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Deadly Birthday Cake
“She’s not breathing! Get the doctor!” The nurse was visibly shaken, and she looked like she was about to cry as she ushered me out of the room saying they needed room to work.
By Winter Lynn5 years ago in Criminal
Death by What?
What You Know Beverly Markum had lived in the small apartment for more than three years. Not long after her husband passed, she sold their home and most of their furniture to move into a quaint complex for people over fifty. She didn’t want to worry about cutting grass or cleaning gutters any longer. At 57 years young, she thought she still had a lot of life to live and she had intended for it to be as care free as possible. Now she is dead in that care free apartment and you need to figure out what, or who, killed her.
By Anna Munson5 years ago in Criminal
Every Moment Counts
525,600 minutes 525,000 moments so dear 525,600 minutes How do you measure? Measure a year? This song plays in my head each morning, as I scratch another day off on the wall. Only for me, it’s been 4,207,680 minutes. That’s right eight years. Eight years in the same cell, and only three days to go. Well, 4,000 minutes to be exact!
By Nicoleta Marangou5 years ago in Criminal
The Stranger, the Pear, and the Armor
The Stranger, the Pear, and the Armor Picture the muddy shores of a dark lake at midnight. For whom the bell tolls, so they say.
By Britt Payne5 years ago in Criminal
The Consulate Case
In February 2019, Jeet Thakur Sahai visited his good friend Mayank Pasricha in Chandigarh, India. Mayank lived his wife Swati and parents in Chandigarh. Jeet had gone there for a few days. Mayank worked at the Australian Consulate in Chandigarh and they were having a party there on a Friday night. Friends of employees were welcome as well, so Jeet went with Mayank to the party.
By Anshuman Kumar5 years ago in Criminal
The Stranger, the Pear Tree, and the Armor
The Story of the Stranger, the Pear Tree, and the Armor - Picture the muddy shores of a dark lake at midnight. For whom the bell tolls, so they say.
By Britt Payne5 years ago in Criminal
The Stranger, the Pear, and the Armor
The Stranger, the Pear, and the Armor Picture the muddy shores of a dark lake at midnight. For whom the bell tolls, so they say.
By Britt Payne5 years ago in Criminal
The Hostel Murder Case
In March 2021 Jeet Thakur Sahai was asked by his colleague in another department to assist in a case. Inspector Hitesh Rampal was investigating the murder of a student at a hostel of a college in New Delhi. The college’s name was Shri Bharat Saxena College of Arts and Commerce. The college had two hostel buildings in its campus. The previous night a student was found murdered on the fourth floor of the men’s hostel building. The dead student’s name was Ashish Paranjpe.
By Anshuman Kumar5 years ago in Criminal
You Never Knew What Hit You in the Gut
I was watching through my rear view mirror when I saw the smirk on her face. They were about to unwind and undress. Of course that's what most people do at pregnancy peak. I invited some friends in the back so nobody would be suspicious. I wait a few moments and start taking pictures. Oh she is definitely caught red handed this time. I start the car and begin to pull forward, I had enough evidence at this point. I pull away and go down the road a little ways, then I have a gut feeling to turn back.
By Jammie Alexander5 years ago in Criminal
The Kyra Daniels Cases: Death by Chocolate
“Strangulation is likely,” forensic analyst Anderson says aloud as he photographs the body of Katherine Wilson. The twenty-four-year-old ballet dancer had been found dead on her linoleum apartment floor, bruise marks around her neck. The chain lock had been torn from the wall: that indicated force entry. What few items had been in the room prior to the break-in were now damaged, perhaps from a struggle. Still, it looks so neat and tidy. The smell of bleach is heavy in the air. The forensics team is busy taking pictures and bagging a small rope that may have been the murder weapon, while my rookie partner, Detective Jeffrey Hayes, speaks with the roommate.
By B.D. Reid5 years ago in Criminal
A Night In The Woods
It was three in the morning when Dan got home drunk after his shift at The Greasy Hog. Fumbling for the keyhole on his old rusted yellow trailer, he wondered in his inebriated state whether or not it was worth keeping the damned thing locked. The old doublewide had been passed down from his father, held together by years of layered duct tape. Even if money wasn’t a problem he would take a run-down shack in the woods over being in the city.
By Martin Jones5 years ago in Criminal
Sweet Poison
I've been on 3 consecutive dates with Kevin in the past 2 months. Each better than the last one. I've decided that I want to make him all mine; I want Kevin to be my one and only: The final piece of the puzzle that completes me.
By Sierra J. Ball5 years ago in Criminal