Novel & Cerita Arthur Hailey's Detective Series

"Who do you think tipped off that black market contact of yours about the 'blonde boy' who killed Matteo? I gave you the breadcrumbs, Hailey. I wanted you to be the fire that burned my son’s empire down." My face morphs into one of pure shock. My hands start to shake not with fear, but with the realization that I have been a pawn in his game. "What?" Arthur glances at the door quickly. "Listen to me. Santino wiped out your hack team in twenty minutes. He is very close to finding out it was you. He won't spare you, Hailey. He might love you in his own twisted way, but he loves his power more. He will kill you unless you destroy him first."

Setting it on the floor between us, I lifted the lid and began to shuffle through the paperwork. “You did?” Hayden was saying into the phone. “It was?” He blew out a breath and sent me a shattered kind of look. Then he nodded. “Okay, okay.” He listened to whatever the detective had to say. After a whispered, “Holy shit,” under his breath, he ran his fingers through his hair. I paused my search to shoot him a worried glance, but he rolled his hand, encouraging me to continue what I was doing. So I did until I found the last will and testament of one Arthur K. Judge.

Williams smile became brighter “ So she the blood thirsty flower I’ve always heard about. I really did underestimate her identity but this, this is way better” ‘ But she is truly foolish. Did she create the duplicate so that she could see if I could find any new evidence related to the deaths? If it is so, how does she plan to convince me about the dead body? It seems I have to help her now' ........... WELLINGTON STREET Sirens could be heard as police cars surrounded a building It was another death The wife of the victim held the body crying as she kept repeating the same words she had been saying since she was informed of her husband's death

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And I must say, handling something like this somehow intimidates me. This is my first time to handle such case. And Clayton's been doing it since his career began taking off. So as much as I hate to admit it, he knows better than I am in this position. But I'll make sure to work hard and show to everyone at The Detective Tag firm that I'm capable. That's the only goal, after all. "This is what we're going to do," He turns to his back to get something from his backpack. "Visit all the places where past victims were killed. The police are still guarding the houses. No objects were touched or used after the murders happened..."

She hugged Hailey goodbye and headed inside, while Hailey headed back to the taxi that was still waiting for her. I was itching to ask Hailey about whatever it was Hara was hiding, but then again, I decided not to. If Hara was keeping her meeting with Roland a secret, then Hailey will certainly be her accomplice. If she rats Hara out to me, Hara would surely feel betrayed, and that's the last feeling I want her to ever feel. Hailey left in the taxi and I went inside the mansion after making sure there wasn't any werewolf stench lingering around. You could say I'm paranoid, but I just don't wanna take any chances.

I did my best to take care not to scratch the leather, but when it fell into my arms, I noticed what looked like a fresh dig. Books were not as common in that era as they were in the future so I felt bad about causing damage to it. My lamenting lasted only briefly. An intense curiosity took over just as soon as I realized that it was a journal. It was not just any journal, either. This journal belonged to the late Elsbeth Sleuth. Could the deep, dark family secret be discovered within its pages? I simply had to find out. Lowering myself into a comfy nearby chair, I opened to the first page and focused on the elaborate handwriting. It took some time to familiarize myself with her dramat

The Private Investigator and his assistant decided to go through things over again to pass the time. “So far, what do we have?” Mr. Tevyat asked as he took another sip of coffee. Jack whipped out his clipboard and went through the papers there. “So far, we have yet to find any clues that would lead us to know who is the sender of the letter to Auria, or the culprit for the murder of John Albert Tristan. I went back to the Post Office that is the service provider for Auria regarding those letters and went through their employment list. I am still going through it as of now but did not find any suspicious person.”

Ciara called out to a retreating Hailey, urging her to hasten up, lest she be late. While preparing for work, Hailey pretty much fueled her determination to get back her life and forget all about Chase and the drama that comes with it. Soon enough, she was dressed and on her way to work. After the little investigation she carried out a day before, her instincts told her that she was on to something big. Inside the office of Mrs Whitmore, Hailey was seated on the couch facing her boss as she updated her on the latest happenings and discovery on the job. " Yesterday, I was able to tail him to a shady neighborhood and shady looking people and even took pictures of the buildings where some of hi

Ó The two men went round and round in circles until there was a knock at the door sometime later. Gil opened the door to see the lady detective standing there, and for some odd reason, his guilt over the nightÕs indiscretion showed on his face in a fiery blush. Detective Sparks quirked a brow at the unsettled man, wondering at the look of discomfort on his face. ÒGood morning Gil, mind if I come in?Ó He stepped back out of the way to let her and her partner in. Officer Bailey exchanged a few words of comfort with the grieving widower before both law enforcement officers saw the roomÕs other occupant.