Novel & Cerita The Murder Inc Story

Ava I was relaxing in my office going through some files when the news caught my attention "It was reported this early morning that Xavier Morrison one of the important businessmen in New York was murdered in cold blood this morning with his secret girlfriend, the murderer remains unknown as the police are at the crime scene carrying out an investigation" I groaned in anger and turned off the news, boiling in fury. How dare that motherfucker die when I've not even carried out my revenge on him, after all he did is this the best way to die?

The man pushed Mason, left his wheelchair next to where I was standing, and went to sit down with Dante. "I’ll have a Bloody Mary; it’s very bloody in here," the man said as he looked at Dante and smiled. Then the two men were staring at my pathetic self. The police arrived just as I was about to run away from the scene, and they caught me before I could get away. Blood. Blood was everywhere, and I began to regret my actions. Dante played me; he knew I was obsessed with him and knew how far I would go for him. He made me kill. I tried to run, but I was too late; the police had already arrived. "Candice Murray, you are under arrest for the murder of June Blackwood, for a conspiracy against Mr

Letting out a growl she runs to the area, the bricked walls not so high but in the height where a human cannot climb, she walks in, the interior is the walls of separate rooms in different heights, where some are short one wall and some are two, typically like a maze. Cautiously she tramples across the bare land, her eyes catching every corner. Her movements stop, she steps back leaning on to the large wall...The sound of footsteps get closer... She jumps forward when a familiar man comes to her view, the man who murdered Philips's son, she read through the files in Mintz’s office to find out whether Mintz had known about it and as expected he did know, he knows everything behind the AIM’s c

"The document is for you. Sign it, and I'll spare your life. If you refuse, you'll both go over the edge." Conner remained on his knees, water still dripping all over his body. Floyd continued, "The rules are simple. Both of you will cross at the same time. The walkway is only about a foot wide, and it can't fit two people side by side. Whoever reaches the end first gets what they need. As for the other one…" He didn't finish his sentence, but his chilling murderous intent said it all. The moment Anisa heard "hemostatic medicine", a frantic will to survive flared in her gaze. She actually managed to pull herself up and drag her bleeding body toward the glass walkway step by step.

Normal people who will judge an extraordinary crime. "Ladies and gentlemen of the jury," Morrison begins. "This is a case about greed. About a man who married a kind, trusting woman not for love but for money. About a man who murdered his wife six hours after she gave birth to their son. About a man who thought he could get away with it." She pauses for effect. The jury is already riveted.

As the news broadcast reported a random serial killing near my residential complex, I knew—I had been reborn once again. In my first life, my husband insisted on going out in the middle of a snowstorm to buy weapons for self-defense. I locked every door and window, waiting at home, anxiety clawing at my chest. I never imagined the killer could pick locks. Before I could even react, a blade plunged into me, and I died on the couch. In my second life, I didn't hesitate. I hid in a concealed storage room, holding my breath. But the door was still pulled open. A man wearing a rabbit mask stared straight at me. "Found you," he said. In my third life, I ran to the police station. I rushed ins

Peter shook his head in amazement. “That’s really unexpected. He transplanted his own finger, so there was no rejection. But who would think he had eleven fingers? Whenever he left a fingerprint, he just removed that finger. No wonder the prints never matched.” I quickly brought the comparison report to Rebecca and Louis. “The fifteen-year-old murder case is finally solved. Rebecca, we did it.” After hearing my explanation, Rebecca still looked serious. “But what about the two surgeries the doctor mentioned? Why did he kill my parents in the first place?”

“Twenty thousand in credit card debt. Four thousand from online loans. Last week, you mortgaged the house your parents left you, took out one hundred thousand, and put it all into a speculative gaming assets investment. “And that investment collapsed the day before yesterday. “Overnight, you lost everything and ended up buried in debt.” I opened my mouth, but no words came out. Yes, I needed money. But that didn’t mean I killed anyone. “We have reason to believe you planned this murder to secure the ten-thousand-dollar reward and to take revenge on your boss and colleagues. “You know how these escape rooms work. You led them into the trap, then hid yourself in a safe compartment and controll

“You don’t understand.” “Then help me understand,” he demanded, voice strained and low. “Why are you so scared of that bastard, Millie? What’s he got over you?” Her chest heaved as she fought to contain herself, but the desperation in his gaze finally broke through her walls. With a choked sob, she blurted out, “Because I’m a murderer! I killed a man, and Francis has a video recording of it!” *** AUTHOR'S NOTE Thank you so much for reading. Just wanted to inform you guys that this book will probably be coming to an end soon, and I'm already tearing up. I'm so thankful to everyone who has supported me up to this point. Thank you!

"Kneel! Didn't you hear us tell you to kneel?" After I used the last of my strength, I collapsed onto the floor. Seeing I wouldn't kneel, Lester slowly approached, pressing the sole of his shoe onto my head. "You were fighting ten of us just now, weren't you? How come you're lying on the ground, licking my shoes now?" Ignoring his taunts, I looked past Lester's sneering face toward the urn on the table. That eight-million-dollar urn was the very thing that had nearly cost me my life at Lester's hands.