One Arranged Murder Novels & Stories

"It was premeditated murder, wasn't it?" "Yes, it was premeditated murder," said Noel, interrupting Hendrick who was about to answer. The lanky man held out a folder, making Elden accept it quickly. "You can read in there, I've summarized all the cases that happened in the past few weeks. Everything is interconnected." Elden looked at the first page of the journal thoughtfully. There was a photo of Alicia and her profile there. Elden's brow furrowed, he then looked at Nicholas with a look that Nicholas did not understand.

It read: "At about noon yesterday, Emily and Tony, the song writing duo recently embroiled in controversy over the use of their award winning song by Isabella and Isaiah Morov were found dead in Tony's apartment. It is believed that the murdered gained access to the apartment at about 3 o clock after which he brutally murdered the two songwriters. There was no evidence of a weapon being used. As at this time, there is no suspect but law enforcement agents are currently working on solving the face. If was also found that a neighbor of Tony's had also been murdered in her apartment. Officers are unsure if there two incidents are related." "I-I can't believe this," I whispered. A feeling of dre

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.

BRANDON Four weeks later, preceding Alfio’s case investigation, the prosecution office has Marcus Katrakis and Annette Teller arrested by the UK police and transported to New York, where they committed the crime of murder. I am now facing the man who killed Mom and Elga, with a glass wall dividing us. He has a number plate over the left breast of a gray uniform, wearing the same as the rest of the criminals inside.

There was this connection that had multiple layers of sequences that could distort one's brain by merely trying to fix the puzzle. It was like in the movie 'Knives Out!'. There was a hole inside another hole. Edmond, Kristien, the rich man, the deaths of these few people like Mr. Winston, the kidnap of Beatrix, Colton and Blake, the deaths of those few people in the bridge, and the attack in the inauguration. Many things just didn't seem right. Jameson knew that his ex-boss Colton and his father Blake were actual murderers and played a major part in this case, but there was something bigger, someone bigger who was intent in causing bigger harm in the city.

"Who are the family members of the patient? We received a report from the hospital and need to look into the situation." Sophie immediately lunged at them. "Officers! It's her! My daughter-in-law! She went over to give my mother-in-law medicine yesterday! She murdered her!" The officers turned their gazes to me. "Miss, did you deliver medicine to the deceased yesterday?" "I did, but—" "Where is the pill bottle now?" Leon finally spoke up, his voice chillingly calm. "Officers, the bottle should still be on the coffee table at my grandma's place. It's bound to have my wife's fingerprints on it, since she's the one who was taking care of it."

Instead, it was a news alert from a tabloid site. TOP STORY: Is the Matthews-Quinn Wedding Cursed? Business Crisis May Delay the Merger. Adrian grabbed a heavy glass from the side table and hurled it at the TV. The screen shattered, the screen immediately turned black. "It’s not over," he hissed into the room. He wasn't thinking about spies or traitors. He was convinced this was just a streak of bad luck and incompetent employees. He picked up his phone and dialed his private security head.

And in her left hand, there was something there; tightly gripped in her still warm, but dead hand. It hadn’t been long, and soon the headmaster arrived. He too, was in shock at the scene that happened at his school. Making everyone leave, he soon realised something out of the ordinary. The hair color and even some of the jewelry that was on the, still warm, corpse. He then realized this wasn’t a normal murder. Sighing, the headmaster still couldn’t make out who the girl was. Afraid of the worst, he left the shower and called the police. This would be in the papers for weeks, or longer. Something like this didn’t really happen in a small town. Especially since it had been over 20 years since

I grabbed Linda's head and forced her to face me as I screamed at her almost hysterically. "Tell me! How did my parents really die?!" A deafening crash sounded outside as police officers broke through the door. They approached Linda and showed their badges. "We've found evidence linking you to a murder committed many years ago. You need to come with us and cooperate with the investigation." Linda trembled so fiercely that she could not speak. Another officer approached Jenny. "Ms. Jenny Moore, the weight-loss biotechnology company registered under your name is suspected of illegally harvesting fat cells. You'll need to come with us as well."

she asked. I shook my head. I had five people on my list that could have their reasons for wanting me dead. One, Mr. Norlan, a mob boss who committed murder. I didn’t hold back to get him behind bars. Unfortunately, I didn’t have enough information to link him to the mob even though we all knew this. He was served a few years. The second was Mrs. Warren, involved with human trafficking. She looked me dead in the eyes and told me she was going to get back at me at all cost but she died in prison not long after.