Novel & Cerita Women's Murders Club Series

She waved her hand in an exaggerating manner, "I'd like you guys to get your horny selves out of my office or I'd have security throw you both out." Without a word, they both left her office, she sighed and looked up to find Khairatu looking at her. "And what the hell are you looking at? Scratch, scramble. Get the fuck out!" The girl practically ran out of the office, Munawarrah plunged herself into work and successfully avoided thinking about some certain man. She was in her library reading a book on plasmodium, it had hurt her a lot that her first experiment had gone utterly wrong. Plasmodyl was her first trial at producing a malaria drug, even any drug and the outcome had ended up disastr

I fired all the remaining bullets into her chest and threw the empty gun. Ironically the people present in the clubhouse didn’t even bother to see who was killed and why. They continued fucking around themselves which makes me believe why the dead bodies of young women were buried in the drain outside. I pulled out the hearing device from the dead woman’s body. Bringing it close to my face, I coldly whispered, “I killed your little assassin. Now fucking show up if you don’t want this clubhouse turned into burial site.” Saying that I crushed the hearing device under my shoes and looked for Erick. There in the corner, he was high on drugs and fucking two women together.

As happy as he has been in far too long a time. But that happiness does not last once he steps into his living room. Because once again the police are there. Only this time, they are not looking as friendly as they had mere hours before. This time, there is a judgement in their eyes that is aimed solely at Owen. “There has been another murder.” “What?” “We found the body of a young woman out back, past your work shop. In a large, inclosed well house.” The sheriff tells him. “She was raped, beaten and shot through the forehead. Then dumped into the well.”

Summers said. “”I’m good too, how’s the weather in London?” Whitefield asked. “Cold, but not as cold as New York, where are you at the moment?” Summers asked. “I’m on my way to dinner, with my wife and daughter, is anything the matter?” Whitefield asked. “Well yeah, Mclean was murdered yesterday, his wife told me today when I went to inspect the paintings, and the sick thing is that he was murdered in the same fashion as the other victims, Carl I’m becoming more scared and worried”.

I began, taking a casual sip of my coffee, masking the adrenaline thrumming beneath my skin, "The wives, kids, and husbands will all be there. It's the only place where we can catch them off guard, where they're lulled into a false sense of security. Sure, they'll have guns on them, but that's why I'm here. I'll take care of the armed guards outside before they even know what's happening. Inside, the club’s got top-tier security, but they won’t expect us. They think their fancy membership cards and all that high-tech surveillance make them untouchable. That’s where they’re wrong." One of the crackheads leaned forward, a stupid grin stretching across his face as he stared at the photos of the

"I am assigned to the multiple homicides that you were involved in. I'd like to hear your accounts of the events if you would be so kind." "Homicide?" Chloe hadn't even thought what to call what had happened: adultery, homicide, murder, suicide, or just brainless insanity. She brought a shaky hand up to her forehead and shook her head back and forth. "Mrs. Harris?" Mr. Policeman tried to get her attention. She was mumbling. "Homicide. Adultery. Homicide. Murder. Homicide. Suicide." "Mrs. Harris? Chloe?" He said louder with that authority that, for some reason, comes so naturally to certain people in his position.

the detective replied casually while shaking the lawyer’s hands. “Evidence? Of what kind?” the lawyer asked, annoyed, trying to take the box containing the jewels from Christian, but the latter moved quickly. “That’s confidential, but I can tell you it’s related to the murder of Miss Alexandra Anderson,” Christian said, handing the box to the detective. “Again with that? That old woman died in a car accident because she was drunk.” “Speak with more respect, lawyer, as it has already been proven that Miss Alexandra was not under the influence of alcohol. Instead, someone had tampered with her car,” the detective said angrily.

"Dear Leo, The darkness that shadows your family runs deeper than you can imagine. Your father, Albert, is not the man you think he is. Three years ago, he committed a heinous act that still haunts the corridors of our city. The life he took was that of Jessica Morgan, his loyal secretary and our unsuspecting comrade. The incriminating evidence lies hidden in your mother's cupboard. Unlock the truth, Leo, and unveil the sins your father tried so desperately to bury. Beware the secrets that follow,

“It was her, Athos . She was the one who murdered Juliane and probably set that ambush for you on the way home. - What? Are you on drugs like your mother? she accused, theatrically alarmed. Without taking my eyes off his face, I handed the phone to Athos and continued talking: “Here's a video of her accomplice confessing everything. I saw her face go pale as the voice of the whore who had confessed everything to William was audible in the room. “She paid that woman to unlock the back door to the club after you left. He went to the suite where you were and strangled the girl. - I spoke. "What that woman is saying is a lie!" Silvana roared, rising to her feet, her shrewd eyes roaming every exi

I repeated, this time demanding answers. "I am your loyal servant, Your Majesty. That is all you need to know," he replied, causing my fists to tighten. Deciding to set aside my inquiries for the moment, I turned my attention to Howard. "What's happening, Howard? Is there something I'm unaware of?" I inquired, taken aback by his response. "Someone is murdering women in our vicinity. Initially, we thought it was just disappearances, but yesterday we found the body of the first woman it took," he revealed, leaving me stunned.