Romans & histoires 2 Sisters Detective Agency

Nico grinned, rubbing his hands together with gleeful malice. Deja stared at them in awe. “Y’all are being... weirdly competent. Are we... like... a team now?” “Detective Brothers, baby,” Nico said smugly. “Detective Brothers?” Deja repeated incredulously. “It’s what we called ourselves when we were kids and used to spy on the household staff,” Nico explained. “We solved the Case of the Missing Christmas Cookies and exposed the gardener’s affair with the neighbor’s nanny.” “I told you that was a dumb name,” Trevor muttered.

He just glared at her and then left with James when the detectives wanted to ask her a few questions in private. “Hello Ms. Nawassa, I am Detective Bryant, and this is Detective Santiago. How are you feeling?” asked one of them, a woman of maybe late thirties with auburn hair streaked with gray. She smiled at Lily, but Lily didn’t feel any warmth in the smile. “Ms. Nawassa, we would like to ask you about the break in,” she said, not waiting for Lily to answer her first question. “Go ahead,” Lily stated, irritated that she didn’t wait for Lily to answer her first question.

Later when they were about to sleep he showed them the property deed – the flat was in the name of his sister. ‘I am sorry ...’ said the sub-inspector, staring at Mrs Rashid for a long moment and then turning to the inspector. ‘But, I don’t see any connection with the Arora case.’ Inspector Rashid smiled, he was aware of his wife’s pattern of storytelling. She was building momentum. ‘I know ...’ said Mrs Rashid encouragingly. ‘But if you know who the sister was, you will find a connection.’ Her eyes sparkled. ‘Who is the sister?’ the sub-inspector’s mouth opened in anticipation.

Seth climbed off the bike, looking utterly ridiculous in his I-Just-Sprang-Outta-The-Hospital garb. “Busted,” I whispered to him. “The Segway security guy must have ratted us out. Man, that hospital takes its policies way too seriously.” “Are you Luna Masterson?” The detective didn’t even flick an eye at my brother, but the officer looked him up and down. “Sure am. What can I do for you, O fine enforcers of the law?” “We need to ask you a few questions. Do you know where Cecilia Masterson is?”

"He discovered that his sister was a DEA agent, we have recordings of everything, but if we arrest Estébanez, Raúl Sandoval will realize that there is someone else undercover and we still need to get some more information." "That son of a bitch has to pay for all that." He demands, and seeing him like that, breaks my heart. "And she will, I promise you. Your sister, besides being an incredible agent, was my best friend.I want justice too," the agent informs us. "And how do we achieve it?" I ask, completely confused. "You can't leave the company now, you haven't been in there for a month, and if you do, it will be suspicious." Just get on with your work and help Agent Sandoval with whatever h

(Sophia's Dream) As Sophia's sister approached, Barnes and the other officer lowered their weapons, recognizing her as a fellow officer. Sophia stood frozen, unsure of what to say or do next. "Sophia didn't steal anything," her sister spoke up, her voice firm. "I called her here to help me with an investigation." Barnes looked skeptical, but Sophia's sister produced a badge, proving that she was indeed a detective. Barnes grudgingly let them go, but not before warning Sophia that he would be watching her every move.

Both sisters are fighting alone to expose Liam; will they succeed? To Be Continued

The kind that comes from seeing too many families shattered. Alexa sat at the metal table. She hadn’t moved in forty-seven minutes. Not since they brought her here from the morgue, still wearing the same clothes she'd worn for fourteen hours of travel. Her duffel bag sits on the floor beside her chair, unzipped, Alice's sweatshirt visible at the top. "She has visible marks on her wrists," Detective Cross says, stepping into the room. She closes the door behind her, a gesture of privacy that feels almost kind. "Which means she did try to struggle. Your sister was murdered."

Phidelia's voice invaded the former's concentration but instead of answering, she remained focused as everything she had watched from all those detective movies came flooding her mind's eye. It was not like she was ignoring her sister but then, she was so into what she was doing that she barely heard her. It was like she had been thrown into her own detective world. “If I'm right,” Phidel muttered on an impulse while she clicked on a file as if she just heard her sister's query. “then, this should give us something.” She continued with her eyes fixed on one of the screens as she waited for the loading video to play.

Detective Sullivan attempted his way over towards me, but barely passed Elizabeth when Captain Johnston’s voice was heard throughout the room. “Anderson! My office!” I take one last look at Elizabeth before sulking my way into his office. “Captain.” I say shaking his hand. “Detective Anderson. I didn’t expect to see you back in my office, let alone my squad room. How have you been?” His calm demeanor taking me by surprise. I half expected the same reaction I had gotten from Elizabeth. The way I left everything; I was amazed he wasn’t yelling down my throat.