Who Killed Jeff The Killer Novels & Stories

I could deal with Asper very well knowing that she wasn't around for him to use as a toy. My hand clenched into a fist just then, a terrible incident that featured my woman and the fucker entering my mind. The entire ordeal of powerlessly watching him tear her clothes off scarred me, and that was one of the major driving forces for me killing him. Another was the pain of betrayal that he'd caused me, but I wasn't about to start thinking of the good times with that motherfucker. “I say we check the other side, towards the river,” I said to Jeff, who nodded. We headed there, alert of our surroundings, and were very close when I saw someone I didn't think we’d run into here.

“I’m talking about your plan with Pete Milestone. The zip ties, water, and sleeping pills in your car tells a different story, Jeff. Were you supposed to deliver me for your payment? Did it make you feel like a big, strong man to pin that murder on me?” Jefferson shook his head. “That fucking bitch just had to keep her mouth shut!” “Yeah … she left you for the same reason she left me. She really doesn’t condone murder, except yours. She knows I’m going to kill you and she’s upstairs right now, having a drink with my brothers. Who knows, she might even fuck one of them before the night’s over.” “He’ll be looking for me,” Jefferson said, and spat on the floor.

It seemed as if he spent the better half of his time eating delicacies rather than chasing criminals. ‘Sir, the victim is Esha Arora, the CEO of Arora Cements. Died of asphyxiation which was preceded by a severe blow to the head,’ said the sub-inspector in a well-rehearsed manner, pausing to allow the inspector examine the body. ‘The victim was last seen by the housemaid at 4.30 pm. She was wearing a black sweater ... We have not been able to locate it yet.’ The inspector glanced up in surprise. ‘What do you mean by not been able to locate?’

soldiers never died. Some were agents skilled in disguise, others were forensic specialists who could fake a corpse. The gory crime scenes were nothing more than Hollywood-grade special effects. Except for Enzo. He knew he had a terminal illness and was living on borrowed time. He used his last breath to stage that gruesome suicide in front of the whole world, just to push public fear and outrage to its peak. As for Dr. Sterling, the psychologist who jumped into the lake. He was the father of one of the kidnapped boys, and the architect of this psychological warfare.

“Aren’t you delusional, Joey? Do you think things can go back the way they were?” Joey was taken aback. “What’s going on, Jennie?” Gale asked. “Jake is dead, and Anna is the killer. I must avenge Jake!” I uttered, holding back the rage. For a brief moment, Gale was devastated over Jake’s death. “The rogues killed Jake, Dad. It wasn’t me. Joey was there,” Anna wailed. Anna shot Joey a pleading look. Once again, Joey was in Anna’s corner. “It’s true. I was there. Jake was killed by the rogues while trying to keep Anna and Jennie safe.”

“When Jeffery challenged you. I was hiding in your office while you and dad discussed options.” His face falls. “You heard that discussion.” “Every word. You were not going to fight. You were going to step down. I was afraid you would leave us. Then I saw the fight and you were growling and the way you held him by the throat. One handed you held him of the ground and threw him like a ball.” “I don’t like to kill sweetheart. Not anyone especially family. I’m not a killer.” “You killed today.” “Actually, no, Kendall, Alex and Jacob killed today, I passed judgement and they carried the sentence out.”

Elanor let out a sigh. Then, she said quietly, “Young Master Bauer…” “Enough. Let’s not talk about this.” Jeff waved his hand to cut her off. “How are your injuries?” “Were you scared?” “That b*stard was one of mine, but he still tried to kill you! He deserves death!” Jeff clapped his hands. Right after that, someone handed a firearm to him. He pulled the trigger without even bothering to look at the man with the buzzcut.

Most importantly, his killer aura was palpable. “Arrgghhh!!” screamed two Blood mafia members as Jeff grabbed their heads with force. Bang! Jeff slammed their heads together, killing them both instantly. After that, he looked back at the Blood mafia members in front of him. “Tsk, how dare you try to kill my future wife?” he said, then returned to slaughtering the mafia members. The front yard was in complete chaos due to the arrival of Jeff, Law, and the Black Wolf mafia members. The sound of gunshots mixed with screams of pain. Tonight was truly a terrible night, with blood splattered all over the ground.

With the other, he raised his glass and began to drink. “I've had a lot on my plate lately, Eva, and I need your help,” Ron told me, “Regarding Jeff's death, he was found murdered and his body dumped at sea! Of course, I kept the news from the public. Apart from his wife, very few people know the cause of Jeff's death!” I was shocked. Jeff was not only my husband's right-hand man, but also a former Mafia member. Who would kill him? “Maybe they're not after Jeff!” Rowen looks at me meaningfully. “I'm guessing it has something to do with the business merger next month -- the competition!”

After hanging up the phone, Isabella knew that her family would probably become suspicious, so she contacted Sophia specifically. Leaving the hospital, Isabella drove, and Ethan in the passenger seat received a message from Colin. "The shooter's name is Jeff, 40 years old, a retired soldier who has been working as an extra for years. Colin found the person; he drowned and died. Jeff was diagnosed with leukemia recently, and he has an 18-year-old daughter." So, everything makes sense now. It wasn't a fan at all. Jeff was doing things for the sake of his daughter's future, accepting money and then ending his own life.