The Murderer's Shopping Mall Novel Novels & Stories

“I’ve been in problems my entire life.” And for the first time, she saw it. Not the billionaire. Not the powerful man. But someone is hunted by unseen forces. That night, Maria couldn’t sleep. She thinks of his eyes. Of the tension in his voice. Of the way anger seemed to cover something far more fragile. The morning was not a funny one; it came with striking news Billionaire CEO accused of a closed murder Her phone rang nonstop. Messages. Missed calls. Whispers that travel through the air like poison.

Matthews asked. “H is name is Edwin Wolfgang, a wall street banker, and he has been paying this guys to carry out murders for him all over the world for the past ten years, he has amassed wealth all through this years by selling off his victims collections” Danny said. “Was Ms. Johnson his last victim, or was there someone else in another part of the world that was murdered after her?” DCP Thomas asked. “There was a London based businessman who was murdered on the same night Ms. Johnson was murdered, last week two other people, were killed in a car bomb incident, which we were able to trace to the same group” Danny said.

I said and stood near her, she chuckles and shook her head. “Give me your chief’s written permission and I will open those doors for you.” She firmly answered and I walked towards her, so close that she did not have the chance to walk away from me. “Just look me in the face, and you will open those files.” I firmly said and she nodded. “Alright, I gave up. What kind of case do you want to open?” she asked to me and I smiled. “Child murderer, 2011.” I answered and she scoffs.

"After everything that has been going on you guys think it's a good idea to go to the mall. We will be accompanying you." I was starting to get upset, "No, none of you will be accompanying us, we are all very capable women and I think that we can handle dress shopping on our own. "Addie, you saw first-hand that he wants to kill or capture all of you and you think it's a smart decision to go to the mall without us?" My hands started glowing and everyone backed away from the table. "I am going to the mall with my friends to get our dresses and accessories. YOU are all staying here. I better not get even a glimpse of any of you or Altair or Rainn, so help me, you will live to regret it."

To think I was happy he had moved my room to this place but at what cost? I still fail to understand why he murdered my landlord and the tenants. It just didn't make sense. Did he have a dispute with them regarding moving my things out or he was just trying to prove a point to me? I had a painful headache. The same ache that sent me to sleep off after crying my eyes out. It was difficult trying to think like a murderer. Maybe I was blinded by his good look to keep forgetting he is a Mafia man. He's the Devil in an Armani.

Tony replied "I know right? First murder in twenty years… oh it gives me the creeps" "I heard his wife was the one who found him dead, killed in a very brutal way … oh God!" " shopped at the store a couple of times , he seemed like a nice man?' "the locals are convinced it's not a thief , nothing was stolen" " so premeditated murder?" "why would someone kill such a nice person?" "Maybe cause he deserved it?"

He didn't tell me—he wanted it to be a surprise. He even traveled across the city, searching for the best supplier of sheep offal. That was when he stumbled across a slaughterhouse notorious for selling water-injected meat. He uncovered their scheme, but the owner caught him. The man's name was Brendan Milner, a thug who had clawed his way up by extortion and intimidation, and eventually used his dirty money to open the slaughterhouse. Out of fear that Edmund would report him, Brendan killed him on the spot. It was as simple, and as brutal, as that—if Edmund escaped, Brendan's money pipeline would be cut off. So Brendan silenced Edmund forever.

Further into workout time at the bookstore bar, I stood behind the counter, gazing out of the window as the last traces of daylight faded into the evening. The tranquil atmosphere of my shop was shattered once again when I heard a scream. I rushed to the window, my heart pounding, and my worst fears were confirmed. There, in the dim twilight, I saw the silhouette of a lifeless body floating in the water. Dread washed over me as I realized that Randy wasn’t the one behind the rape and killings. He must have been sent if bodies keep appearing

Later that day, they went to a shopping mall with security following them at a distance. At the mall, Emilia looked excited and curious. She kept looking at different stores, touching fabrics, and asking Kara if things looked nice. By the time they were done, their hands were filled with shopping bags. They were just stepping out of the mall when a gunshot tore through the air. Kara froze. The sharp hiss of a bullet cut dangerously close to her ear, and her breath caught violently in her throat. The bags slipped from her hands and hit the ground without her even noticing.

she said, hooking her arms to mine. We walked back to the vehicle and the driver wasted no time, pulling us out of the cemetery and onto the street. After the revolution, I had always thought a lot of shops had closed down but I was wrong. The werewolves had managed to create an even bigger mall that sold everything one could dream of. As we stepped down from the vehicle after reaching the mall, I couldn't hide my excitement. When was the last time I had so much luxury? I started admiring the soft materials of the dresses as we passed the isles.