The Murder Inc Story Novels & Stories

The guards are climbing the stairs. We are trapped again. Not by guns, but by a story we can't disprove. Digital murder. It’s a crime that doesn't exist. Yet. Alex grabs my hand. "Run," he says.

“I’ll manage. I have to, besides I’ve been there before it’s not easy but doable.” Silence filled the room as Dave takes time to remember his dear Ava. Adia’s cracked a joke to let go of the intense feelings. Joy once again returned as everyone laughed at the joke. Adia watched them all, her heart full in a way she hadn’t felt before. For a moment, the world felt balanced again—despite the chaos beyond their walls. But somewhere in the city, beneath the surface of celebration and new beginnings, a darker truth was still waiting. Ethan Cross had been murdered. And the person responsible was still out there.

Eddie dropped everything when he heard the news of my death and rushed back, leaving his unfinished business trip behind. When he got home, our parents were sitting on the couch, their faces heavy with pain. Lily was beside them. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, her nose tinged with pink. "Eddie, you’re finally back. Emily was murdered! "The killer hasn’t been caught yet. Emily had a habit of offending people. Could this be because of—" Suddenly, my dad’s voice broke, hoarse and filled with anger, "Enough! The killer has already been identified, and the police are closing in on him! Emily had nothing to do with him."

“It was murder. Cold blooded murder.” My eyes, which were laid her way averts to my palm. I’m not playing with father’s zippo anymore and I can feel the thirst in my veins. “So these boys grew, a messed up yet catered for life and forged their way to an already existing, laid out powerful path. They allied with fellow families and dug out every single thing needed to know about this murderer. They found out she had eloped. Had children and a loving, living husband.” Even from here, I notice her posture change. I can feel the tension building up and some sense of awareness as my words prolong. Good. Just what I want. Very good. “They found out where she lives. Where every member of her famil

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“In my version of the story, Ms. Mills lives alone.” The assistant was astounded and looked at the corner not far away. Rory hinted at him with his gaze, and the assistant continued. “There’s only one murderer? Then the murderer threw the person off the balcony first, then changed into the same clothes as the deceased and went to the rooftop to complete the plot?”

Aiden attempted to explain. "How are they going to justify the murders?" Sydney inquired. "Rob murdered Emily because she was about to divulge their sabotage attempt. Will and Marilyn kill Rob after he attempts to flee. In the crossfire, Marilyn, Will, and Eric are killed. That is the official report from Detective Conan. I'm not a big fan of lying."He sighed deeply. "But we don't have any other options." "I understand Aiden, and it wasn't your fault," she answered kindly.

I scream, but no sound comes. The vision shifts—cops at the scene, calling it a robbery gone wrong. But I see the truth now, my Moon Eyes cutting through the lie. No valuables taken, just papers missing from Dad’s desk. It was a hit, targeted, unsolved. My parents knew something—about the vault, maybe the spirit. I snap back, gasping, tears burning my cheeks. My knife’s in my hand, gripped so tight it hurts. “Murder,” I whisper, heart pounding. “They were killed for this.”

Ava I was relaxing in my office going through some files when the news caught my attention "It was reported this early morning that Xavier Morrison one of the important businessmen in New York was murdered in cold blood this morning with his secret girlfriend, the murderer remains unknown as the police are at the crime scene carrying out an investigation" I groaned in anger and turned off the news, boiling in fury. How dare that motherfucker die when I've not even carried out my revenge on him, after all he did is this the best way to die?