Novel & Cerita Who Killed Jeff The Killer

Beta Kappa replied, unconcerned. "Oh really? You were only doing the right thing? I see, by framing my family, and putting the life of the people in danger," Jeffery rumbles, moving closer to the beta. Beta Kappa chuckled. "I didn't frame you at all my alpha, but I was only trying to follow the right path. You killed the human king, and I had to let his lovely wife know about it," he says with a smirk. "I didn't kill him, I didn't!" Jeffery grabs his clothes, angrily strangling his neck.

He slipped and was about to fall off the cliff. However, he grabbed my hand and begged me. “Don’t let go! I’m begging you. I don’t want to die!” I found that ridiculous. “Didn’t you want to kill me just now?” Of course, he would not admit that. He hurriedly shook his head. “No, dear. Don’t worry. I never wanted to kill you. I was just joking.” I watched him indifferently. “This is your last chance. Otherwise, I could always let you fall. No one will know if someone dies here, right?”

When they saw that I still dared to joke, they immediately mocked me back. “Mia Schmidt, you murdered your own family. It’s only normal that we keep our guard up around you!” My expression was still playful as I gazed at them. “How could I be so ruthless as to fight all three of them on my own? You really think highly of me. “Of course, I drugged them first before I killed them.” When everyone saw that I had finally opened up, they held their breath while waiting for me to continue. But I schooled my expression again and stopped talking.

I said, ignoring his dismissive tone. "That case was closed over a year ago," Jeff sighed, rubbing his temples. "Don't cause a ruse, Valerie. We’ve been through this." "Why? Because you want to believe I killed them, just like the rest of the world? Or because you think I’ve gone eccentric and it’s easier to ignore a crazy woman than it is to do your job? Which one is it, Jeff?" Jeff sank into his seat, a long, heavy sigh escaping his lips. "Your parents died in a tragic accident. It was an open-and-shut case."

I hated to ask, but I was glad he was dead and out of the picture, plus less of a challenge for me. “Jeff used to be a hunter” A wave of shock ran down my spine. “Are you sure?” I asked. “Yup, he used to come to the Silver crow packhouse and do business with Allen, I never trusted him from the get-go, his information was always a bit shady, so one day I followed Jeff back home to see what he was up to and from the opened window I saw him with our girl, beating her badly” My hands balled into a fist, that’s right, sunshine is our girl “What did you do?”

Everyone was doing well. However, it was still heartbreaking to recall what happened to Jeff. He took his own life in his cell before he could stand trial. Kelvin received a 20-year sentence, and his mother ended her own life after hearing about her son's fate. Diego was prohibited from approaching my family and was also banned from leaving New York for five years, while the assassin was sentenced to 25 years in prison. My phone alerted me it was time to leave, so I drove to the airport. Unsurprisingly, the family was already there, lined up and waiting.

He asked, taking a step closer. My head went down immediately, why would I be interested in the killer? It is not like David was the killer, he was the only one I was close to. “The killer is you Godfrey,” he blurted out. “You were the one who killed Mill, you ripped off his jaws like it was nothing,” he snapped. “No, no, he was poisoned, I didn't…kill him,” I stuttered, shaking my head in disagreement.

She said. He sat back in his chair, “I guess it wouldn’t be far fetched to say he faked his death for a matter of safety. The occasional rich person does in dire times.” “Sir, there’s something else you should know, I haven’t even told Tiffany yet.” I told him. “What is it, son?” He asked curiously. “I saw the face of my killer before I died.” Jethro’s POV Tiffany, Matthew, and Garrett left with Zepher. Leaving my brothers, myself, Ricky, and Tammy. Agatha left as soon as Zepher had paid her.

she asked him, suddenly afraid. “You, of course,” he said, and smiled. “Why? Who are you?” she asked him. “Jeffrey,” he said, but Kari was still confused. “Your boyfriend killed my brother.” “What are you talking about?” Kari frowned. Kyle didn’t have an older brother, she thought. “Kyle was an only child.” “Interesting. So he’s killed more than once,” Jeffrey said, and she frowned. “I don’t know what you’re talking about!” “George! He killed George, and somehow made it look like an accident!” Jeffrey yelled at her.

He grunted, "Captain Hefner, what type of person could this murderer be? He's so arrogant. He not only dismembered his victims but also dared to threaten you." "Not a simple person," Jefferson's reply was meaningless because he had no idea who the killer was as well. In his memory, he couldn't remember that he had offended someone so capable. Perhaps it was the drug dealers, but he had no evidence to point out at them. Furthermore, he had no idea how Stephen looked like.