Death For The Wife: An Assassin Crime Mystery Short Story

By Connor Whiteley

An Assassin. A Dangerous Wife. A Dangerous Group.

Assassins kill people

Assassin Eva kills targets. She investigates a wealthy woman. Eva learns she needs to die.

Eva must assassinate a deadly group.

An exciting, compelling crime story making you read late into the night.

BUY NOW!

Also available in Mystery Short Story Collection Volume 3.

• Language: English
• Publisher: CGD Publishing
• Release date: Apr 26, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224668205

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

DEATH FOR THE WIFE

11th December 2022

Unknown Location, Southeast England

Assassin Eva Longleat had never ever been somewhere as cold and freezing and icy as the southeast of England today. Normally she was off killing, singing and dancing in Spain or wonderful France or even sunny Egypt, but a job was a job and she sadly had to return to her birth country to kill a new target.

Eva stood behind a thick, dense oak tree without any leaves at the very edge of the massive field sloping on a hill as she pressed herself against the tree becoming one with it in order to better avoid detection. But it was so cold that her breath was forming thick columns of vapour like a dragon in front of her, and it was so cold that Eva actually felt the icy cold air coat her lungs along with the sweet amazing aromas of wild garlic, rosemary and