Criminal Minds Jj And Cruz Novels & Stories

However, his bouncers and customers in Dawn’s line of work knew that he was also known as JJ, the informant who drowned his enemies with honey. JJ never lied to anyone. However, depending on how much he likes his clients, they could be overcharged, fed partial information that would result in their deaths or strung along for a ride to look like fools. Nobody messed with JJ or approached him unless they were willing to lose everything they had. JJ worked for nobody either, at least in theory. “Does he have dark hair and grey eyes?” the bartender asked, bolting upright.

he said. Jax Phoenix Martinez. The renowned, brutal and deadly American Mafia Boss. Cops shiver and shake when he enters the streets and criminals only have the utmost respect for him. The most lunatic and mad man you will ever meet. He tortures his enemies for days on end letting them beg for mercy all they can. Cold-blooded and heartless. 'So, what if it is his turf?' I questioned. 'It's dangerous to be on his turf with no protection.' Reese replied.

he said. Jax Phoenix Martinez. The renowned, brutal and deadly American Mafia Boss. Cops shiver and shake when he enters the streets and criminals only have the utmost respect for him. The most lunatic and mad man you will ever meet. He tortures his enemies for days on end letting them beg for mercy all they can. Cold-blooded and heartless. 'So, what if it is his turf?' I questioned. 'It's dangerous to be on his turf with no protection.' Reese replied.

Third Person’s POV MERRILY drinking in a private room of a concealed casino, Jonathan Dela Cruz and Cris Fuentebella are enjoying themselves. The two of them are the heads of the Dela Cruz and Fuentebella Mafias. They are the last remaining group that continues to strategize in order to overthrow the Anderson Mafia and its allies.

I said while putting a red pin on my board. I stuck Mendez' new case there. "Master, Ms. Jessica’s in her condo unit in BGC. I could detect her calm heart beating. Should I call her?" Libby asked. "No, it's fine. She's maybe sleeping now. Thank you, Libby." I said and started writing the new clues that I saw from the report. "You are always welcome, Master. Goodbye!" I concentrated on the clues. The victims have two common denominators. They were all female and rich.

JJ slept in the passenger seat, strapped in tight, his little chest rising and falling under the dashboard’s glow. The city lights streaked past, but Jeremy’s eyes were fixed ahead, hands gripping the wheel like it owed him answers. That call—murder, Catalina, burn the body—looped in his head, each word a splinter digging deeper. He’d played it off live, kept his cool, but now? Now it stank. Catalina’s “accident” felt wrong from the jump, and this was a neon sign screaming it. He pulled into the estate, tires crunching gravel, and cut the engine. Before he could unstrap JJ, Jeremiah emerged from the dark, grin wide and cocky. “Hell of a show, Jer! You crushed it—handled that nutcase like a c

"According to the chief of police, the main suspect in this heinous crime appears to be none other than Giovanni De La Cruz, the notorious crime boss known for his iron-fisted control over the criminal underworld. Sources close to the investigation reveal that the officers were allegedly gathering evidence against De La Cruz's organization before their untimely demise." Josh continued to listen to the news anchor as he continued to talk about the investigation. As the news anchor delved deeper into the details, displaying images of the murdered officers, Josh's shock turned to fear as he immediately recognized the two men whose faces were displayed on the screen. He remembered meeting them a

It was something that shouldn't have happened. Melody raised her chin slowly, “I have been celibate since I got divorced, but with him, I just lost control,” she stared at Jasper while sobbing. He wiped her tears slowly with his hands, staring at her. “You really don't need to beat yourself up, is that clear?” Jasper said calmly, holding Melody's hands. “It isn't a crime to love, but it's a crime to love a criminal. So either way, one crime is wiping the other,” he smiled gently, pulling Melody towards him as she laid her head on his chest.

Cruz mumbled furiously, thinking of the pain Jessica's kidnappers had put her through. Cruz had tried his best to make her whole experience a thing of the past and make it as less traumatizing as it could be for her which was the essence of the whole renovation of the house but just because there was nothing physical that could remind her of the experience doesn't mean her emotions and mental health could be easily detached from it.

She finally went to her room after dinner and Jones let me start examining the history of one Xavier Juarez. The man seems to be a pretty typical lower-level member of the Alvarez crime syndicate. After dozing off a few times while trying to find any possible connections he might have had with Ana or her family, I finally give up the fight and go to bed at 3 am. I'm deeply asleep when a scream drags me up to consciousness and sends me scrambling out of bed. I grab my gun on my way to investigate, meeting a bleary-