Pay It Forward Criminal Minds Novels & Stories

Memories of their past encounters flooded Miguel's mind, intertwining with his current investigation. A devious idea began to take shape in Miguel's thoughts. If Chris was indeed responsible for Tyler's death, Miguel desired to exact his own form of justice. In a twisted turn of fate, he himself had sent Chris a horrid gift in the past, a malevolent act driven by a vengeful impulse. Now, it seemed fitting to reciprocate with a gift of equal malice.

Mark declared with conviction. While brainstorming at the office, Mark was startled by a text message from an unknown number: *"Miss Courtney Bagaskara ordered me to do it. But I don’t want to go to jail. I was just following orders. I’ve sent evidence to the Bagaskara Group office addressed to Mr. Mark. Please forgive me for what I’ve done. I swear never to commit such crimes again. Our brief conversation reminded me of my late mother. I couldn’t forgive myself if I caused another mother to die. Please forgive me."*

If we can find just one thing—anything—connecting him to these acts, we can act against him. Logan was curious about my words at my mouth “but how can you do this?” A fire was burning deep inside me-which had been fueled by determination to face my past and unravel the mystery surrounding Franco Gil's death. I knew that to reach Thorne Crimson I'd have to infiltrate his world, and that required a plan that would get me in. "I have a plan." He gazed up from the pile of papers, curiosity wearing a thin smirk on his face mixed with concern.

She wants to do something she will never regret. After the death of lawyer Mintz the statement of the accident was stated that, a client of his wanted to get rid of him as Mintz bribed him and blackmailed that he would turn over the table if the cash is not paid. His reputation is being spoiled all over the news and social media. Her thoughts drift to the back of her mind when Riley steps in, he buckles up his seatbelt and turns to his right glancing at Aiden who is absent minded. "You Okay?," He asks softly knitting his brows.

Macsmith said, and he ended up with the phone conversations, Macsmith said to himself, “see me, see trouble coming my way, this girl wanted to take revenge on me because of the money, and I did part of the job, she's still want her money back, and again she want to use me to start her criminal activities, no, It can't work, I'm not scared of her, but for the fact that she Is a woman, I need to be scared” Macsmith said, and he packed his luggage and he left Southern area to unknown place, and he switched off all his phones,

MATTEO I has panicked when I saw Rosa struggling with someone in the garden. I came out for fresh air and luckily I was able to save her from being kidnapped I didn't hesitate to shit the bastard when I saw her go limp in his arms. Nobody can touch what's mine and go free. I brought her inside, informing Theo to take care of the dead man's body. It's a good thing Rosa had just passed out, it would take few minutes before she gains consciousness again

"First, she wired five thousand dollars to my account for good-will and for something the authorities would see when and if I was caught, as the original payment for the crime I commited" "So there's more?" I asked with an arched eyebrow and he nodded. "I was only to do the act IF Mia gets caught before she um- she kills the woman. I was instructed to only act if she gets arrested. " He hung his head in shame as my anger boiled again. This all could've still be avoided. "You were going to kill an innocent woman? That's completely against what you PLEDGED! How many murderers have you taken down huh? Now you want to be one of them?"

Ian muttered, fiddling with his tie. Zhedya just smirked. "You'll get used to it. This is your world now." Then the parade started. Zhedya dragged him from one stuffy suit to another. "Commissioner, meet Ian Parker. The genius behind 'Feral Minds'. He took down the Swift Strangler, you know. My brilliant boy." Ian wanted to sink through the floor. My boy. The words felt like a collar. Across the room, Callista watched it all go down with a bad feeling in her gut. Zhedya never let Ian breathe.

"I'll beat you to death, you piece of trash!" I crouched on the ground, clutching my head as blood ran from my nose down past my lips. Despair filled my chest. What did I even do wrong? I kept asking myself. It was just two letters. How did that turn me into some unforgivable criminal? Then I suddenly remembered something a friend once mentioned. There was an underground therapist out in the suburbs. Someone who specialized in handling… strange cases. With nowhere else to go, I took the few hundred dollars I had left and followed the address my friend had given me.

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