Pay It Forward Criminal Minds の小説・ストーリー

"First, some of the money used to pay for the crimes against my family is sometimes traced here, even the go-ahead order. So for that reason, I have a technology that will trace any money leaving this pack by any means, and if you are found out to be the one involved in trying to kidnap my mate, then you are as good as dead. Also, everyone has to write down how they used their money for each month. Many people gasped, and one person raised their hand. "What?" I asked her. "What if someone uses your phone or your card to make payments without your permission?" Hayden let go of my hand and leaned closer, "Then I guess you have to hold your card well or report to Beta Lucien with the name of th

Not good, this isn't a good sign! He has his fist clenched when he advances a step in my direction. "I fucking paid for her!" He growls out. Growl! Though I get goosebumps and my heart is about to jump out of my chest, my shock overtakes my fear and my mouth fall open, "Paid?! What the fuck, dude? You people are crazy!" My eyes take a survey and see no one alarmed by the claim. This may be a criminal social Hub or a meet-up conference for sick people. I gotta get out of here.

I couldn't believe that my mom betrayed me countless of times. "No! I am pretty sure that you will have your first customer tonight! Isn't that great?" she told me smiling "I've already sent your Mother the payment for you," I immediately backed away to get out of this disgusting place. I still have a chance to go home completely tonight. "Wait! I already paid your body. Don't run away from me!" she shouted angrily at me. I didn't look back at her anymore and went straight outside but I hadn't gone far yet when someone grabbed and hold my arms forcefully. I winced but still calming myself.

Reaper. I stared at the blood splattered across my white shirt in disgust. I'll probably throw it out. It's ruined now. I turned to face my victim with a sigh, ''Did I not...warn you not to make a mess?'' ''You fucking bastard!'' He yelled, blood flying out of his bloodied mouth. The blood landed on my pants this time. ''I hope you rot in hell. Fuck you! Fuck y-'' I yanked his head back by the hair and slowly raised a knife up to his eyeball. Trying to calm my breathing, I started to draw circles across his left eyelid with the knife. ''I told you...don't. Make. A. Mess.''

We got there and instructed him what we need to check and he immediately played it backward for us to see what really happened. As he moved it backward, my eyes caught something and I told him to stop. “Please zoom it,” I said to him and he did as instructed. “Hey, look at the guy pushing it away,” Salvage said pointing at the screen “Yeah, Zoom it closer, please,” I told him as I narrowed my brow. “Gosh! He is really the one, that guy is a criminal,” I said with my left arm akimbo and my right hands placed on my forehead.

He roared hysterically at the officers, "Officers! Arrest him! Arrest him! He deliberately spilled water on the power strip! He wanted to burn his brother alive! He's an arsonist! Take him away and execute him!" The officers frowned deeply, looking at the three-year-old child sobbing on the ground, then back at Dad, who was still raging. One of them barked, "Calm down, Mr. Werther! He's only three! A three-year-old cannot be held criminally or civilly liable!" "But he did it on purpose! He was born evil!" Dad howled in despair. Then, as if something had struck him, he suddenly went rigid. He stopped struggling, and his eyes became hollow and lifeless. He slowly turned his head and looked at

They stood frozen in horror at the scene before them. And then, without hesitation, they snapped the handcuffs around Leonard's wrists. He fought back with all his strength, his bloodied hands reaching desperately for the heart. "No! I have to save her! Let me do the transplant first. Please, I beg you!" He dropped to his knees, pleading with them. But the officers merely looked at him with cold finality. "We have all the evidence," he said. We know everything you've done over the years." They had evidence of how he orchestrated Mom's death and slowly poisoned me over time. My private investigator found proof of all of it.

“Blame you. Break the truce. Unleash Dark Mountain full force. Take your land. Kill everyone who stands in the way.” The words hit the room like smoke. Adam’s hands curled into fists. “Including my sister.” The male rogue’s gaze flicked away. That told Adam everything he needed to know. Matthew exhaled slowly. “We’re done here.” Adam didn’t move yet. His voice was quiet, deadly. “One more thing.” The female rogue tilted her head. “Yeah?” Adam’s eyes locked on hers. “Who paid you?” The female’s gaze hardened. “Cash. Unmarked. Delivered through hands.”

He shouted, “Just as I thought! I noticed it the moment they walked in! They kept glancing over at you. I knew something shady was going on. “You’re the ones in cahoots. I’m reporting all of you. I’m calling Ms. Lowes to tell her that her own people are trying to team up with an outsider to blackmail me!” The onlookers watched how confident he seemed and could not help but feel worried. “It was no wonder Lucky Mart never got in trouble. I’ve called in complaints so many times, but nothing ever happened. It seems they have connections.” “This has blown up too much! There’s no way whoever he knows has enough pull to save him now.”