Brash Investigators Novels & Stories

the investigator threatened as he pointed at the police vans, which were obviously armed and ready to attack. “We would see who gets out alive,” Boris said with a wider smile as he ushered the investigator into the sitting room. As soon as they were both seated in the sitting room, Boris offered him a drink and sat down comfortably, awaiting the investigator to speak. Inside, Boris offered the investigator a drink, setting a relaxed air while the detective remained tense. "I suspect you know why I'm here," the investigator began, his voice clipped. "For the record, it's an official investigation. We've seen a surge in unusual deaths over the past five years, culminating in the recent murder

She turned back towards me "I, along with Ashley Skipton-" "-It's Skippy, Mia." He corrected, adjusting his belt. She glared at him before continuing "I, along with...Skippy, are the investigators here. I know you have met Skippy previously, but not I. I work along the lines of the shadows." "She means behind computers." Skippy said. Sebastian shot him a warning look, in which Skippy silenced himself and listened.

Sherlock winked at Bill and was about to go back to the girl in the bedroom lying unconscious when he heard a flash news on the TV. The reporter asked the special investigation officer Cara Knights, "madam, day by day violence is spreading in our country like wildfire. There is a talk that some very powerful mafia is behind all this catastrophe. What is your response to this? Why are the cops not able to trace this culprit behind the serial blasts because of whom there is such a huge human loss. Also women violence is on a surge. Many girls are forcefully turned as sex workers but nobody is able to trace the criminal behind this injustice."

You didn’t question her, and certainly not in front of an audience. “And if there are guards on the take, if there are people in the palace that can’t be trusted,” Brad insisted. “I am not saying it again. Now drop this. Our staff are thoroughly vetted, rigorously screened and we know all their business. There are people that do nothing but investigate them,” she said, matter of fact. “And who exactly says the investigators can’t be bribed? What about highfalutin sheriffs? Don’t they supposedly do a lot of the leg work and check credentials,” Jeanette asked.

This included Mavis Crawford. "Venice is right. It is just too impossible that you look just like Mavis," he said. Putting his glass aside, he grabbed his phone and dialed Noah's number. He was a long-time friend of his who worked as a private investigator. The company he worked at considered him as one of their excellent investigators due to the more than satisfactory ratings of their clients towards him. "Wow, isn't this a miracle?" Noah chuckled upon answering the call. "Grayson Briar, the top businessman in the country, is suddenly calling me."

I snorted as my head started to boil in irritation. So, up until now the case is still pending with only a bit of progress? That’s pure bullcrap. What kind of people did we hire to investigate? Not even any single evidence is found after almost a month?! Grandpa, like he can see through my previous thoughts, explained. “Our investigators are the best in their field, Meda. But it seems that the people responsible for this are wise and knowledgeable enough. They have cleaned it all before we could start tracking where it all started.”

Brady couldn’t help but let out a chuckle. Khali looked confused and made a thoughtful expression. “Are you into him?” Brady asked The last thing Khalis said was silence. He didn’t say a word. Brady ran to his bed and threw himself onto the soft mattress with a burst of energy. His hand moved quickly, and he turned on the TV without trouble. “What is it that draws you to investigative and crime films? I thought you weren’t interested in becoming a police officer, right?” Brady asked Brady worked hard to examine every USB element meticulously. As he read each digital file, he noticed that the collection included crime, mystery, and investigative films.

Chapter 1185 ... Meanwhile, Braylon began investigating all the people in Fidelysia who might have stolen the baby, his political rivals, people he had offended, people affected by his new bill, etc... He investigated all possible suspects... He even used the eyes and ears he had planted around his political opponents. Starting from Cason, who had offended Catelyn, the entire Moyer family, the State Security Department, the Justice Department, the Interior Department, and the Transportation Department were all under Braylon’s investigation.

“You’re under investigation for bribery. You’ll need to come with us.” I blinked, stunned. “Wait, what? There must be some mistake.” “You can explain later,” he said curtly. “For now, you’re coming with us.” Brian shot up from his chair. Tessa clutched her bunny tighter. “Don’t do this here,” I whispered urgently, my voice shaking. “This is a live broadcast.” The investigator didn’t care. Two uniformed officers entered behind him. I didn’t resist. I just looked back at Brian and Tessa, at the panic and confusion rising in their eyes.

The investigators went on to interview Chris's family and friends, as well as his colleagues at work to try and piece together any clues that could help solve the case. As the investigation went on, some people speculated that the person who tampered with the brakes might have been Sammie, who had a history of violence towards Chris and his family. Others suggested that Veronica, who had been making threats towards Chris and his family, might have been responsible. The investigators, however, could not find any concrete evidence linking either Sammie or Veronica to the crime. As the investigation continued, the media got wind of the story, and it became a headline news item. Chris's family a