Brash Investigators Novels & Stories

Brian asked while holding his phone up. "Why?" Luke asked. "Just give me the number, Man," Brian requested. "I need to hire a PI." "Are you finally going to do a background check on Claire?" Luke asked before laughing aloud. "Finally, you have come to your senses -" "Fuck you, Luke! Are you going to give it or not!" Brian scolded. "Okay. Okay," Luke answered. "Hold on." After getting the investigator's number, Brian made the call. The investigator was still awake and said he would get back to Brian soon with the information.

The team was determined to leave no stone unturned in their quest for answers. The Investigation kicked off with a thorough review of records related to the allegations. Legal advisors meticulously combed through financial documents, correspondence, and any other pertinent materials that could shed light on the situation. They sought to identify any irregularities or connections that might indicate foul play. Meanwhile, the investigative team began to interview key players—former allies, government officials, and whistleblowers—who could provide insight into the alleged conspiracy. Each interview was approached with sensitivity, as they needed to ensure that those coming forward felt safe an

Grace's treasured black stone was surrounded by seven or eight custom heat blowers that cleared the black mist from its surface on a continuous basis. Braum was stunned and had no idea what was going on. However, when he saw the suddenly appearing special agents and the hazmat suits they were wearing, he had a vague suspicion that something big had happened. "Dr. Jennings, what's going on?" Chad had no intention of explaining despite Braum's bewildered expression. "Don't worry; nothing will happen. Pretend you didn't see or know anything." Braum refrained from asking any further questions. He had long suspected that Chad's identity was unusual, but he had not expected it to be so extraordina

THIRD PERSON’S POV – Two Months Ago – Hudson and Brixton were inside the office, looking deeply bothered at something. The anticipation hung heavy in the air as they awaited the results of the investigation about Leah and the three kids they saw with her. The previous day, they had received a message from the investigator who told them that there had been significant progress and they would finally receive the full report the following day. “Damn, I feel like I’m going insane.” Brixton brushed his face against his palms as he let out a frustrated sigh.

All she could do was shake her head. “Fine. I can’t argue with that.” “No you can’t,” Kayla agreed, nodding her head and smiling in return. They didn’t have time to chit chat much after that as the investigators separated them all and questioned them about both the sexual assaults and an apparent embezzlement. Asha was surprised as hell to hear that bit of information and wanted to know how Young had not only found out so much about her management team but also acquired the necessary evidence to get damn near the entire local law enforcement teams to come so quickly.

My glare was sharp. Brett stood there, he was pale and his hands clasped together nervously. “Why the fμck are you back?” I snapped, my hands itching to grab him. He swallowed hard. “Sorry, sir," he said, avoiding my eyes. "It's just... the investigators called. The ones looking into... into the case about the baby.” I froze. My hand hovered midair, halfway to the whiskey I was about to pour from the mini bar. “What about it?” I asked, my voice was flat as I grabbed the glass and poured the amber liquid of the Macallan.

The unfamiliar weight of it made her momentarily disoriented. Ethel looked up and saw more than a dozen uniformed officers standing before her. The lead investigator stepped forward and presented his badge. "You are under investigation for your involvement in Mr. James Osborne's bribery and embezzlement case. Please come with us." The assembled socialites, who had just been engaged in lively conversation, fell into stunned silence. They watched, wide-eyed and apprehensive, as Ethel was escorted away. Some exchanged uneasy glances, while others dared not even react.

It was vital that it would be kept a secret since they don’t know the enemy might be circling around them or inside the triad. In addition to that, Stephen also hired an investigator outside the triad to work on Jonathan’s case. Fabe got a call from him pleading to believe him innocent and the only thing to prove it is by conducting the investigation. Bosh Bolner was from downtown Italy and was very known for his investigation skills. He was highly recommended by Bryce and known him through Jim. Bolner went to Jim’s apartment and looked into his computer again. Although Cali made a copy of his files, he also wanted to check the cameras respectively.

I scrolled through my contacts until I found the number Athen had given me weeks ago for situations exactly like this. A private investigator who specialized in discreet inquiries and had connections throughout the werewolf territories. I had never needed to use his services before but now seemed like the perfect time. I pressed the call button and waited while it rang. "Sullivan Investigations," a gruff voice answered on the third ring. "My name is Briston," I stated. "I need to hire your services for a confidential matter." "I'm listening," the voice replied. "I need information about someone," I explained carefully. "Everything you can find. Background, family history, connections, anythi

He has a dangerous aura that can destroy and feel ominous. "We are here to help you President Franklin." Bernard answered. "Here to help me." President Franklin sat down crossing his leg, he keeps playing a crafted ring on his hand. The corner of his lips were lifted up for a moment. "As my brother said, we are here for you. To help you." Charles muttered. "Okay, let's hear it." President Franklin asked them to speak up.. "It is about the owner of BB investment, We are here to talk about Brayden Brastilava."