Murder On The Orient Express Novels & Stories

Then he gave the phone to Flora to check something: It was an article about the crime that happened during their trip to the orient express. “The result came out. It was done by an unknown person. Case closed.” “Thank goodness!” said Flora while reading the article. Then she read a line that made her open her mouth in astonishment: “Faranight wasn’t poisoned! The cause of death was sinking!” “He went on board to meet his old friend and go together to where they hid some gold they stole from the mafia ten years ago. But Faranight felt a pang of huge guilt and he suicide. The other one has been taken care of by your friend Amélie.”

Orseus asked out loud as he thought to himself. “What happened first, Alex’s mugging event or accident of the duke and duchess of Worthington?” Cornelius turned to Harry and Matthew; they were the only ones who were present at the time of these events. However, the answer didn’t come from them, John spoke in a low tense voice “The murder of the duke and duchess.” “Murder?” Aglaya’s eyes widened in shock while Cornelius and Baldwin shifted their gaze towards John, with Baldwin prompting “Are you sure it was murder?”

he said Raymond nodded “What crimes?” He asked “The first one was for murdering an old couple” he said Raymond's eyes widened in shock “ he murdered someone and was given a low sentence?” He asked Ryan nodded “Who did he murder?” He asked Ryan shook his head “Just some old couples which are not known” he said and handed him the picture of the couples just then he sighted a chain on the woman's neck with a symbol of ‘M’ He adjusted in his sit just then Louis suddenly rushed out with the exact chain in her hand “Take this Ryan, Mirabel cherishes this chain” she said

Her fingers trembled slightly as she swept a cold, mocking gaze over the crowd. "The Memory Decryptor is new, so some data corruption is to be expected. Maybe Wendy altered the memories in her final moments in a bid to drag Roland down with her. After all, she was even capable of killing her own in-laws." Another of Roland's subordinates rushed in, face pale. "Chief Turner! There's been another murder in the south district. The victim was gouged of flesh and had their bones severed. The method is identical to the previous cases." Roland staggered to his feet. When he saw me sitting lifeless in the chair, his entire body shook.

Calming her with humming. "Tell us what happened. More slower this time." Sire told her with a patient tone that eased Mury into submission. "I can show you" Mury moved out of the embrace she was given by Mona. She led the way to the scene of the murder. The kitchen. The smell had already alerted them of something being completely wrong so when Mona and Sire saw the body laying on ground lifelessly it just proved their theories. "That's your father in law" Mona said the obvious. While staring at the dead man. "What happened Mu?"

“What are you guys saying? Why can't I understand your conversation? Miss Anne, explain to us how you witnessed the murder of Dr Arnold?” Anne clenched her fists, and gritted her teeth. “He killed him.” she points at me. “So he beat him up in his house. I dragged him in a suitcase and put him at the car booth. When we got to the mountain. We realized him from the suitcase. He rolled down the mountain. It was a red suitcase. I already told the police men and they retrieved the suitcase from the bush.” “So you acknowledge that you are an accomplice to the murder?” The policeman asked.

Wilbur smiled teasingly in response to the polite man with a contrasting murderous glint in his eyes. "If you are the killer responsible for the massacre at Sanders Bar, we'd have to act according to Mister Mondorra's orders and report your location to him!"

"I heard that wherever you go to the spot where the murder happens, you don't find bodies." "Yes. You are right. Mr. O'Hara's body was the only one we discovered, and that provided me with hints that the perpetrator is very dangerous. He turned his head to study the image. "I'm not sure what you are, but I'll find you," he said.

And though the night was thick with fog, Lenny swore the man looked directly at him through the glass. Nikolai tilted his head slightly, almost curious. Then, in one smooth motion, he reached inside his coat pocket. Lenny’s heart stopped right away. He didn’t need to see the gun to know it was there. "Sh*t," he breathed, fumbling for the gearshift. But before he could start the car, Nikolai’s headlights flared to life again blinding him. He shielded his eyes with his elbow, blinking hard against the harsh rays. When the light dimmed again, Nikolai’s car was gone. Vanished into the night as though it had never been there. Lenny gripped the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles turned white,

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.