A Snowy Death: A Crime Mystery Short Story

By Connor Whiteley

An Assassin. A Strange Group. Deadly Secrets.

Reggie dies today.

Assassin Reggie Lordwood stalks a target. He watches bright snow. Reggie feels growing darkness.

Reggie faces shocking truths.

A gripping, enthralling, shocking crime story hooking readers from first to last word. 

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Connor Whiteley
• Release date: Jul 21, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215288245

Connor Whiteley

Hello, I'm Connor Whiteley, I am an 18-year-old who loves to write creatively, and I wrote my Brownsea trilogy when I was 14 years old after I went to Brownsea Island on a scout camp. At the camp, I started to think about how all the broken tiles and pottery got there and somehow a trilogy got created.Moreover, I love writing fantasy and sci-fi novels because you’re only limited by your imagination.In addition, I'm was an Explorer Scout and I love camping, sailing and other outdoor activities as well as cooking.Furthermore, I do quite a bit of charity work as well. For example: in early 2018 I was a part of a youth panel which was involved in creating a report with research to try and get government funding for organised youth groups and through this panel. I was invited to Prince Charles’ 70th birthday party and how some of us got in the royal photograph.Finally, I am going to university and I hope to get my doctorate in clinical psychology in a few years.

Book preview

A SNOWY DEATH

On the day he died, bright crystal confetti showered down on the city of London, England, marking a strange almost supernatural phenomenon that some might consider an omen, a hint of what was to come or something else entirely, as the snowstorm lingered a little too past its official expiration date for the comfort of normal Londoners.

Reggie Lordwood with his black backpack filled with all sorts of gadgets and more, gently walked the streets of London with cold houses packed so tightly together they might have well of been stuck together like children's toys, the odd potted plant outside in some effort to make the street seem a little green was caked in snow almost a deadly blanket suffocating the plant to death. Not that the plants were out in the first place but they wouldn’t be now.

The entire street was caked in thick layers of snow and whilst other footprints patterned the snow and the cold did not cause other people to fear venturing outside on this coldest of mornings, Reggie didn’t watch, listen or paid any attention to them. They were