Ace Detectives Novels & Stories

He bowed slightly and left. The inspector general heaved a sigh. He hated to see his officers so clueless. But something was strange; Bob had seemed unbothered. All his years in the bureau, Inspector Akhere has seen many smart and creative detectives but he has seen none like Bob Andrews. Smart, creative, fast, and alert, Bob had built a name for himself as the Detective of Detectives. He used the brains of other detectives and he gets positive results. At first, the inspector felt he was just another control freak, but after a close study of the man he finally understood him.

NEW YORK POLICE HEADQUARTERS (NYPD) Michael Emerson is a detective who leads the NYPD's homicide division. He had just been promoted after solving a cold case that had gone unsolved for 20 years. A premeditated murder that apparently involved a famous conglomerate This time, Mike gets a murder case that actually looks simple. A CEO was shot dead in his home, and the identity of the killer has been confirmed.

Her eyes glowed red as the energy became fully attached to the officers The victim’s wife opened the door and looked at the police men “May we come in Mrs Jones?” The police men smiled at her “Yes you may” Mrs Jones ushered them in and they quickly took their seats. “I’m the police detective in charge of the case, Parker Steffens” the officer In charge of the questioning said “Nice to meet you Mr Parker Steffens” the woman replied “Would you like to rest for a while? Or are you fully sure that you are well and alright? “Parker said expressing his concerns

This was all his fault. Aaron Bridges was my captain back at the fraud department. He volunteered one of his detectives for a temporary transfer to homicide, and I managed to be the lucky winner. I silently curse him and everything else before making my way up the front steps. Making my way towards the captain’s office, eyes start following my every move. I knew they were talking about me. I tried to pretend that it didn’t bother me, but man was it hard.

Because Ace had left at dawn with a mission only he could pull off. He’d gone to meet the one person even the Vipers despised more than the cartel. Deputy Director Hale. Corrupt. Cunning. Bought seventeen different ways. And Delgado owned his debt. Ashley paced the dirt path until she spotted a single headlight cutting through the dark. Ace’s bike. He rode into the compound like he hadn’t just risked being shot, arrested, or disappeared. He parked the bike, swung a leg over, and ran a hand through his rain-soaked hair.

However, since he is Micah's best friend, I've come to know him, and I suppose I can say he has become a friend by acquaintance. During our separation, Ace took many lives, including that of the police captain who had been fired for abusing several women, including his own daughter for dating someone he disapproved of. It felt like Ace was establishing a pattern, almost as if he were trying to signal that he still remembers me. The true identity of the murderer remains a secret known only to Micah and me, and Micah becomes visibly upset whenever he sees the news reports about the killings.

There was nothing that these rich folks wouldn't do to stay out of trouble. It was easier to deal with the more common folks who didn't have the money to throw around to free themselves from any allegations. But with rich people, things were a lot more complicated. The hunter could quickly become the hunted and no one would say shit about it. When Detective Camille Adams and her able partner, Detective Jackson Cooper finally set out for Sheraton group of companies where their new suspect worked, they did so with so many doubts. But as they neared their destination, Detective Adams started to lose her nervousness. She had a duty to perform to the people after all. If Edmund Hamiton was guilty

The door opened and I watched as that bastard Ace Benett whose real was Michelle Jordan was brought in by the police. Ace stared at me and the moment he saw me, I watched as a wicked smile pasted on his lips. He was made to sit beside his lawyer before he was uncuffed and his eyes went to me. "Elias calm down." Aubrey said as she placed her hand over mine. "Let your big sister take care of the battle from here." Aubrey was confident about the case today but something felt off. I knew there were some criminals who felt no remorse for their crimes but there was always this sense of shame, anger, disappointment and impulsivity, Ace only showed excitement.

At least the NIA could get a clue about the nation's biggest criminal. Very soon the forensic report arrived too. Indeed the haunted house hosted a mafia camp. But the people doing those dangerous crimes are still unknown to the cops and roaming freely all over the world. The deeper she got into the case, the more involved she went. Cara was about to speak more to the chief when she could see Ace's number popping on the screen. Her heart skipped a beat no sooner she saw his name. Why is he calling her? "Sir, I need to take this call." Cara spoke politely and walked out of the chief's office.

bloody attractive. As I stood there admiring my team, a black, heavily tinted jeep pulled up and Alec got out. He walked closer and I got a better look at him. He was wearing FBI bullet proof vest and the whole outfit. I made a gesture to the clothes. “Oh yeah about this. My real name is Alec Santiago. I am an undercover agent from the FBI assassination department assigned to kill Edward Hawford, Richard Black and George Mikealson.” Alec said putting his hand out for me to shake.