Novel & Cerita Novel Suspect

Salvatore: I underlined her name twice. “The matriarch. The shadow puppet master. Probably drinks wine and plots my death by candlelight. Strong suspect.” Finally, I wrote VIVIAN in big bold letters, almost ripping through the paper. “The vixen. The sister who stands to benefit from my death the most. Definitely my top suspect, just no evidence yet.” I took a dramatic step back to admire my work, like a painter who just finished her masterpiece. “Behold… the Suspect Board of Doom.”

In movies, it mostly implied that someone had died or a robbery had taken place and so the suspects needed to be questioned. Was i a suspect? I cleared my throat, "I was at my house". "From the hours of eleven pm to one in the morning, you're sure you were at your place?" I was already irritated about the accusatory tone in his voice, "please detective, what's this about?" He looked deeply into my eyes like he was contemplating trusting me or not. He must've heard about me from hjs colleagues, I do have a relationship with the law because I try to avoid crimes and he seemed to be new and he knew nothing about me other than what he had heard.

“I know, right? But it's just a suspect. We're not sure of it yet. We can't say anything until we're sure and there is evidence. For now, we'll stick to it being a suspicion.” “Who is it?” She asked, hoping a miracle could happen. “Spencer Bennett!” **** A/N Creation is hard. If you're enjoying this book, please leave a review. Also, updates will be daily from hence. Love, Suxi!

While he was writing some things down on the piece of paper that was in front of him, he turned to me and stated, "First of all, I do need to know if you still have someone in mind as a suspect that might have done this." I was quiet because I was trying to think through whether there was anyone that I was suspecting, and I found out that I did not have anyone else on my mind as a suspect. As a result, I kept my mouth shut. "I don't have anyone on my mind, and I think the only one that is the top suspect now as you have said is Oliver," I remarked as I calmly looked him in the eyes while making those words. "I don't have anyone that comes to mind."

There are no victims around but only the unconscious suspect who's laying down at the wet floor. 'Huh? Then where is the person who gave the tip?' Mingyu wondered while approaching the suspect. The knife on the suspect's hand will proved as strong evidence for the crime he committed and he will commit. Of course, Mingyu didn't forget to check each cubicle. Yet he found no one inside. Now looking back at the suspect, he noticed a note behind the body. Mingyu picked up the note and read it out loud.

I quickly start reading the mail. “Sorry sir that I have to mail you. It would be better if I could talk you in phone but I don’t want to disturb you. So please see this when you are free. We found some suspect which the nurse identify. And it is a bit strange to believe but Hayden Gracia is also in the suspect list. And the man we caught before has commit suicide. That’s all I gather for now. -LOUISE”

“How can I not worry? To think that Luke’s father is included to the list of suspect is bad enough and what will happen when he really is the culprit? What will happen to this marriage? Pearl will be heartbroken.” I couldn’t stand straight and think right, and what is his motive anyway? He doesn’t have a criminal record and he’s a boring person who follows his wife wherever she goes. I read the paper again and again and saw that he’s a suspect because when incident happen he’s there and he has this aura of being conscious when things go bad. “Really? This is all based on your feelings and not backed up with evidence?” “I’ve never been wrong, and I will prove it to you. But for now just obser

Julian leaned back in his chair, his sharp eyes scanning the documents in front of him. "What’s the unique hook? There are dozens of murder mysteries out there," he asked, his tone cool and demanding. The department head hesitated. “The twist lies in the suspect’s dual life. By day, she’s a respected marine biologist; by night, she’s connected to a secret network that operates just outside the law. The romance develops as the investigator uncovers her secrets, making him question his moral boundaries.” Selena scribbled down as much as she could, but her handwriting was getting messier by the second. Julian’s presence, combined with her inability to keep up, made her hands tremble slightly.

Her hands tightened around the case files, the paper crumpling beneath her grip. Was Damian Voss a suspect? Or was he something worse? Evelyn leaned back in her chair, rubbing her head, the weight of the evidence pressing down on her. It wasn’t enough to make an arrest, but it all pointed in one direction—Damian Voss. Billionaire. Businessman. Untouchable. And somehow, connected to these murders. Her thoughts were interrupted by a noise—something shifting outside her window. Evelyn tensed, reaching for her gun. She lived on the fourth floor. No one should be out there.

That was a gift. She’ll want to know more. She’ll dig. And when she can’t find answers, she’ll turn suspicious. And suspicion turns affection into doubt faster than fire consumes dry leaves. I stood and brushed the dust from my trousers. This is how it begins. No clinic. No file. No trace. It’s his word against mine—and I’ve been in Havindelle a lot longer than he has. By the time I got back to my room, the candle on my desk was already burning low. I sat and opened my notebook, flipping to the page I had marked earlier.