Best Detective Novels & Stories

He asked curiously. I thought about it for a moment, but then shook my head. “No… Officer Ken said they weren’t going to rest until they figure out who did this. I guess I just have to trust them…” I said as I sighed. “I could always see if my father would look into it as well. He’s a great detective.” “That’s a good idea. If anyone can figure this mystery out, it’s Alpha Bastien,” Brody said with a bright smile. His smile always seemed to light up the room; even though he wasn’t my mate, Val seemed to have relaxed as well.

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.

He asked, more like it's sure to happen in his mind, knowing his stupidity, he won't last an hour facing his boss, take note of that he's stabbing Klyde McMarrow AKA the most wanted person in the world in the back. "You're going to stand as a new crime lord, the king of drugs and all and defeat Klyde McMarrow using his so called best tactic on getting rich in just a matter of time." Detective Won clasps his hands and places it under his chin, looking like a genius Detective from an anime series.

Detective Small, I learned while in Dallas, is nothing short of a psychopath. His partner Detective Ryan was a good person who put trust in him as her partner, and it got her killed. His talent for pinning murders on members of society he deems to be unworthy was horrifying. I approached Detective Ryan with some information and hoped that she would take it seriously.

But I'm going to get through this all fine, I haven't done anything wrong after all. “Luna, we meet again”. The detective says. Oh good, he remembers too. “You might have forgotten but I'm Detective Casper Alvin, and this is my comrade, Detective Jade Kelsey”. The lady doesn't offer as much as a smile, just a small nod that I could have definitely missed if I wasn't looking. “I do remember you, detective”. I say, bringing one leg over the other in an attempt to portray the confidence that I don't have. His eyes fix on every little action I make, making me even more uncomfortable.

“I’m trying to zone in on whether she had any enemies, stalkers, or crazy ex-boyfriends.” “Yeah. She’s been here a few times. I’m not always here to keep watch, but there have been times I’ve seen her here.” Bentley stared sternly at the detective, who was nearly a foot shorter than him. Even though the severity of the situation was cruel and intense, I couldn’t help but find him attractive. The way he handled himself in the eyes of the law—so confident and graceful—made me want to give him a pass in more areas than one.

“I’ve found an experienced detective, Carson Ritzer, to investigate Aunt May and Emily’s death. I believe that we’ll find out who that ‘master’ is real soon.” Xyla and Jeremy were surprised to hear the detective’s name. Carson was the world’s No.1 detective. He had solved countless bizarre cases. No one else on earth could defeat him. Many of the world’s most sensational murder cases were solved, thanks to him. Xyla felt like they were closer to the truth after hearing his name. Never in her life had she expected Stanley to hire Carson to investigate May’s and Emily’s deaths. As far as she knew, Carson had already retired due to old age.

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.

More like, the kind of place where people minded their business and didn't ask questions. The detective himself looked like the kind of man who'd seen too much. Let's say he would be in his mid-forties maybe. Sharp eyes that didn't miss anything. The way he sat, shoulders relaxed but alert, told me he'd done this a hundred times before. "Like you already said, I am the best in the first. And I don't do less, I give you exactly what you want and that's made me stand out in the security service. Just let me know the exact thing you want and you have to trust me because I don't disappoint."

I stared at the screen, hands shaking as Jenna's interview played. Reporters swarmed her. She just smiled, calm as ever. "I have a special ability," she said. "I can see from a killer's perspective. That's how I found the serrated knife and tracked him down." The crowd went wild. "No wonder Detective Blake's unstoppable!" "With her around, criminals don't stand a chance!" Then a reporter cut through the noise: "Since you joined, Detective Mercer hasn't solved a single case. What do you think about that?"