Scorpio Serial Killers Novels & Stories

These actions cannot be explained, Navpreet,’ said the inspector gloomily, casting an eye on the mountains. The sub-inspector gave a stiff nod and carefully studied the inspector who seemed to be lost in contemplation. ‘From what I have seen, murders are of two types,’ said the inspector, the tips of his fingers coming together. ‘First are the unplanned ones, committed by people who were suffocated in some way by the acts of the would-be victims. When they see an opportunity, their fear is eclipsed by the pain they have suffered and they strike.’

During the meeting Detective Wilson, the senior officer told everyone about the details of this gang. The Scorpions was one of the deadliest and an invincible gang of Italy which had committed endless crimes without getting captured. The leader of the gang was unknown as no one has ever seen him. They would only hunt at night. They would make a virulent attack on their foes killing them brutally and then would disappear into thin air without leaving any trace except a mysterious glimmering black feather. The country's intelligence team, cops, officials were flat out like a lizard drinking all day and night only to catch their leader but no one ever came to know about his real identity except

“The only other incident I have encountered where there is no scent, is with the serial killer.” I freeze. Feeling like I have just been hit by a trailer. “You think they may be related?” I was afraid of the answer. Sebastian has been studying this case for a while now. If he thought that what happened today and what has been happening with the murders is somehow connected then it was serious. “No, I don’t…the serial killer never leaves anyone alive and he has never attacked a child. I was just pointing out the similarity in the absence of their scents” I breathe a sigh of relief. My heartbeat goes down just a little bit.

Special Agent Castro asked. "All we know is that the serial killer is a female, who only targets sex offenders. Every crime scene doesn't have much of an evidence, not even a DNA. The only reason we were certain that the serial killer is woman is because of the scent she leaves at every crime scene, hence, the nickname Scent of Death." Fred replied. "Hmmm, calculating, smart, careful, hard to catch." "Have you narrowed the list of possible suspects?" Special Agent Rosenburgh inquired.

As I crept closer, I found myself crouching down in the darkness, even if what little was left of my rational mind reminded me no one could see inside given the protection being in the dark held. The bloody, gruesome pictures from the crime scenes four years before meshed with the ones from the Voltairs’ murder investigation and those I’d finally located regarding the two other murders with similar MOs. I couldn’t distinguish one from the other except for the fact Damien’s victims had all been female. I’d studied serial killers over the years, honing my skills as a prosecutor, determining their minds were entirely different than process killers, those doing it for revenge or taking out an en

“Only one person. The leader of the Damned Forsaken, Razor Grothman.” I nod to him. “Jase confirmed the serial killers’ link during torture,” I inform those present. It’s dark out, where we located the streetlamp is out, so it hid us within the shadows. “Razor Grothman is the guy who almost killed Lockie,” Ali adds. My eyebrows lift in surprise. “All I want to know is the guy on the list?” Sawyer asks Ali and Callum. “Yeah, he is,” Callum rasps out. “Good,” I snarl. “He almost killed us the other night.”

Felix replied with a sneer, "No need! I'll not let any of these guys go when I become stronger. So what's the point of knowing now? Can I even kill them now?" Skye thought about it, and he was right. Felix was truly someone worthy to work for, even if his ideas were strange. However, she still left him with some information. "The one who planned your assassination is someone called Scorpia. She's very powerful. She joined the Ruin Order only ten years ago and is deeply trusted by the top leaders. This old woman is extremely cunning. You have to be careful."

Chapter Four Haunting Murders Deep in thought, he scanned the pictures of the unsolved murders. Gruesome pictures from a sick minded killer who had posed them were scattered all over his desk. Thomas knew that there always was a pattern for serial killers. Same age, sex or even hair color. But nothing was the same.

"It happens that those men have some mob ties." "Mob ties?" I ask, surprised to say the least, "What does that mean?" "It means those men were seriously dangerous people, Kara," he replies seriously, "According to Jerome, he recognized two of them to have been wanted as part of a certain Italian mob gangsters. One of them is going by the name of Julio. Julio is a member of a very deadly gang, popularly known in Italy as the Black Scorpions. These men deal in coccains and other hard substances, and this Julio in question has been a wanted criminal in Denvas for a year now, and Jade put these men up to you? What was she even thinking?"

Or it could end with more than just cuts and bruises. What was I thinking, using Sera as bait? Niccolò wasn’t a minnow. He was a shark. But he was going to be a dead shark if it was the last thing I did. My phone buzzed. I checked it immediately. From Scott: Car in sight. Target in sight. We couldn’t see Niccolò, but Scott’s snipers could. I grinned savagely at Sera. “You’ll be his downfall.” Her eyes flashed, and for a moment, I regretted my words, because killing was normal for me, but not for her. She wasn’t desensitized to it. Would this bring out her morality and cause her to try to convince me that Niccolò didn’t need to die?