Murder By The Book Lauren Elliott 소설 & 이야기

The stench of burning bodies begins to fill the air, and I know that I only have a few minutes to get out of there before the authorities show up. The doors fly open, and suddenly, Lauren comes running towards the room, screaming at the top of her lungs. Where the fuck did she come from? "How many more people are waiting for me?" I grumble. "You weren't supposed to make it out alive," her voice is shaking. "Is there anyone else?" I scream at her, and she shakes her head no. I give her a nod. Pulling my pistol out of its holster, I put a single bullet in her forehead. Her body crumbles to the ground, and I step over her on my way out.

“Why does it matter if I’m a good actor?” “Okay, so here’s the thing,” Everly said, her thumbs hooked through the pockets of her jeans. “Maura came here to get the book, but we don’t know why she wanted it right? Is there any reason that she knows of why we would know that she has it?” Jack went over what Everly had just said in his head but he wasn’t sure that he was following her. “What’s that?” “Do you think that Maura is aware that we know that she managed to steal the book?” Everly asked, speaking slowly, like she was talking to a five-year-old.

She squatted and pulled Ellen’s hair to make her look directly at her. “Slut! You seduced my fiancé! Do you think I will let you go? You will pay for that!” She smashed her head to the hard wall. The loud hit resounded with the stone and the silence. That night, when the city was illuminated and filled with happiness and expectation, a murder was taking place in the shadow of that light. Blood came oozing from Ellen’s head, the red of her every red strand of hair mixed with the dark tint of her blood.

It was a simple little cottage. Raven was just a simple girl working in a company, living in a small house from her earnings to the town. One day, that would change. One day, she'll move from the wretched Domsville, where every second was a risk. Nobody knows her as RD, except for her crew. Nobody knows anything about the murderer except for the fact that a tattoo of the two letters, RD, was permanently on his or her back. She let the police figure it out with a mistake.

Her shoulders trembled. The prosecutor continued. "Forensic analysis shows the child didn't die instantly. If he had received timely medical treatment, his survival rate would have exceeded 70 percent. It was the defendant who personally prevented rescue efforts and directly caused her son's death. "This was not negligence, and it wasn't an accident. It was a premeditated murder. She simply killed the wrong person." Esther's lawyer had no response. In the end, the judge brought down the gavel. Esther Lawson was found guilty of intentional homicide and sentenced to 15 years in prison.

She had slammed right into the innocent victim. Zachary saw the footage too. Just before Gigi was arrested by the police, Zachary rushed to Gigi's house in a frenzy and stabbed her. It felt like he had looked up the most effective way to kill someone. As soon as he stabbed her, blood gushed out of her. Gigi crumpled to the floor, her eyes wide with shock. She died before the ambulance even got there. The police were alerted and came right over to arrest Zachary. Looking into the camera of a surrounding spectator who was recording on his phone, he tearfully cried out, "I've avenged you, Mom!"

" My head shot up as my eyes locked on Alex, bloodshot and wild. My voice was raw as I barked furiously, "And when they were done, when they finally realized what they did, they panicked. Those cowards—those killers! They smashed Sharon's face in with rocks! "Then they dumped her like trash… off the steepest cliff in Deadman's Hollow!"

"Food, blankets, a change of clothes?" "A shower," he says, and he manages a weak smile. "And maybe some aspirin." I pat his hand. "You got it." "Here, buddy. Let me help you up." Davis hauls Lee up and gently guides him down the hall and to my guest bathroom. Marybelle is already pacing the living room. "It's only a matter of time before they figure out the coin at Hawthorn is a fake." "If they haven't already." She stops pacing to stare at me. "Then why are they still there?"

Realizing he hadn’t yet spoken to Brandon that evening, Aaron asked, “How have you been, Brandon?” He finished chewing and took a drink of his soda before replying, “Pretty good, I guess. Can’t complain too much. You guys doing all right?” “Yeah, busy as usual,” Aaron replied nonchalantly. Cadence caught his eyes for a second, her expression pressing him to elaborate. Aaron hesitated, not sure if the information she wanted him to share would even be important to Brandon, but after a moment, he finally continued. “We, uh, caught the Hunter that killed Elliott last week.”

“People do terrible things when jealousy consumes them. She saw Bella as the reason her marriage ended, her life fell apart. She wanted to destroy what you built with her.” I took the folder with shaking hands and drove back to the hotel in a daze. The city lights blurred through the windshield. When I got to my room, I spread everything on the bed and read it again. Slowly. Carefully. Each piece of evidence felt like another knife in my chest. Lauren had done this. She had tried to kill Bella. She had taken Avery from us. She had nearly taken Amie too. The realization broke something inside me. I sat on the edge of the bed and cried deep, gut-wrenching sobs that shook my entire body.