The Murderer's Shopping Mall Novel Novels & Stories

MYSTIC HOLLOW (Homicide) . BY NAOMI INNOCENT . CHAPTER 37 . "Fuck!" The killer said as he finally held his gun. "Elena! Turn the light back on!" Laura said to her as she switched it on and the killer was spotted immediately in the midst of people with his gun. "Fire!!" The security men screamed as they shot at him while he ran, breaking things in the mall. "Alex! Behind you!" Laura said as the killer shot at Alex while he dodged it and kept running.

His eyes were deep and dark. “We’re about to get to the bottom of it, but the murderer bumped into us. Isn’t it too much of a coincidence?” Nicole asked, “You don’t believe it either?” Clayton smiled. “Most people will hide after killing two people. Why did she rush over to get caught?” Nicole nodded solemnly. “You’re right!” “But this also just shows that the actual murderer is afraid that we’ll find her, so she wanted to expose another murderer to cover for her and divert everyone’s attention.”

Tonight, we are out of milk. The store is small, fluorescent lights humming overhead, aisles too narrow for comfort. Refrigeration units exhale cold air in uneven bursts. The cashier looks half-asleep behind the register, her phone glowing faintly in her hand. Nora stands three aisles over, comparing labels with quiet concentration, her thumb brushing the edge of a carton as if the choice matters. The bell above the door rings. A man enters too fast. His hood is up. His movements are sharp and unsteady, like his body is outrunning his thoughts. His eyes scan once, twice. The gun is already in his hand.

I have not been active on social media of recent because of this stupid case,When I heard a knock at the door. I stood up to look , it's not like am expecting any visitor or something. Or could it be the killer, has he finally decided to end my life. Oh God don't let me die . I dashed to my room, I opened the drawer and got my gun . Get a grip of your self Nessa think for once the killer doesn't come out during the day ,he only comes out in the night . With that being said I dropped the gun and went back to the door .

The neighbors pointed at them and cursed. "You monsters! You tried to kill Shannon for Jenny. How could a mother favor one child this much?!" "Does Shannon's life mean nothing to you? You vicious woman!" "Call the police! Have them both arrested!" Someone reached for a phone, but I stopped them. "Shannon, do you still want to protect them now?" "They tried to kill you, you know?!" I knew they wanted me dead. Otherwise, they would not have pushed me to get gastric sleeve surgery so quickly.

All he had to do was wait for me to fall into chaos, get arrested, and then step in as her savior. The thing that finally made everything click for me was this. In my previous life, when my parents and child were attacked, Hannah had been there too–so why was she completely unharmed? They were inside the room at the time. How could that mob have gotten in? If they forced the door, any business owner would have panicked and called the police immediately. Who would just stand by and let a murder happen on their premises? There was only one answer– He did not care about the guesthouse at all.

Alison sat by the window wearing a borrowed hoodie. She freshened up a while ago. She could tell Nicholas was curious about what happened to her. It was like he didn't want to push her. He wanted her to tell him what happened in her accord. She felt his presence in the room, he stood by the door watching her. "You know I went out looking for you when some men I didn't know drugged me. When I woke up, I was in this unknown building. I don't know, apparently, you killed their head and they wanted to use me as bait to get you"

“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.

The old owners must have forgotten their old books, I could have sworn I’d seen insects run across the books. I just hoped it wasn’t haunted, you never know the reason people leave their belongings behind. I walked back to the living room. “Mr. Big said we should help you with the shopping, tho the interior designer is going to be here in a few minutes,” one of the guards said. “Do we have to shop right now,” I asked, they quickly nodded, I fill them, a car waited for us, we went to the mall, we shopped everything, every time I carried something, the guards took it away from me.

“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