Best Detective Book Series Novels & Stories

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.

"Don't promise what you can't deliver. Many detectives worked the case before. They all ended up murdered. I'm warning you for your own good." I couldn't stop the shiver that bolts down my spine. All the detectives who solved this case ended up dead? And without doubt, by the killers of the boy?! My brain went through an instant override, and then it dawned on me. Whoever might have killed this boy sure has mad connections. My pulse runs at an accelerating speed. I sip from my coffee. Then, maintaining calmness, I speak. "I've never failed a case in my life." And that's a fact. "We have a deal?"

“I didn’t have proof.” Quinn studied him. “Why this case?” For once, he hesitated. “I studied criminology,” he said. “We got a version of this case. It stuck.” It didn’t feel like the full truth. Quinn noticed, but let it go. “For now.” Damian stepped closer to the board, focus locking in again. “There’s a pattern,” he said. “Victims, locations… something connects them.” Quinn followed his gaze. “Then we find it.”

"Any favorites?" "There's this series about ancient pack wars that's surprisingly well-researched. And I have a weakness for detective novels, though don't tell Carson. He thinks they're a waste of time, but I once caught him reading one and he was too focused on it to even know I was standing in the same room as he was." "Your secret's safe with me, maybe he just doesnt want to admit how good it is." She grinned. "I love mysteries too. Have you read the Inspector Blackwood series?"

Most things are about detectives and all their boring stuff but something tells me to go through it because I might know a thing or two. I've opened almost all the books on the first shelf. Turns out detective books are not so bad. I also passed out my time by checking some of the murder novels on the shelve. One really caught my interest. Dying to call you by Elaine Viet. It's about a girl finding her sister's murderer and all that.

No. The department must be trusted. And the agency should send reliable people to work there. He closed all the windows with his mouse. - All open... you are a detective and you leave evidence like this? Maybe I do need a break. Without realizing it, he missed the slip of a criminal.

5 MINUTES LATER Lucy dropped the file back on the table “I’m done” “Hmm, so what could you deduce from the report? “ Lucy smiled “the killer was probably someone the victim knew since no form of struggle was recorded in the report and at the victim apartment there was no form of forced entry, so we can assume the killer is someone who the victim knew or is even close to since the killer was let into her bedroom, The killer is a drinker since particles of glasses that contained whiskey was found in between her flesh, so we can say that a whiskey glass bottle is the weapon of murder, The killer is obviously a special must probably a rogue special and the toxin found on her body was probably fr

Instead, I grabbed some crumpled scraps from a coworker's desk and started scribbling on those. By dawn, one of my teammates walked in and jumped. I looked dead tired, but my eyes were on fire. "I found the flaw the killer left in yesterday's case." The room lit up. I broke it down during the drive to the suspect's place. "It's the knife. The angle, the serration—it doesn't match the others..." But the second I stepped outside the Bureau, my phone blew up. I checked it—and froze. [Rising Star Detective Blake Solves Another Cold Case—813 Serial Killer in Custody!]

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.

I sat up straighter in my chair, considering everything I knew so far before I spoke. “The first problem here would be that every cop who got on this case, all went directly after Damien Salvatore. He is intelligent and dangerous, going after his minions and other smaller drug gangs would prove more effective. It would take a while before information got to the top of the chain and by then we should have questioned a good number of people, and gotten new leads." I paused, there was no way I would let a lot of people down because of our past relationship. I continued, "Also, we could start looking into banks. He has to be keeping all of that money somewhere, multiple somewheres possibly." I s