Romans & histoires Petit Family Killers

Laura was cuffed, and the onlooking neighbors whispered among themselves. My parents were weeping uncontrollably, beating their chests in despair and staring at their daughter, who had murdered her own sister for selfish desire. They no longer knew what to say. From childhood, their youngest daughter had always been sweet and well-behaved. When had she turned so vicious and cold-blooded? “Mom, Dad! Please save me! Hurry and get a lawyer to write a letter of forgiveness. My sister is already dead. I’m your only child now!”

Xavier kind of guessed it. One of the police officers took out a tab and then placed it on the table right before his eyes. "What is it?" "We tracked down where their families are and found something strange. The moment the guys killed themselves, their family got killed too." "What?" "Yes. One of the guys had a child around eleven months and they even killed him. They're too cruel." The officer asserted so. "Collect all the details you guys can and let me know right away." "Yes, Mr Bryant. We will do that as soon as we get some leads."

buried in his records, everything clicked into place. The Moretti family had their hands in everything, they were more than criminals; they were a dynasty of blood and power. Martinez wasn’t just some low-life who got lucky with an early release. He was a tool, a pawn that had been molded into something far worse. Before he walked free, a man had been killed in that prison—someone who had crossed the Moretti family. It was clearly a message—a warning—a reminder of what happened to those who opposed them. And Martinez had been the executioner.

Back to the creeps and the money and the ache in my muscles that never quite went away. I thought about America sometimes. About the family Mum never talked about properly. A grandma who apparently tried. Some person named Riley who Mum mentioned once when she was really drunk. Letters she wrote years ago and never sent. Part of me wanted to find them. Ask why they let a pregnant girl run so far. Another part of me was too tired and too angry to care.

“So, you didn’t think what your son did concerned you? Is that why you allowed him back into your life? Even after Mrs. Peterson directly warned you of potential danger?” “I thought they had changed.” Agent Smiley looked up from his notebook, a skeptical eyebrow cocked. “Really, Mr. Peterson. Are you aware of the Diaz family? Their history?” “Their reputation you mean? Reputation is nothing but gossip.” “I was thinking more of their extensive record of brutal crime.” “Oh.” “What are your dealings with them?” “None,” I said flatly. Agent Smiley made a note, his expression was impossible to read. “What about Bennett Klien?” he asked.

He should have found me by now if he has the information I asked him to get. “Hey, I was just coming to find you,” he said to me. “And I was looking for you. Did you find out anything about Mr. LeVert?” I asked. “Yes and it's scary even for me,” he said and I swallowed hard. “Tell me,” I said. “I stumbled upon a police report about a family whose five daughters were killed,” he said and I gasped. “The name of the family is LeVert and he was the prime suspect,” Martin said and my eyes widened.

The two family’s had always been close. Bailey Everleigh never thought too much about it until the summer that everything changed. She had been raised with her own family, and theirs was always nearby as well. They did almost everything together. She had always thought it was because both were large families. They understood the way things were done in them that people who didn’t have eight-plus kids could never.

"No matter whether it was the Cannon Family, the Clemon Family, the Das Family, or the Michel Family, we are all humans. As long as we are human, we make mistakes. There is no such thing as a perfect existence. Every family has skeletons in the closet, and the Cannon's couldn't avoid it too." He continued, "I have a relative. He's the son of an uncle. He became a killer and killed a lot of people. He was even on the Killer List. Our family sent people out to catch him many times, but no one ever succeeded. In the end, he was shot in his groin, and he lost his fertility. You see, we even have people committing murders and arson in our Family.." Achoo! Somewhere in the cybercafé, Anthony sneez

“And how do you know that he's gay?” “Didn't you see the video that was posted? Good think I took the link before it gets taken down,” Saige dropped it on the group. “Holy shit! I knew he was an odd ball but I didn't think he was gay,” Miller typed a few minutes later. “He's moaning like a fucking slut while taking it up his ass.” My heart cut as I saw the words. Initially, I'd been trying to figure out what was going on in here but now, I had a bad feeling about this.