Sarah Goode Murder Novels & Stories

Stay on your game. But then he realized Genevieve wasn’t wondering why he would ask. She wasn't suspecting his motives. She was deciding how much to tell him. She was calculating how much to let him into the dark, bloody corners of her life. “Sarah, believe it or not, was almost murdered,” Genevieve said smoothly. “She was staying out of the city by then, and someone broke in, tried to kill her, and left her for dead.” “Whoa,” Christian said, forcing a look of genuine surprise. “Who ordered the hit?”

Anderson's POV I was shocked when I arrived at the police station for questioning and found out that Sarah was arrested as a suspect in the murder case because she was the prime suspect in the three previous killings. She was smart not to mention her encounter with the three panther shifters in the alley. If she had, they would have locked her up for something she had nothing to do with—or at least, not entirely. The officer, Claire in her late thirties with sharp features, flipped through the case file. "Mr. Holt, you said you had an alibi for Mrs. Cole last night?"

"My gut keeps pointing at one person, Sarah. Just one. And I’m not accusing you. I would never accuse you of hurting Beatrice." I shook my head, a bitter laugh escaping my throat. "This whole thing is pointless." "My sister was thrown off a building!" Tyler’s voice rose, snapping the heads of a few socialites at the next table. Dex shifted his weight, glancing back, but I signaled him to stay put. Tyler lowered his voice, his jaw tight. "She was thrown off in the most cruel way imaginable. She didn't die a natural death, Sarah. She was murdered, and that footprint was the only thing the killer left behind. I cannot just let it go."

RHONDA Everything about the Luna Project was set and would be launched in a few weeks. We wanted to be really careful to avoid mistakes. A wide smile spread across my lips as the cold water cascaded down my skin. It felt so refreshing, and I stayed under the shower for a long time before finally wrapping a white towel around my body and stepping out. The moment I entered back into the room, the news playing on the TV caught my attention. A young, talented reporter in Brighton City, Sarah Thomas, had been murdered in cold blood in her apartment. The motive for the attack was still unknown, and no suspect was in sight.

Sarah said, her voice tight with controlled anger, "was involved in no less than four other murders, in addition to the killing of Lilian Stephen, Melissa's mother." Gasps echoed through the courtroom as Sarah detailed each crime. But it was the last one that truly drove home the monster Vincent had been. "In 2015," Sarah said, her voice dropping to a near-whisper that somehow made her words even more impactful, "Vincent Carlisle brutally murdered a 21-year-old pregnant woman. He then discarded her body in a trash can in Central Park, as if she were nothing more than garbage."

Sarah replied before she turned around and walked away. Sarah Marshal wasn’t a fool. She had made it clear she never went out after she returned from the supermarket. She had a solid alibi even if she was considered a suspect. He was still going to get one of his subordinates to verify her alibi before he ticked her off the suspect list. From what Sarah had told him, this wasn’t the case of a jealous boyfriend or lover. But that was something he already knew. He asked it anyway, since there were times people would commit murders in a way similar to others to avoid suspicion.

the newscaster said on the screen as she took a pause and continued. "The Police team Said the death might have occurred at the late hours of yesterday and Mrs. Emily Bellos confirmed it that Sarah didn't return home yesterday after which her guards went in search for her till this morning it was discovered she... " the newscaster continued as the freaks couldn't take it anymore. "Sarah Bellos is dead?" Elena asked with a shaky voice as they all sat motionless watching the news . TBC

He focuses his eyes on Boyd, and Tabitha shifts around in her seat nervously. I know she feels guilty because she is the one who chose to kill Sydney, but everyone agrees she did the right thing. Sarah's death was on her. "I didn't look under the blanket, but there wasn't anything on her shoulders," Fin says, and Boyd nods sadly, accepting the answer and easing my baby brother a little.

she called the address to where she was going to the cab guy. "Get in" the cab guy replied and she hopped in. **** *Shop* Jasper has been briefed on Drake's murder and Anna's disappearance but what he's finding difficult to understand is how do they get a lead to the murderer behind Drake's death and Anna's disappearance. The four of them were now at the gun shop of Jasper's friend. "What's up nigga?" his friend greeted and did a handshake and a brief hug with Jasper. "I'm good man. I'm here to get some babies for my friends" Jasper replies.

That was when Dorian’s cell phone vibrated on the counter. “It must be Thomas confirming tomorrow’s dinner.” He said, picking up the phone with one hand while holding Aggy with the other. But when he read the message, his expression changed. The smile disappeared, his eyes grew serious, and he placed Aggy on the floor with more care than usual. “Love?” I asked, feeling a chill run down my spine. “What is it?” “It was Detective Morrow.” He said, his voice strange. “Sarah was found dead in her cell this morning.”