Criminal Minds Ian Doyle の小説・ストーリー

A familiar voice broke the trance of my thought. " Blake?" I breathed out his name in disbelief when he gestured towards the glass full of water in his hand. The crave to quench my throat filled my consciousness but by suppressing that urge, I hesitatingly took a step back and shook my head. " Leave." I whispered. His deep black eyes stared into mine with nothing but offering a pure comfort as if he was there to heal my wounds but in a flicker of emotions in his eyes, he became distant. Right. After all what I can expect from another criminal who is nothing but a pawn of Zachary behind the façade of friendship? These all are criminals, they had murdered many innocents. How can they offer hea

Jason walked up to Williams and said “ Williams, we’ve caught the Don of the Black scorpion mafia group“ “Finally! I was already getting bored after finishing with these ants “ Williams looked at the dead bodies with disgust “fvcking wasted my time. Bring him over” Two hefty men came dragging a man in his late 30’s behind them. “Let me goo.... Ahhhhhh!!!!....please let me go” the man wailed and screamed He had heard of the head of the underworld infamous and strange hobby. It was rumoured that he loved dissecting his victims while they were still alive.

the guy in the middle of the group stated while giving me a smile which he must have thought was charming, but to me it was just creepy and sleazy. “Firstly, I am not stupid enough to go anywhere alone with you. Secondly, I will determine what concerns my men, not you. And thirdly, do not ever, disrespect my family, and I mean ever! Now, you have five seconds to answer my question about what you are doing here, and once those five seconds are up, I am going to kill you,” I snapped, glaring at the man who had spoken. But before he could answer me, the fun police arrived! Three of Doyle’s black SUV’s pulled up and a furious looking Doyle hopped out of the lead car. He had Sean with him, and Se

He had all the evidence of the crimes committed by the corrupt man holding a prestigious position across the United States. The incident involving two thugs who were ordered to kill him instead of paying him for his services the other day because he had successfully eliminated the key witness Cecilia Sommerhalder made him angry. Douglas played with the rim of his half-empty beer glass in front of him with his index finger. He was currently hiding in Boston, and the Chicago police would not find him easily. However, the idea of teaching Gordon Crawford a lesson tempted him. Besides, Prosecutor Emily Carter seemed dedicated to bringing justice to the victims of the Crawford father and son's cr

Third person's POV Officer Eve Dove sat in the waiting room, her laptop bag resting against her leg, watching corrections officers move through their routines with the kind of bored efficiency that came from years of seeing the same walls, the same faces, the same cycles of human failure playing out on repeat. She'd driven three hours to get here, leaving before dawn while the city was still dark and quiet. Mackenzie had made the call personally, pulling strings to get her this meeting on short notice. Astor Sinclair didn't take visitors anymore. Hadn't since his son Liam had walked out of the last visitation six weeks ago and never looked back. But Dove had leverage now. Richard Maddox's co

I told him before going into the room and then I shut the door before sliding down the door with a deep breath. Anna is going to kill me when I tell her Becca and Alexander are fine. That I haven't begun our revenge yet and then I ruined the plan of the bomb at the mall. She is going to kill me with her hands. My heart started to shake in my chest, it felt like it was going to be ripped apart. Closing my eyes, I stood and walked to my bed and plopped over allowing oblivion to take me. EZRA. I and Ian went to check on his suspect, he was an old man he had found on neutral territory. According to Ian, the man is half human and wolf therefore he didn't belong to a pack nor could he be regarded

Bullet shook his head in disappointment. “Why? To make me do embarrassing stuff?” Dakota knew him so well. “Well, there’s that. But there’s another thing.” “Fine, dare.” The gang boss thought that she could punish him later anyway if he was really going to make her do something that would embarrass her in front of the blonde. “Lend your ownership of the revolver that you got from Mathias to me,” Bullet shamelessly said almost quickly. Even though Olivia did not know who Mathias was, she was amused at the dare that he gave her as she realized that was how close friends in the crime world make dares to each other.

Jane Doyle was a sadistic bastard. After spending hours being tortured by him. I figured he was not going to let me out of there. I still did not understand why he didn't just kill me. If his issue was the brothers, killing me was his best bet. I had repeated the same thing over and over again without changing detail, and I knew it got to him. " String her up," I heard him say, and my heart began to beat fast.

His answer was no," she disclosed, turning her gaze toward Jacob. "Ian looked me in the eye and firmly said no. He asserted that he wouldn't cover up for Adrian or anyone else. According to him, anyone committing a crime must face the consequences; otherwise, the justice system would be flawed and biased. He couldn't, in good conscience, manage his territory that way. Later, he extended a warning, cautioning me not to get involved in illegal activities, or he would have no choice but to take action if he caught me. At that time, Ian remained unaware that I was already deeply entangled in illicit affairs.

He zoomed the face of the man projected on the monitor, punched his keyboards a few more times and found an identity matching the man except that in records, he was dead. "Hmm, Ian Connors, he will do". Henry said to himself smiling sinisterly. Sarah was excited and nervous after watching the news highlights. Finally, she was getting close or getting started. There was no way the robber could have survived all those shootings and caused so much damage if he wasn't an extraordinary. He was even able to send a police car spinning with just a kick from his left foot and that means she finally had something to write about. More importantly, what she had always wanted to write about in the last t