My Son Is a Murderer (Twisted Family Mysteries, #1)

by Spencer Guerrero

As a final blow—someone else— a witness pushed him over the hillside after the deadly confrontation.

but then reality set in, and a hundred thoughts stormed his mind all at once.

“Why were you rummaging through all your things the day of Henry’s memorial? What were you looking for?”

I was fire, she was water. She strived for peace and I had no problem going to war if I needed to.

Veronica usually tried to say things that sounded deep but actually weren’t. It perfectly captured who she was as a person. She was all glitz and glamour on the outside. On the inside, she was as hollow as they came.

It hits you like a car going 100 miles per hour and leaves an open wound so deep it never fully heals.

“Jonathan was arrested because School Resource Officers saw him with blood on his hands, and when they went to question him, he ran. The lab tested the blood and it matched Henry’s DNA,”

“Layla Forrester killed Henry! It’s on the internet! Read the theories! They make sense! Justice for Henry! We want justice for Henry!” Jeff shouted.

“It’s all my fault. I murdered Henry. Henry found out about something he shouldn’t have,” Felix harshly stated.

“You already knew your Dad killed Henry, didn’t you?” “No, Mom. I’m the one who killed Henry.”