I would just like to take a minute to say thank you to everyone has been reading “The Murder Sessions” and supported me through this. It has been very daunting opening up my writing to other people like this, with lots of fears and anxieties running through my head: what if nobody likes it? What …
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Chapter Twenty
That Night Blair: Good evening Bloodlusters’ and welcome to the one hundredth episode of The Murder Sessions! To celebrate making it to one hundred episodes tonight, we have none other than model and social media influencer Dayna Khalid. I know a lot of you had requested I get her back on as a guest – …
Chapter Nineteen
The journey back to Kirkleithen was one of the longest of my life. I could barely sit still, my eyes watching the clock as each minute that ticked by felt like an hour. I could barely sit still, itching to get home and praying it was just a coincidence; Granda’s screwdriver would be in …
Competition Time!
With only a few chapters left to go, it’s competition time!🥳 Who do you think killed Dayna? To answer, follow the link to The Murder Sessions Facebook group. Request to join and then once accepted, select your answer on the poll! As a thank you to the massive amount of support and loyal readers I’ve …
Chapter Seventeen
Sean had been on the run for over a week, with his brother suspended from the police force indefinitely. It seemed Macdonald believed he was helping his brother, though I found it hard to believe Scott was even capable of doing something to help another. The messages had stopped, at least from RejectedVexFan. Instead, I …
Chapter Fifteen
I caught the second – and last – bus of the day by the skin of my teeth. One of the many inconveniences of living so far in the middle of nowhere, was that if you couldn’t drive you were trapped in the village after twelve o’clock. It was a good two hour bus journey …
Chapter Nine
Dayna’s funeral was a couple of days later, and at first, I was reluctant to attend. The look of rage in Mr Khalid’s eye, the way he had thrown me out of the hotel; would he throw me out of her funeral as well? The night before her funeral, I was washing up the …
Chapter Six
I had always read about people in shock thinking and doing bizarre things, but this was the first time I had experienced it. As I bent over her listless body, tears falling,!all I could think about was how she was wearing red. Dayna hated red; she always decried it as “not her colour.” It took …
Chapter Four
I sat in the interview room of the station house, on the most uncomfortable chair imaginable. The atmosphere in the room was even more unsettling. Sergeant Andrews and Scott – sorry, Officer Clark – sat opposite me. Andrew’s expression was blank, making her impossible to read. Scott, on the other hand, eyed me with …
Chapter Two
Where are you Dayna? That was the question on everybody’s lips the first two days of the search. The villages’ two police cars took turns patrolling “Main Street” – which is really the only street in Kirkleithen. A long, potholed road that spans four miles along the coast, a church at one end, the …
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