Murder Inc Story Novels & Stories

It’s been a month before their last cases, and now they are taking a new risky adventure. "I like it when you're like this, adventure is waving Jane!" Austine exclaimed, who was eager to end this series of murders, and finding out who is the murderer was one of the best and fun parts, discovering shreds of evidence and making the murderer pay is satisfying, a job where she is dedicated to doing to help others.

The man pushed Mason, left his wheelchair next to where I was standing, and went to sit down with Dante. "I’ll have a Bloody Mary; it’s very bloody in here," the man said as he looked at Dante and smiled. Then the two men were staring at my pathetic self. The police arrived just as I was about to run away from the scene, and they caught me before I could get away. Blood. Blood was everywhere, and I began to regret my actions. Dante played me; he knew I was obsessed with him and knew how far I would go for him. He made me kill. I tried to run, but I was too late; the police had already arrived. "Candice Murray, you are under arrest for the murder of June Blackwood, for a conspiracy against Mr

Letting out a growl she runs to the area, the bricked walls not so high but in the height where a human cannot climb, she walks in, the interior is the walls of separate rooms in different heights, where some are short one wall and some are two, typically like a maze. Cautiously she tramples across the bare land, her eyes catching every corner. Her movements stop, she steps back leaning on to the large wall...The sound of footsteps get closer... She jumps forward when a familiar man comes to her view, the man who murdered Philips's son, she read through the files in Mintz’s office to find out whether Mintz had known about it and as expected he did know, he knows everything behind the AIM’s c

Geneva walked through her trembling feet and thinking what she have done to arrest her, While she's walking backward, she heard "Put a handcuffs of him," "Him?" she said, when she turned around she saw they arresting a man, A man who threw the gun at her a while ago, he was arrested by committing a crime nearer, One of the cops staring at Geneva while shook his head, Geneva smiles out of embarrassment with her hand's up, She looked at her arms and annoyed that it still up, she let cops leave first before she let her arms down,

A month later, the police informed me that the case was fully resolved. Adam–driven to despair after being rejected by the woman he idolized– confessed to everything. As it turned out, the moment he learned about our booking at the countryside guesthouse, he began planning the entire crime. He murdered the village doctor in cold blood, dismembered the body, packed it into a suitcase, and placed it in my car. He even hired a salon girl to pose as his lover, feeding her a script to follow. Afterward, he paid her a large sum and sent her out of the province.

On the day my uncle, Steve Chapman, showed signs of heart failure, my mother, Irina Cress, drugged my father, Sean Chapman, and placed him on the surgery table. His heart was taken by force and transplanted into Steve, which extended Steve’s life for an additional 10 years. I left home after that incident and studied hard. I eventually earned admission to a medical research university because I ranked first in my class. After 10 years, I developed an artificial heart and became a sought‑after expert in the medical field. Many people came to me and hoped to be placed on the list for an artificial heart. My assistant, Lewis Henderson, handed me the latest list of applicants. Steve’s name ap

They’ve taken the lives of too many of my kind, so I will take their pups. Ten bodies lay sprawled in the middle of Millennium Park, in an open area for anyone to see. I may be a ruthless killing machine, but I’m smart. We do our business in the dark of night, careful not to draw attention we don’t need. We may be demons, but we look as human as can be, so being arrested by these worthless cops really puts a damper on our plans. It’s near impossible to explain to a judge why a cop goes from questioning you for murder to becoming a lifeless zombie and letting you walk. Been there; done that. “Alistair,” I call out to the most senior of my personal security.

CHAPTER 162 : The Scent Of Power. ( Beverly Hills, California. ) "Satisfying a bunch of gossip mongers is the least of our problems right now. No one will be giving any other further information until we find the Empress. So stick with the plan." Elva stated, and she nodded before returning to her work. Just then, Max knocked and walked in. "Ma'am, there's been another murder." He reported. "A Kelion?" "Yes." He answered and dropped a couple of snapshots on the table.

Merlina's P.O.V. "The devastating murder of a married couple occurred just two hours before we arrived at the scene at apartment number 210. Neighbors say that they heard a terrifying scream followed by a loud thump. But before they had a chance to inspect the noise the two were already dead and the suspects were no where to be found." The news reporter spoke. I set my plate on the counter next to me before I focused my attention closer to the screen trying to hear every detail.

ZARA’S POV The sound of sirens was the first thing that tore through the silence. She woke up to pounding on the door—harsh, angry fists against the wood, echoing through the penthouse. Her heart dropped. Lucien wasn’t even out of bed when she reached for her robe, pulling it tight against her trembling body. “Zara Moretti Black?” “Yes?” “You’re under arrest for the murder of Dr. Morgan.” Her world tilted. “What?” she breathed, but the men in black suits didn’t flinch. Their badges glimmered under the morning light. For a moment, she thought she was dreaming—until she saw the handcuffs.