Nick Browning Killer Novels & Stories

he snapped. I held his gaze, unflinching. “Do we?” I asked, “Because last I checked, Briggs knew the risks of murdering his own wife in his own home. And now the Feds are closing in, and he’s looking for a way out?" Niko’s jaw tightened, “He’s been useful, Alessandro. And he’s got information on all of us—on you. The Feds found his fingerprints on the murder weapon that killed his wife. They’re gonna nail him to the wall, and if he flips—”

The news was about last evening so I watched it. "News flash! Another victim was found in an abandoned tobacco factory at 9:30 pm police officers were still working with the crime scene". "Me and Detective Watson are working on the case don't worry that psycho will be contained soon but for now we should be careful". Nick was broadcasted on the news. He looks charming as ever. His brown eyes stared through the camera as if he was looking right at me. I turned off the T.V before I get any more distracted. Took my stuff and leave the house. As I'm on my way to the office, I can't help myself but wonder about my dream. It is surely disturbing but I can't remember what happened so I just brush i

The first thing that caught my eye was the breaking news written in bold and Niklaus Rogers in cuffs. NIKLAUS ROGERS ARRESTED FOR THE MURDER OF MICHEAL GIBBINS I didn't need to be Sherlock Holmes to know who did this. "Damn it, dad!" I cursed lowly. He did this. I told him to behave and he still went ahead to misbehave!

This is already the fifth case this month. The killer was nicknamed "Blue Smoke" by the police. He committed the crime and disappeared without a trace. That gives any veteran investigator a headache. The common point of all five cases is that the victims targeted by the perpetrators are all from the elite.

She clawed at the dirt, ripping through the soil until blood streaked the earth. "Glen... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Nick never lifted his head. He knelt beside me and tore the straps off my wrists. Then he pulled me out of the chair, gathering my blood-soaked body into his arms. Facing the wolves around the platform, Nick's voice cut through the silence. "You've all seen the truth. The killer is Caroline—my birth mother. I'll find her myself. I'll use her blood to honor the heart she carved out of my father fifteen years ago."

He undid his all-black tie and shimmied out of his black suit jacket, tossing both articles of clothing to the floor as he prepared to dive into his research. “Let’s see…” he opened his laptop and began typing. “Crowman.” He typed in Nikki’s last name and pressed enter. Thorn’s eyes widened as articles, news reports, interviews, and videos about the case appeared on his screen. “Jesus…” He gasped as he looked over the information presented to him. “Ana Crowman was arrested after attempting to murder her twin children in a crazed frenzy.” He read.

His thoughts wandered back to a past filled with pain and loss, a past that fueled the flames of revenge burning within him. Ten years ago... Nate Brown's life took a dark turn, plunging him into a world of grief and betrayal. His younger brother, Alex, a promising young man with dreams of a bright future, became the victim of a hit-and-run incident. The driver responsible for Alex's death was none other than Felix Anderson, a member of a powerful and influential family in the coastal town.

“For the last time, no. Duke is nothing to me but a piece of meat I am simultaneously using for the purpose of cleansing my palate of Nick-Fucking-Jin, and getting information for our assignment before I turn him into a literal piece of meat.” Even I don’t believe the words at this point. Clearly, Mary Sue doesn’t either as all she says is, “Sure thing.” Ignoring her, I pull out my phone and send a text message to Zeke: “Another murder in hotel. Not sure who/where/when. Fuzz has not approached me for ?’s yet. More info?” Less than a minute later, I get a response: “Gimme a few.” And sure enough, barely five minutes later, I get another text: “Vic = Johnson Brown. 33 male. Killed in his room,

- Accused: Rodrigo Barrett. - Date: 29th August 2015, 3.30 AM. - Lawyer: Diana Smith. - Appointed by: Anita Barrett. - Suspects: 6 - Weapon: Pistol, shot to the forehead. The next page held details about the murder. Nick Mills left Rodrigo's house at 2 am and Rodrigo was back home by 3 am. It is a 30-minute drive from Rodrigo's to Nick's place. Forensic says Nick was killed between 3.00 to 4.00 am. Shot by a .32 caliber pistol and no weapon was found at the crime scene. The shot was fired straight to his forehead from just a few feet distance which means he knew the murderer and died on the spot.

I said to him as I threw a knife to his left thigh. Nick has gotten me a profile record about the man. His name is Jame Brown and is known for the habit of drugging girls in clubs and then having his way with them. And for some reason he was never caught. Well I guess his luck ran out then. Because just as I swore to him, today will be the last day he will breathe. “What does being in this condition feel like?” I asked him and he made no attempt to say anything and so I threw another knife and stabbed his right arm.