolfsbane ingestion. I read it once, twice, a third time. The letters blurred but not because of my eyes, the words were written perfectly but it was because of my fury which clouded them. My hands crumbled the file unconsciously as I tried to control my breathing. Wolfsbane again.

I knelt down and began sorting through the papers with shaking hands. The first file I picked up made my blood freeze. It was labeled "CASE #47 - RESOLVED" and contained photos of a woman I didn't recognize. Inside were medical records, psychiatric evaluations, and a death certificate. The woman had supposedly committed suicide three months after being committed to a private facility. I grabbed another file. "CASE #63 - RESOLVED." Another woman, another suicide, another family destroyed. File after file, dozens of them, all marked the same way. All women who had become inconvenient to someone powerful. All dead.

"Coded directives. Authorizations for 'asset retirement' and 'acquisition.' Remus cracked the encryption. It's all here, Jason. The Caelthorn family, the cleanup crew... even the order to silence the coroner. All of it was sourced from Kairos's private server." Jagua slammed his fist on the table, making the dagger jump. "That son of a bitch. He murdered your whole family and wrote it off as a business expense." “And not only that, after he murdered them, he put them in a plane and made it crash over the ocean so it could look like an accident and their bodies could never be recovered.” Klaus said, reading the files, “It's all here.”

I rubbed my slightly sweaty palm on my lab coat before opening the file. My eyebrows furrowed as I tried to make sense of what I was looking at. There were reports, I realized as I flipped through the pages. Reports of werewolves that had died. I raised my palm to my mouth, shocked at the number. There were almost twenty of them and they had all died within the last two weeks. I reared my head back in surprise. That was quite a large number for such a small time frame. I frowned when I noticed the most recent death was only a few hours ago. They hadn't caught the killer yet?

"All I will do is sort through them so they are separated into where the wolves are." "Fine." His word is groaned, and he calls in William. Sitting, I go through the file while listening to them talk. I have separated most of the paper into piles: one for the wolves that have died, one for the wolves stored, another for sold, and then one that says tester. I don't know what that means. "Kellan is back." I jump up and walk to the door. "Xenia, don't push him, or he will just walk out again."

Glen straightened himself, suddenly cold and authoritative again as he stared fixedly at Walter. "A child of our family must not die under such mysterious circumstances." "Exactly," Zac growled, repressing his rage. "I can't let my son's death go unanswered. And I want to know why!" "Naturally, I've come prepared," Walter said, pulling out a stack of documents compiling evidence of Les Turnbull and Neil Turnbull's crimes, including photo evidence. "Hey. Look," Susan noticed Frank sitting in a corner without a care just then and nudged Walter to look.

--- Ilyra remained awake. --- One final file rested open in front of her. Old. Very old. Almost deleted. --- She turned the last page. Read the final notation. Then froze. --- SUCCESSFUL REINTEGRATION SUBJECT REPORTED NO FURTHER ATTACHMENT DISTRESS --- Beneath it: --- SUBJECT EXPIRED ELEVEN DAYS LATER --- No cause of death. No explanation. No supplemental report. Nothing. --- Just success. Then death. --- Ilyra stared at the page.