Novel & Cerita Petit Family Killers

The Gardner relatives watched the video, and their expressions shifted from shock to rage. Felix turned purple with anger and immediately pulled out his phone to call the police. "Hello, officer? I want to report a crime! My niece, Vivian Gardner, and her apprentice, Tyler Lambert, killed her parents and even trashed their graves! Please come arrest these two animals right away!" The police arrived quickly and forcibly separated Vivian and Tyler, who were still fighting in the dirt. Vivian knelt on the ground, hair disheveled, and screamed at the officers while pointing at Tyler. "It was him! He prepared the oysters! He poisoned my parents on purpose!"

Reign said while carrying Baby Reid. "Didn't they hire a lot of men? Almost two thousand men, they must have gone through that quickly," Kian continued. "Kian.." his father cut him off. Lucas sighed and rolled his eyes. "If you want to be saved, don't complain or say anything; only Lyon's order is important right now. "Oh yeah, we don't even know what's going on, why did we get involved in your family's mess?" Kian replied, annoyed. Lucas frowned, he approached Kian. “Can you hear yourself? The Petersons are taking our family back because Kevin killed their youngest child.” Lucas replied.

That evening, blood soaked into the white marble floor. Everywhere I looked, there was nothing but a sickening wash of red. The news that the Alpha and Luna had been murdered by their adopted daughter sent shockwaves through the entire Moonlight Pack. The fury of the people reached a fever pitch. Everyone was screaming for me to be burned at the stake. But in the face of a thousand punishments, I never said a single word. The case dragged on for over a year with no progress.

Jessica uttered walking at the front of the table showing her professionalism. “Back to the case huh.” Snapped Diego placing his glasses back on. “His name is Ben Sanchez. French. He was born on the ninth of April nineteen fifty seven. He was an officer in the CPD and retired eight years ago. The three young men who were found dead with were relatives. Two sons and the other a nephew. The other old man was his brother Ramio Sanchez. “Wrapping it all up. This was a family slaughter. The question is. Why did he do it? “Jessica continued.

“I pulled everything I could find from local archives. So, uh, you three into true crime?” William had just wandered over from the magazine rack. He leaned on the table, raising an eyebrow. “Something like that. Why?” The man lifted a fragile yellowed newspaper like it was a sacred text. The main headline screamed something about the Titanic, but his finger tapped at a smaller article tucked on the side: FATHER MURDERS FAMILY, TAKES OWN LIFE. William pointed at it. “Yeah. That sounds like what we’re looking for.” “The whole family?” Alexandra asked, voice tightening.

Worth something. That face was gone now. “They started it,” Matteo said, voice low but steady. “The Cottis killed our family first.” Diego looked up fast. “What are you talking about?” “I mean exactly what I said,” Matteo said. “When Dominic was nine years old, our family—his parents, his older brother—were all murdered. Slaughtered in cold blood.” “And it was the Cottis?” Max asked, his voice hoarse. “Yeah,” Matteo nodded. “Orders came from her father. We know that now. It was a power play.”

Pete let out a sigh, "The man that murdered my family is dead, thanks to Alpha Ronan. Ronan is a friend to me. It was just too hard to go back there after everything. It's been years now. Things have changed." "What if they haven't though? We may be rogues Pete, but I know that you have heard the rumors about their Alpha. How he murdered his own parents and his uncle, while he was just sixteen. Hell, they say he basically slaughtered his whole packs families. What kind of monster does that? You just want to go back to that and trust him?"

He was massive—like a giant straight out of the wilderness. Gigi's eyes widened. She looked at JD, but he just winked at her as he headed to the shower room. "Really? I'm going on missions now?" Gigi couldn't control her racing heart. She'd been waiting for this moment. During her training, JD hadn't stopped investigating who was really behind her family's murder. She learned it was Arnold McIntosh, Elvira's father. The man had countless skeletons in his closet. It turned out he had a habit of raping minors and disposing of their bodies when he was done with them.

"Mikey, you have to grow up well, okay? Only if you grow up well can you marry a woman someday." Upon seeing that, I slowly held Austin out and said, "Martha, Michael is dead, but we have mini Mikey here. Do you want to hold him? He's your grandson!" I deliberately emphasized the last word. As if possessed, Martha snapped her gaze upward and glanced at the newborn in my arms. Instead of recognition, her face twisted in horror before she shoved Austin away. Then, she stood up and darted into the corner, crouching down as if trying to hide.

I say that and Mom agrees. She tells Simmons about the changes that happened, and Simmons takes down Fabrice’s name and starts asking us questions about him. He asks if we think he could have done this and I don’t know; my mother doesn’t either. She tells Simmons that it’s possible he resented my father for trying to convince Pierre that he made a mistake and that Camille was deserving, also adding that Pierre’s killer has not been found and Fabrice is the suspect.