Best Detective Series Books Novels & Stories

The man was detective Sawyer and the woman was Angela his assistant, then after the exchange of pleasantries, silence fell on them and it itched her to ask about the updates so she did like she wanted to do. “Well?” “As I told you earlier, we have the suspects with us but unfortunately one died due to the injuries he sustained and the other two are in custody with us with just some injuries” he explained to her and she closed her eyes then opened them again to look at them both. “Are you ready ma’am?” he asked “Yes,” she said boldly but could feel her limbs shake and couldn’t know why she felt like that “I want to meet them now” she answered and he turned to Angela then gave her a nod which

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

"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?"

"Hey guys, we got a call from Jackson valley. A hiker spotted Theodore Burnett at the Rocky Mountains. Said that he was camping alone. He bolted when he saw the hiker, that somehow confirmed who he is. They're hunting him down now." "Grayson, let's go." Oliver was about say that he wants to come with Chris, but when Grayson left his chair and picked up his jacket, Oliver had no choice but to bite back his tongue. He wanted so bad to talk to Chris, but Grayson was always in the way. It makes Oliver frustrated, but he knew that the new detective in their department is the one at fault. He drove a wedge between their friendship, so he can't blame anyone. ---------------------------

It's Monday morning and Max’s alarm pulled him from his sleep, which he didn't get a lot of last night thinking of Jenna and what happened in the car. Getting up and ready for work. The Criminal Investigations Division which he works in is his passion. This weekend he needs to be on call the major drug bust that his team is planning is very near. Then he goes on long service leave he wants to get away with Jenna. He no longer wants her to work. They can both retire enjoy life, get married have kids. That’s what he wants. The perfect life with Jenna

“I collected as much information as I could get since, I set my foot on Roshord high. You are Ruby’s boyfriend. The boy grieved more for her death. I literally know every single detail of Roshord high students connected with Ruby, Tiffany and Becca.” “Okay. We will answer your questions.” Chloe said out of fear. “No. We don’t.” Caleb refused again. “There have been many detectives, but no one ever succeeded in solving the case. Everyone is good at speaking, but not when it comes to action. I’m not interested in answering any detective’s questions who never going to bring an end to this. All are useless.” He snapped and Mrs Benjamin’s temper raised to the core. There’s a lot of determination

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.

“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.”

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!]

My frustration mounted, fueling a growing sense of apprehension as the detective's next move remained uncertain. To my surprise, the detective reached into his bag and retrieved a book. My curiosity was piqued, and I wondered what significance this book held in relation to the ongoing investigation. As he held it up, my eyes fixated on the worn cover, its pages weathered by time and use. My mind raced, trying to recall any connection this book might have with Aurelia. "Beta Liu," the detective began, his tone measured, "do you recognize this book?" I squinted at the book, trying to discern any familiar details. "I'm afraid not, Detective," I responded honestly, a flicker of confusion passing