Armed Detective Agency Novels & Stories

I slide into the driver’s seat of my car, confused and off-kilter. “Who was that man?” Mama asks. “Are you in danger?” “Henry Alcott.” I look down at the crisp card in my hand, and the square, black print turns my stomach. “Special Agent, Organized Crime.”

There was an unmistakable air of power about her, her expression fixed in a perpetually serious frown that seemed capable of extracting information from anyone. She retrieved an ID from her jacket pocket and flashed it in front of the two local detectives, her movements swift and efficient. "I'm Special Agent Morgan Quinn from the FBI. We're taking over this case. Please see yourselves out," she stated crisply, her voice leaving no room for argument. Turning her attention to Emma, she softened her demeanor slightly. "You must be the famous Emma Callum. It's nice to meet you," Agent Quinn said, extending her hand towards Emma, who hesitated briefly before tentatively reaching out to shake han

In order to fulfil the mission she didn’t mind having one or two people sacrificing their lives for it, besides she couldn’t even save them even if she wanted too so why bother and people do die every day so it was nothing adding another to the list. She could have easily gotten a body from the police but the police didn’t even know who she was. The agency refused to inform the police department about her arrival and her mission to help in the investigation because they felt that the culprits could be from any where so it was better not to trust anyone including the police force. Plop The man fell down on the floor like a big log of wood, his body fully dried up. Lucy squatted in front of th

The limousine was idly waiting to drive Thaddeus back to the city though he instructed the driver to take him someplace else instead. His actual destination was Main City precinct situated on Maynard Avenue, the city’s head department which oversaw all felonies, crimes and misdemeanours that poured in from surrounding counties. He would have preferred visiting the Sheriff whom Constance had talked about regarding her son’s disappearance but he surmised that his presence there might set off an alarm by cops wondering what his business there might be. Hundreds of questions would fly once cops got wind of how much he knew about the lonely rich widow in their county and her missing son. Sinc

–You will have your lawyer, but first, why not, we will try to reach an agreement. “I have nothing to say,” he said with discordant airs. “I’m a private detective. I was hired to investigate a woman and then they refused to pay the stipulated price for my work.” -That woman is an FBI agent who was declared dead, and now we know that she is being held by organized crime. You will understand that this is beyond your simple job as a private detective. - said Maddox in a serious voice. For the first time, the prisoner's gaze wavered, losing confidence. The older agent understood that he was scared.

The midday sun cast a golden hue upon the city, its warmth contrasting sharply with the pulse of tension thrumming through Chief Investigator Samuel Hayes. He stood at the helm of his team outside the quaint residence of Henry, the shadowy accountant working with ties to a web of financial crime that had evaded authorities for far too long. With the arrest warrant firmly clasped in his hand, an anticipatory thrill coursed through him—one way or another, today would mark a turning point.

It was as if Reed’s station were being robbed, but the moment the woman’s eyes laid across to where he was, Reed saw a recognition, and who was he to forget who Agatha was? “Chief.” Even so, he show his respect, when she had gotten closer at him. “Detective.” Agatha briefly uttered. “What this is all about?” Reed gestured to her men, which he wasn’t expecting even on the slightest. “I didn’t know that there would be a reunion that were too soon.” He added as a joke, but nobody laugh. Reed cleared his throat. “So?” Anticipated, he added. “We are here to conduct the law, detective.” Agatha meaningfully said. “We are looking for Gerry Ortega, which according to our sources is one of the officer

In the end, Meredith and George decided to arrange a meeting with the police detective assigned to Helena’s case, Detective Sergio. He was a tall, lean man with clean-cut hazelnut hair. Alice could make out the wrinkles in his forehead and cheeks as he settled himself in front of her. She watched the man remove his black coat and placed it on the table before taking out a medium-sized notepad and a pen. Alice loved comic books about detectives. Her favorite was James Gordon; he was Batman’s acquaintance and a respectable captain of the Gotham City Police Department. Whenever she saw a detective, she could not help but be mesmerized by their badges and work.

I read on for a few seconds, mouthing the words silently. "Listen to this," I said, once I had finished reading the paragraph. "asked if the murder investigation would ever unravel what had happened to Miss Davis, Sir Dennis said it was not for him to say. Instead, he insisted it was a police matter. Do you see that? One of the world's most powerful intelligence agencies turn investigations of the mysterious deaths of their employees over to the Metropolitan Police just like that." I snapped my fingers for emphasis. "Look at the face on this bastard!" I exclaimed, passing the newspaper over.

" He can't help but notice it. In particular, Agatha Brookes is a famous detective in another country where he can't be easily manipulated by criminals. But I can't help you now since we're already facing another dead end in the investigation. "We're? Bitch no, I already found myself a lead and a clue to the investigation, and the best part, it was here throughout the whole time." "Tell me, what is it?" Agatha took another sip from her cigarette and blew a cigarette in his face. Gergor coughs for a second. It's not what it is. I have a better question for you. It's who it was? " There's a sudden knock on his door. "Come in!" Chief Gergor yells and someone enters the office. Agatha quickly sm