Sarah Goode Murder Novels & Stories

Henry began. "I know you were busy and couldn’t make it back. It was just an accident," Sarah quickly interrupted, not wanting to continue the conversation. She didn’t want Henry involved in this, nor did she want him to uncover the secret behind their father's death. The truth was far from simple. Sarah had witnessed the murder of her father with her own eyes. In her heart, she had long harbored a desire for revenge, but she knew it wasn't the right time yet.

Her neighbours all peeked out of their windows, doors, shocked. The officers led her to the car. The news anchor's voice cut through the charged silence. "Aliana Moore, a close associate of the late Sadie Allister, was taken into custody earlier today. Authorities have not released specific details, but sources indicate that new evidence has emerged linking Moore to Allister's untimely death." She continued.

"Free sample. Try it tonight, see if you like it." "How kind. Thank you." Sarah Reed accepted the pouch. The moment it changed hands, I gave the signal. "Now." Guards emerged from concealment, surrounding the stand. Sarah Blackwood's pleasant expression vanished, replaced by cold calculation. "You knew," she said quietly. "We suspected. You confirmed it by offering poisoned tea to someone you poisoned before." I stepped forward. "Sarah Blackwood, you're under arrest for attempted murder and conspiracy." She didn't run. Didn't fight. Just stood there, staring at Sarah Reed.

“The alliance, the evidence, everything. He stayed one step ahead because of these cameras.” I stepped closer to the screens and searched for any sign of Liam. One video caught my full attention immediately. Sarah appeared on the feed, looking alive and tense. The recording showed only hours before her supposed death. Someone led her toward a black SUV in the estate driveway. Her face showed fear mixed with determination. The driver’s face stayed hidden in the shadows, but the moment felt important. “Sarah,” I said with a shaking voice. “You were alive then. The missing hours show the truth. Someone took you away that night.”

Tiana's expression was solemn as she continued, "Now, please allow me to clarify the truth for everyone. Mr. Hayes is innocent! Not only is he blameless, but he is a kind-hearted and courageous citizen! "At the service station, I stumbled and fell due to a sudden dizziness brought on by my age and frailty. It was Mr. Hayes who, despite the risk of being misunderstood, kindly stepped forward to help me. "And it was at that moment that criminals, instructed by foreign forces, took advantage of this brief opportunity and visual angle to secretly insert a surveillance device into my coat pocket!

“I did as you asked. Please let Sarah go.” Just then, the door to my ward opened. Jody strolled in smiling, and her eyes shone with smug satisfaction. “You don’t need to look for her. Half an hour ago, I told Sarah that you were going to apologize in a livestream. She thought that she dragged you down with her. She said that if she’s dead, no one can ever threaten you. Then, she took her own life. You sure had a loyal servant.” My mind went blank, and tears spilled out of my eyes.

The child had also survived, not just Zoey. Sarah couldn’t catch her breath. She felt so suffocated she was about to pass out. A scary thought popped up in her head. What if Zoey talked to the police? Sarah did not want to go to jail. Attempted murder was a serious crime. She was sick and had to go to the hospital every month for treatments. She had to earn money for her medical expenses. She couldn’t go to jail. She calmed down slowly. So what if Zoey was still alive? Sarah had destroyed all the evidence from the incident, and she had a scapegoat to clear her name. The case was closed. She had nothing to fear.

"Forgive me if I don't care about your daughter's wedding. At least I let her say her vows and leave in peace." I turned to address the room full of shocked guests. "Sarah Smith and Adrian Smith attempted to murder my mother, Shelby Smith, by sabotaging her vehicle. While she lay in a coma, Adrian stole two million from her accounts. They thought they'd get away with it. They were wrong." I looked back at Sarah. "Enjoy prison. I hope the next fifteen to twenty years give you time to think about what you did." "You're heartless!" Sarah screamed as the officers dragged her toward the door. "You're cruel and vindictive and—"

“They said Sarah died… from poison. Apparently she suffered for a long time there. Some of the inmates are saying it was punishment from God, since she poisoned others to death before, they’re saying God returned it to her the same way.” “This morning,” he continued, “she died with her eyes open. Her body was almost unrecognizable from how thin and weak she had become. Mr. River went personally to confirm the body.” He looked at me, searching for any hint of a reaction, but I gave him nothing. Not a flicker, or the slightest crack in my mask. He moved ahead of me to open the backseat door, but I stopped him by placing my hand over his. “Keys,” I said.