Best Quotes Criminal Minds Novels & Stories

Hearing their support, Lucius became completely lost in his own power trip. He walked to the front of the stage and, facing everyone, declared in a booming voice: "By the authority of the Alliance Chairman, and invoking the ancient laws, I find the criminal Clara Winters guilty of promiscuity, deceit, and treason!" He paused, a cruel glint in his eye. "I sentence her and the bastard in her womb to—" Just as he was about to say the words "death by fire," a calm voice cut him off. "Wait." I slowly rose from my seat. My gaze swept across the hall, finally landing on his stunned face.

But I swiftly restrained her and locked her in a cage. Soon, the police arrived at my house and took her for questioning. It didn't take long for us to confirm that the wine had been laced with a sedative. The mastermind behind everything was soon apprehended and taken into custody. With that, everything came to an end. As for me, I decided to pursue a career in law enforcement. In this seemingly peaceful world, crime lurks just beneath the surface. Franklin's polite exterior had masked the evil within, treating women as objects and trampling on their dignity.

a short sentence that is enough to answer all the questions that arise in my mind, Now, they are the strongest candidate I suspect to be the psychopath.

But her heart wouldn’t stop hammering. “Criminal psychology is about understanding the minds of those who operate in the shadows,” Dominic continued, his voice deep, smooth—almost hypnotic. “Criminals, masterminds, manipulators. They all have patterns. They all have weaknesses.” His gaze flicked to her again at that last word. Was that meant for her? Isla clenched her jaw, refusing to let him see how much he was getting to her. If he wanted to intimidate me, he’d have to try harder.

Morris remarked. The guy laughed, "Yes, he is really drunk. Anyway, I'll go first. I'm really sorry." When the guy left, I went back to the couch since I told Morris that he should get dressed. I have seen Tasha and Vivian who were talking very seriously. "I don't think so! I honestly think it’s Warren!" it's Vivian. Tasha snorted, "She doesn't want him! She says he's too clingy. I think it's Dave."

" Of course, that simulations were several thousand years old. Since we don't really have weapons anymore. Or terrorist. Or smugglers. Or invader. . . Or" Suddenly Jacquard was not feeling very hopeful about the detective's ability to solve the crime. If he had not known better, he would have thought this was a joke. " But you do feel confident you can solve this crime?" The General smiled broadly. " Unit Nine always gets their man," he said. His self-possession seemed to be coming back now.

“I just have a talent for reading minds, that is why the true criminals are not escaping when it comes to my precinct. Every lie that they are telling, the harder I am pushing them to their own graves.” “Well, that is a great move and development to your job. While me, I am here being bombarded with lots of problems of the company, the pack, and Eleanor. Waking up early this morning made me think of a melancholy and glum perspective on my life. I feel like I am losing all of them and the sufficiency of my potential will not be enough to save those three important things in my life.” Eleanor’s POV

who walks into a fully secured building,abducts a full-grown man and can't be seen leaving or even walking into the building? In his years of service, he had caught serial killers, kidnappers, murderers and robbers but he had not seen a case like this. It was weird to him. Who could be this smart,agile and above all, a good criminal mastermind? He thought to himself "Sir, is it true the killer is from hell, one of the press members asked as it woke him up from his daydream. “That would be all for today” He said as he walked into his office furiously and was followed by Maria.

"Which means you also know this is gonna get even uglier before we're through, unless we act fast and come at this lunatic hard." One of the guys - a wiry, rail-thin specimen with inked teardrops trailing from both eyes - uttered a wheezy chuckle. "You aimin' to finally put Old Spike down for good then, J? 'Bout damn time, if you ask me." A rumble of murmured agreement rippled through the rest of the assembled group. It was clear Delgado's reputation as a dangerous, unhinged wild card preceded him even among these hardened criminal sorts.

The sound of banging on the cell bars rattles me awake, my vision hazy as it picks up the silhouette of an officer, as he bangs on the bars with a club. "Wake up, Alvarerz," He yells before opening the cell door, the sound of the electric doors opening once again reminding me that this was real, and instantly, the fire in my veins lights up again. I could hear their whispers, their side talks, the nudges they gave each other, the look of disgust, and reproach they directed at me, whether I was looking or not. I was apparently worse than Al Capone and Giovanni Mancini altogether.. I am not even mad, heck, I am impressed that they place me above two of the most ruthless and infamous criminals