Are Bullets Traceable Novels & Stories

"Dr. Patrick was able to trace these specific deposits back to a mine in Sierra Leone. So, if we can pinpoint who would have had access to that mine, then we'll know who made the bullet. And if we can figure out who made the bullet, then maybe we can determine how they knew titanium could allow a Hunter to take out another Hunter and why they would want to create such a weapon." "Oh, that sounds simple enough," Elliott replied, rolling his eyes. "Since there's no reason to suspect that it was a Hunter or a Guardian who formulated the magic bullet, we'll just interview all of the people in Sierra Leone. That can't be more than, what, a couple million people..." "Actually, the population of Si

He stayed quiet until we were inside the car. “Are you okay? Let me drive,” I offered, noticing how silent and shaken he looked. “How did you know all of that?” he asked, staring at me. “Even the different bullets... and the sniper’s location?” “It’s not that hard. The farther the shot, the deeper the bullet digs into the ground. The size and pattern of the holes tell the rest.” “I get that. I’ve been studying guns for two years... but how do you know all this? Even the exact location?”

"Exactly," Tyler murmured, his voice dropping into a dark, calculating tone. "It was a hit, Sarah. Plain and simple. They wanted your head, you stubborn woman. But as for a direct lead on the shooter... the police are hitting a brick wall. The rain that night washed away any tire tracks or footprints near the embankment before the forensic team could even set up their tents. The ballistics unit recovered the bullet from Dex’s shoulder, but it’s a standard, untraceable caliber. They told me flat out that they can’t make any real progress because only one person can give them the information they actually need."

“But you didn’t find any indicators?” Swift shook his head. “So, we’re at a complete dead end?” I remarked, keeping my frustration in check. “Actually…” Swift continued, “maybe not. Truth is, handguns like these are common enough. Even if there was a marker, I couldn’t confidently tell you it made it into pack lands because of that dealer. It could have passed through several other hands first. If it was a rifle or an automatic, that would be another story.” “And how is this not a dead end?” I pressed.

She immediately picked it up when she saw the caller ID. “I’ve lost him, ma'am, and I was able to extract the bullet from the body, so they can't trace it back to us,” Victor reported. Karen adjusted on her seat, but she didn't want to relax just yet until she was sure that there were no traces. “And you didn't forget to have all the CCTVs destroyed before we arrived?” She confirmed, her heart racing. “I didn't forget, ma'am.” Then she let out a relieved sigh. “Okay, good. Meet me in the house.”

Bryce asked, however, a frown appeared on Zarius' face. "That is no ordinary silver bullet." Zarius said, suddenly and the others turned to look at him. "Oh, what do you think?" Nate asked, moving closer to the Beta with curious eyes. "During the war against the hunters, we extracted different kinds of silver bullets and studied every single one of them. That bullet has the ability to kill once it enters the skin." Zarius explained, with a frown on his face. The study was silent for a moment and Roman asked, "Then how do you think Ariel got the bullet and the gun?"

Why is such a powerful force behind Scarlet's life - a destitute and an orphaned girl who did no harm to anyone except do good to people? "Technology can be used in a positive or a negative way. It is the discretion of the man who uses it. Actually by the time the bullet arrived, nobody was operating the gun. Thus, though our men went on an immediate alert and spread themselves like fire to all the neighboring areas in search of the culprit, we could not trace him." Goosebumps of threat flared on Ace's skin learning the information bit by bit as Liam delivers it.

“Do you know whose marking this is?” Alaric’s eyes immediately fell on the bullet. He picked it up. The moment he saw the marking, something changed in his face. It was only for a second. His eyes widened slightly, and his fingers tightened around the bullet. Then he quickly masked his reaction. Aiden noticed. He watched his father carefully. Alaric placed the bullet back on the desk. “Where did you get this?” he asked. “Right outside Red Moon Pack,” Aiden replied. “It was found close to Beta Kael’s body.”

The man casually walked away with his hands in his pocket and even faintly whistling. Her eyes followed his back until he turned a street and disappeared from her sight. Her suspicion never disappeared. As quickly as she could, she took a zip lock bag from her trunk and slid her pistol inside. She made sure the nuzzle would come in contact with his hoodie for the machine to be able to trace him. A few days later, another frown creased her forehead as she received her pistol in a new zip-lock bag. “We’re sorry, this DNA doesn’t exist,” the researcher she asked a favor from shook his head. “I don’t know how it’s possible as well, but we couldn’t look for the owner.”

The cabin was not far from where we were. The bullets were made of a special kind of material that melts from inside body temperature within a few seconds after the bullet enters the body. They looked similar to the bullets hunters were using . In all this plan where I needed Xavier.He and his family is going to replace the weapons with the fake ones .As for Morgal's weapons dad and I were going to do that honor.