The Murder Inc Story Novels & Stories

“Twenty thousand in credit card debt. Four thousand from online loans. Last week, you mortgaged the house your parents left you, took out one hundred thousand, and put it all into a speculative gaming assets investment. “And that investment collapsed the day before yesterday. “Overnight, you lost everything and ended up buried in debt.” I opened my mouth, but no words came out. Yes, I needed money. But that didn’t mean I killed anyone. “We have reason to believe you planned this murder to secure the ten-thousand-dollar reward and to take revenge on your boss and colleagues. “You know how these escape rooms work. You led them into the trap, then hid yourself in a safe compartment and controll

he asks. Betsy clutches my hand tightly, her wide blue eyes staring fearfully up at me. “Mommy?” “Yes,” I say cautiously, my voice barely audible. “You’re under arrest,” the officer says, pulling out his handcuffs. ”For attempted murder.” “What?” I stammer, my chest tightening. “No, this is a mistake… what did I do?” The officer grabs my arm, twisting it behind my back. Betsy screams, trying to pull me away, her tiny feet lashing out, kicking at the officer’s leg. The man shakes her off like a pesky fly, and she lands on the hard pavement.

Let me get this straight; he murdered Kasidy in that hotel? ''Ben!'' Miriam yelled, irate and displeased with Ben's remark. ''How could you be mean and say such about an Innocent soul?'' ''Innocent Soul?'' Ben replied startled. ''Babe, you're the inspector of the Vagas County. You and I know quite well Jack murdered Martha McDaniel's brother. How's that innocent?''

His beautiful is unimaginable. His breath warms my skin, dancing over my ear as I dip my head toward him. Will he kiss me, and make good on my sinful thoughts? His voice is like an erotic caress as he murmurs in my ear, "I'm a murderer."

Or, rather, it was a gun until he broke it into two pieces. Did he just kill someone? I don’t want to ask. I don’t want to know. “What kind of darts were those?” I whisper. “Tranquilizers?” "Worse. Let's keep moving. Stay close to my back," he says. I’m completely disoriented, but I follow him upstairs, to where the first batch of dorms are. We round a corner, and I almost run into Alec, who has stopped dead. I lurch to a stop, and my hand connects with his back.

RONA'S POV I had barely sat down on the bed after unlocking the initially locked door when Annalise ran into my room. Her face was red, she was panting, and I couldn't help but feel nervous. Did someone catch on? “Princess, a murder just happened in the imperial city for the first time in more than a decade. The killer must have a death wish. No crime has ever gone unpunished in the imperial city.” My fingers instinctively tightened on the prayer beads that I was holding, and I froze for a while. I soon regained my composure and continued counting as if nothing happened.

Liam walked in silence all the way to Chloe's car and stood at the door averting his eyes. "Well?" She said after five minutes of silence and eye aversion. "Uh…The case is closed…Well, I still have a lot of paperwork to file, but…It was found to be homicidal murder with the deceased Veronica Moulton as the perpetrator, and her death was deemed a suicide." "Oh." She looked at him with no expression. She was relieved to be finished with all of this nonsense and had decided when she was working on the crossword puzzle to forget about Liam and work on piecing her shattered life back together.

“Would you like to hear a story?” To a click of the tongue, as a smile draws and someone’s subconsciousness and very thoughts agree in silent response. A book is open as a triggering start where HE glances quick and cunningly smiles, starting with the words and the introduction that brought his thoughts back to his past and the very beginning of his entwine life towards the world and the very book of. “DEATH REINCARNATE.”

He likes to refer to them a bottom feeders, vultures or the classic 'fucking freaks' depending on his mood. With all the media coverage that the case had garnered nation wide, he had hordes of people beating the doors down to see it. Everyone had wanted to see the infamous 'murder motel' where the crazy man and his deranged son had kidnapped all those women and then brutally murdered them. Everyone's favorite place to check out was the old well that had held all the bodies of the victims.

She pulled it out and stabbed him again. “No! Get off him!” I screamed and grabbed a vase off the mantle then threw it at her, but she dodged it easily. “It’s your fault that they took Miles!” Dawn screamed. “I don’t know what you are talking about!” I screamed back. “They took him in for the murders even though he never killed anyone. Just because they found the murder weapon with the initial M.D. on it, I told them it could also mean Marina Davis, but they never listened to me!” Dawn said bitterly.