Criminal Minds 7 Seconds Novels & Stories

Liam Hendrik The detective division and the first-arriving officers convened in the white-walled conference room to examine the particulars of the infamous "seven" case. This extensive congregation was not usual, but with the already burdensome number of cases we had, we required everyone on the team.

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.

His driver was already outside waiting for him outside the hotel, as he approached the door to the room. His elevator ride was steady and smooth even though the females who rode with him couldn’t help but admire him. While some took pictures, others took the bold steps to approach him, but Dimitri's interest was not piqued. He specifically selects and then chooses who he beds, even though they don't last longer than 3 months. He knows better than to get attached. His motto, very simple: Get whatever you want at all costs. Dimitri Jenkins, the most sophisticated and mysterious mafia boss at night, was a man cloaked in secrets and power that turned whispers into warnings. His demeanor was a bl

attitude caused them to make no progress in their investigation. During the final interrogation, Captain Zimmer sat in front of me alone. “Mindy, it doesn’t matter whether you admit it or not now. The security footage showed that aside from the three victims, you were the only one who went into that dorm over the past week. We also found traces that haven’t been wiped clean from the victims’ glasses. You’re the only one who can possibly be the murderer.”

After returning home, I went straight to the basement without uttering a single word. When the last bit of light above my head disappeared, all I could see was darkness. According to what I'd read, a person could only be driven to the brink of death after going seven days without food or water. Thus, I hoped they would lock me up for seven days. That way, I should be able to bypass the system and finally die. Every day, I relied on the voices outside to determine the time. By the sixth day, I was already so weak from hunger that I could barely move.

I replied sarcastically. He glared at me. "If you have any ideas feel free to share." I twisted my lips, looking back at the paper. "Okay sect could be a part of the city. Sector 7, um house number 4." "Yes, and those numbers could be the ages of people living in there who are all criminals." Mike added excitedly. I rolled my eyes at him, sending him an unimpressed look. "Really? A 2-year-old kid is a criminal and a 94-year-old man?"

The cold metal edge of the handcuffs brushed against my wrist. Beside me, Sophie was wailing at the top of her lungs. "Arrest her! Lock her up!" Leon kept his head down. His shoulders shook in a performance that perfectly captured a grieving grandson. The crowd of onlookers grew larger by the second. Everyone stared at me as if I were a convicted murderer. I could hear people filming on their phones and their venomous whispers. "How vile, targeting an old lady like that."

The first post came directly from Nathan's account. Within hours, it had dragged both me and Sierra's company into the eye of a public hurricane. Emboldened by the chaos, Nathan showed up at my apartment, smugness rolling off him in waves. "Sonny," he jeered, "do you honestly think any reputable partner will sign with a convicted felon?" I let out a low, humorless laugh. "You know I went to prison, Nathan. But you have no idea why, do you?"

Too calm. Back at the estate, Aria refused to sit. She paced the nursery floor, staring at the empty crib like it might give her answers. Something felt wrong. Not just the kidnapping. The way it happened. No broken locks. No alarms triggered. Seven seconds of darkness. Seven seconds. Her eyes moved slowly toward the hallway camera mounted near the ceiling. Seven seconds meant someone knew the system. Someone inside. Her stomach turned. In the security room, Luca replayed the footage again. “There,” one of the tech men said.

Through tears, she said, "Ash, if I had not gotten so close to Rowan back then, would this happiness have been mine? We would have had a lovely baby too..." "Nina." I interrupted her, looking at the lisianthus in her hands. "There are no ifs in this world. And I do not like lisianthus. I only like mermaid roses." Nina looked utterly shattered. In the end, she gave a silent smile, set the things down, and left. Before she went, she told me that Rowan had been arrested for suspected theft. During police questioning, they discovered that he knew the driver who had hit me. Digging deeper revealed that my accident had not been an accident at all; it had been planned.