Best Detective Thriller Books Novels & Stories

Shrewsbury The Third Twin: A Dark Psychological Thriller by Darren Speegle Aletheia: A Supernatural Thriller by J.S. Breukelaar Where the Dead Go to Die by Mark Allan Gunnells and Aaron Dries Sarah Killian: Serial Killer (For Hire!) by Mark Sheldon The Final Cut by Jasper Bark Blackwater Val by William Gorman Pretty Little Dead Girls: A Novel of Murder and Whimsy by Mercedes M. Yardley Nameless: The Darkness Comes by Mercedes M. Yardley

"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?"

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.

Once they are confident about their foolproof plan, they would wait for the perfect opening and then bam! He paused and glanced at the sub-inspector. ‘To me Navpreet,’ said the inspector pensively, glancing over at the sub-inspector, ‘this looks like the type two murder done by someone with a controlled intelligence. Nothing is random here ... and that black sweater has got to be the key to this riddle. Believe me, when we discover the truth behind that sweater, we would have solved the case.’ There was something indescribable about the way the inspector said those words. It was as if he was standing in front of a closed door, aware of the secret it guarded.

The Princess Arrested In the vibrant chaos of downtown, the 12th precinct transformed into a pressure cooker of tension as the President of Flawless Inc. found herself at the center of a storm. A relentless battalion of detectives closed in, their questions sharp and probing, firing off like arrows aimed at her composure. The air buzzed with an electric intensity, thick with apprehension that practically wrapped around her.

"I have contacts who might know more about the Sparrow's recent movements." Mendoza nodded approvingly. "This is exactly why the triad approach works. Detective Blackwood's supernatural senses, Detective O'Connor's human investigative techniques, and Mr. Thornwood's connections in the supernatural community." "We'll need access to the body," Casie said, slipping easily into case-planning mode despite the surreal circumstances. "And the crime scene." "Already arranged," Mendoza confirmed. "Dr. Helena Vasquez at the morgue is one of us—a dhampir with exceptional forensic abilities. She's expecting you within the hour."