Novel & Cerita Arthur Hailey's Detective Series

"You built the knife, Zariah. Let me be the hand." Outside the jalousie windows, the far eastern edge of the Florida dark finally, fully, turned to gold, and eight hundred miles of it away, in an Atlanta homicide bureau, Detective Rhee's inbox chimed with a filing from a Miami attorney she'd never heard of, and she reached for her reading glasses with the last unhurried motion she would make for a week.

" His movement stopped. After Hyun Jae left his house. Arthur checked the security cameras on the floor of their unit and he saw Won Ji Hoo there, walked into In Ha's apartment for a while, then went out and waited for In Ha to arrive. Arthur couldn't really catch their conversation but from his gestures, he could tell. Arthur checked all the cameras that accompanied them all the way to the park. He saw what happened. It was enough to make him angry. Then when In Ha leaved, he himself checked the entire part of In Ha's apartment and found a bug. Arthur didn't hold back anymore. He told someone to break his hand. That was why he changed the lock right away. But how could Arthur explain this w

Her eyes widened as she looked past them and spotted Moressett standing still, one eye narrowed as she drew back the bowstring. Hailey swerved left, and an arrow zipped past her ear, hitting the tree beside her. Her heart pounded heavily, drowning out her thoughts as she caught a glimpse of Moressett releasing another arrow. But this one wasn't aimed at her. Desperately, she called out to Marionette, warning her to move. Unfortunately, the warning came too late, and for the second time in her life, Hailey witnessed someone die.

His voice trails off, in deep thought. As soon as they get back to the police station, the detective gives his direct boss the run down of their visit to Richard, and then he heads back to this office. As soon as he sits down, a thought hits him, a very random thought. He reaches into his journal and reads something inside... "Hit to the head certainly a man..." And Arielle, who's now the prime suspect is missing in the same manner that Tiara went missing before being found dead.

But beneath that smile was a flicker of fear, a quiet voice asking what would happen if Maurice found out first. She silenced the thought. Tomorrow, she will dig deeper. She would find the proof she needed. Tonight, though, as the city lights faded beneath the clouds, Hailey sat alone, clutching her glass, staring at the words V. Kulen – Female Child. The name echoed in her mind like a prophecy she wasn’t ready to face. She was close now. Too close to turn back. And somewhere deep inside, she already knew whatever truth she uncovered next would change everything.

"Twenty-four hours ago, we were regular homicide detectives. Now we're investigating Fae succession murders as part of a supernatural task force while navigating a three-way mystical bond that apparently makes us the most important triad in centuries." "When you put it that way, it sounds ridiculous," Rick said with a wry smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "Welcome to my world," Nathaniel remarked as he slid into the backseat. "Politics, prophecy, and murder—standard Tuesday for supernatural nobility." Casie started the engine, focusing on the familiar routine to ground herself. "Safe Harbor is about twenty minutes from here. Nathaniel, call your contact and let them know we're coming."

"Okay, this is... insane. But if you're sure..." "I'm not entirely sure, Hails!" I said, my voice lowering. "What do we do?" "We... we need proof," Hailey said, tapping her chin. "Something concrete." Her 'detective' instincts kicked in. "But how?" I sighed. "We'll figure it out," she responded. "But for now, just focus on the upcoming event at hand, okay." "What event?" I asked, my eyes darting to the bodyguard and then the little dents on my car subconsciously.

Her only desire at the moment was to drop into bed and sank into a deep long slumber. That way, she would wake up in the morning with fresh thoughts and a fresh mind. As she walked through the hallway toward her bedroom, her eyes landed on her wristwatch. Kendrick must still be at work. It was still early. But when she walked past the study room, her ears caught slight noises. Hailey gasped and halted. And she scurried to the door then pressed one ear to it. 'Urgh!' what was she doing? But her detective mode was already activated, she couldn't help it. When her thoughts went back to the Butler's weird behavior that morning, Hailey was certain that Kendrick was up to something.

Arthur said before opening the door. "What are you sorry for?" I couldn't help but ask. "You'll see." He winced, then produced the keys from his pocket and placed it into the slot. While he struggled to fit the key into the door hole, I asked him, "Where is Hayley?" "Hayley..." Arthur gazed into space, as he tried to come up with a response. I could see a smile on his face, probably laughter being suppressed. "Well, Hayley is asleep." He finally said and resumed his attempt to open the door.

“Well, how can you determine if someone is truly good detective, people are always putting up a mask. On the outside, they can be kind, but on the inside, they can be evil and cruel.” “But in your opinion. . . was she a good person?” “ . . . No. . . no she wasn’t.” “Did Hailee have enemies? Did anyone hate her?” “Uhm, yeah she maybe had one or two.” “Could you give me a name?” “. . . Me.” “You? Now why would you have a problem with Hailee,” Hayes sunk back into his chair, his face intrigued. “We had a. . . disagreement.” “Disagreement? About what?”