Who Killed Rex Lapis Novels & Stories

Another came from behind. Rex spun, catching the spear shaft mid-thrust. He yanked hard, pulling the attacker off balance, then slammed his elbow into the man's throat. Cartilage crushed beneath the blow. Rex did not wait. He stomped down on the man's knee until it snapped backward with a sound like breaking wood. The scream that followed was short-lived—Rex buried the knife into the base of the skull. Blood coated his hands. He barely noticed. Gunfire cracked through the fog. Muzzle flashes lit the white haze in brief bursts of orange. Hunters fell, bodies jerking, but more replaced them. They did not retreat. They never did.

His shoulders tense at the sound of me, the line of his jaw hardening before he turns. His mask is firmly in place now. Cold. Controlled. Familiar. “We need to talk.” He sets his phone down on the counter in front of me as I slide into a chair. The screen glows with a picture. The man I killed. My stomach drops. “The man you killed was Anton Reyes,” Vex says, voice flat as stone. “Moretti’s right hand. If anything, you’ve just pissed off Ajax Moretti even more.” His words cut, heavy and sharp. I swallow, my mind spinning. Ajax will come for blood—I know it. But another question burns in me, reckless and dangerous, and before I can stop myself, I ask it. “Where’s Kade?”

Alexis said but I just couldn't understand one thing. “Why? Why? Is all of this happening?” I was confused. “Your Father set up the system to protect you but the moment you caused that accident that took away Jaylen's brother's life, that same system destroyed you,” Alexis passed me a file, “Mr. Zephyr knew Rex had a spy here, a police officer having a spy here; how did he even find out about it? He wasn't even raiding or doing anything; it was very strange. He was going to finish him off, but Rex suddenly asked for his best friend to be killed by you; he was curious, just like everyone else, why Rex wanted to kill Jaylen and why he chose you, now just the three of us know.”

“I just need to know where my father is and what big conspiracy this is.” I was well Seliora would never be able to forgive me for what I did to her pack but hearing her say it made my heart sink. “If I talk, he kills me and if I do not, Kaelion kills me. I am dead either way,” Rex said standing up from the floor. “The only regret I had was having to kill Lexi because she was beginning to figure it all out.” I parted my lips to further convince Rex to talk but before I could, he pulled out a small bottle that he had tucked inside his shirt and gulped it.

"Hello, is Mr. Anthony Hamilton here?" A police officer appeared in the doorway, announcing, "After a thorough investigation, we've confirmed the victim from the elevator crash two days ago was Caitlin Hamilton." Anthony's body swayed, and his face turned ashen. "How is that possible?" he muttered.

Therefore, we kept his existence highly secret due to his extraordinary ability. So, whatever he wrote on this paper, it was the truth. Including the fact that Riana was killed shortly after speaking with Seraphine. ‘Seeing the results and the wounds on her body, is it possible that the killer mistook Riana for Seraphine? He wanted to kill Seraphine but ended up hurting Riana, then killed her,’ I thought to myself. "Jesse, I'll take these examination results. You can continue your lunch break," I quickly got up from my seat, holding the paper, and left Jesse behind.

I let some seconds pass before I reply to her question. "Exactly what I said inside me, you'll think this." My tone gets more casual, then back to serious. "Well I got shot." "What?" She screams. "I want you to relax." I breathe in and out heavily, I believe she can hear this. "The most painful thing is that the gang was led by Chelsey." "What?" She didn't even wait for me to land before she let out this. "So Rex came with her to assassinate you?" "Yes, how did you know already that it's Rex?"

There was only three words permanently engraved on his chest which read, 'YOU ARE NEXT! "Rex is dead meat! I swear to God!" "Fuck!" "Noo!" "Shit!" These were curses from my men who had just seen Mason's dead body. I just couldn't bring myself to utter a single word. I was filled up with intense rage. Of course, I was expecting a response from Rex, but not this fucking response. He had killed the club's valuable source of intel, one of the major reasons why Frost Vipers had an upper hand against Widow's Bite.

he said, which made me close my hand even more. If that’s the case, I need to be ready. A few minutes later, a man came to us, “Excuse me,” he said, so we looked at him. He seriously looked at me, “SPO2 Patrick Smith, right?” He asked me. “Yeah,” I answered, “Who are you?” I asked him. “I’m Rafael Lawliet, the person who killed Nate Keehl,” he seriously said, so Sage and I looked at each other. Then, we looked at him. Impossible!

Memories of her readily bring tears to my eyes. Rekilling myself is out of the question because you can’t kill someone who’s already dead. Basically, I’ve landed myself smack dab inside the perfect prison, where all the doors don’t have knobs to turn. Or there are simply no doors. So I turn my thoughts to Septimus Rex. The Grim Reaper knows about my past, my being an orphan. This could hold the key to the mystery of why I was chosen out of countless others. Unfortunately, when it comes to my past, I have locks on locks put up for good reason. I don’t delve too deep for fear that I would uncover something I shouldn’t.