William Murdoch Mysteries Novels & Stories

As I listened to the news anchor's report, I could not help but think there was some truth to the saying that after the storm is when the flowers bloomed. When did I start getting suspicious of Vonn and his crew? Oh, right. It was after I handed over $15,000 to some dude claiming to be Vonn's ex. The more I mulled it over, the more things did not add up. I headed to the police station to share my suspicions. I thought they would laugh me off, but boy, was I in for a surprise. It turned out there had been a string of killings in town, and all the victims were rich, bachelor types living alone.

He looked up at her, and the warmth, the fleeting attraction she had sensed days ago, was completely gone, replaced by a deep, terrifying suspicion. Who are you, Mimi, William demanded, his voice dangerously soft. He had discarded the formal Mr. Williams, cutting straight to the core of the accusation. This report is not clean. It confirms your education abroad, but it also confirms you defaulted on student loans, you had multiple short term residences across three different countries, and you liquidated a significant family asset five years ago. This doesn’t look like the profile of a quiet, reserved woman. This looks like a desperate woman running, a woman with something to hide. It looks

"Michael's assumption is that probably, William had figured some workers were going to snitch about the money laundering, so instead of torturing them himself, he went to Gustavo, the boss of the harvesters” "That sounds like a really stupid thing to do. William would never do that” "That's what I thought too. But it's just an assumption though, he hasn't fully investigated that part for now, he's focusing on finding Gustavo. It's graduated to an FBI case.” “I hope they find him and find who killed William” Maren said but her mom kept quiet, staring at her as she pressed the buttons on the keyboard half mindedly. “Are you ready to tell me what happened at the funeral?" Her mom asked after th

CHAPTER 56 The television played in the background of William’s minimalist office, its soft glow bouncing off the glass walls. He leaned over his mahogany desk, flipping through proposals, eyes flicking between numbers, charts, and development blueprints. A mug of half-drunk coffee steamed beside his hand. A sudden flash on the television drew his attention. BREAKING NEWS: Wife of Billionaire William Dray Arrested for Fraud William’s fingers froze mid-turn. The papers slipped from his grip, fluttering to the floor.

William opened up his door slowly. He stood by the side of his door frame, fidgeting on his phone. He was looking for the phone number of one of his men. They were supposed to help him clear the dead bodies he had left. William walked in with a sigh of frustration. Business for him had not been going too well so far. His drug shipment had been intercepted by the feds. He had his men missing and those he could find, they were betraying him. William felt like going somewhere to throw a punch somewhere but he couldn't, he was barely guarded. His guards were missing.