Detective Camren Novels & Stories

We are hoping that they recognize the guy in the picture. “Find anything new?” I ask Burton. “Not really.” He says. Camden and Mikal are helping us as well. They are damn good with this tech shit to. Mikal is actually a damn good hacker. It’s nice to have more than just Burton and I who are able to do this. They have been a huge help. Things have definitely gotten done fast with them helping. “You seriously found Eryn and Xavier in here messing around?” Camden asks.

Detective More said, still amused. “You have no idea. Thank you Detective, for everything,” Amaya said in ernest. She had no idea how hard the detectives worked until now. Detective More was in constant communication with them the whole time Trent was missing. She could tell from his report that he hardly slept on those days too.

"Drake told me what happened. We came as soon as we heard. I'm so sorry for your loss. What can we do?" "Well, needless to say, we closed down the main lobby and casino for the day and the crime scene has remained untouched," Kellen said. "We were hoping you might share some insight as to the crime. We also wish to discuss other crimes in the area." Xander nodded. "Yes, of course." Then he turned to me. "This is Kalyssa Carran, our new Mate." My head snapped up, but I said nothing. "She's a veterinarian and her clinic just burned down," Xander replied. "And it was clearly arson. I suspect the crimes may be related."

He just found a thin line between these new killings and to the two others, there were no video clips of the murder process nor how the murderer escaped. Now Damien was really perplexed .. Could it now be that the murderer works in or probably has a connection with the surveillance corps? “Damn this!” Damien bellowed as Ken’s image flashed back to his mind. He should have the one to take Ken’s card not him giving him his, now what if Ken misplaced it or forgot. Ken would really be a great tool in nabbing this criminal, he thought. ** **** ***** *** *** ***** ****A

They were extremely capable and could always be relied upon, regardless of whether the work was clean or dirty. Yoren raised one hand to the car window. His thumb and index finger moved slowly against each other. “He’s not an ordinary person.” “His movements are extremely clean,” Fabrizio continued. “He uses disposable subordinates, kills every intermediary once the job is done, uses burner numbers and manipulates surveillance footage.” Yoren exhaled slowly. “So, you truly have no leads?” Fabrizio replied, “The only clue is the café manager’s dashcam recording.” Yoren narrowed his eyes. He could already guess, but he still asked, “But?”

My brain scrambles for an answer that isn’t Detective Vivian Cross, cybercrime unit, currently investigating your company for possible financial fraud. “Vivian,” I say quickly. “Just Vivian.” “Just Vivian.” He repeats it softly, like he’s testing the sound. “Nice to meet you.” The waitress returns, apologizing for the spill, and Damon waves it off with a polite nod. His focus stays on me, calm but unreadable. When she’s gone, I exhale slowly. My hands are still damp, my heart beating far too fast. He glances at the folder beside me—half open, a corner of his photo visible. My breath catches.

“Officers. You have thirty seconds to get back in your vehicles and drive away. After that, every one of you will spend the rest of your careers investigating parking tickets in Staten Island.” The lead detective (somebody I don’t recognize) smirks and pulls cuffs. “Damien Cross, you’re under arrest for...” I lift my phone so the camera catches all of them. “Smile,” I say. “You’re live on every platform I own. Ten million viewers and climbing.” His smirk falters. I keep talking, with ice in my voice.

My eyes snapped open at the hear of that and then glared at him. "What if I'd kill you right now just to shut you up, Liam? How 'bout that then?" I growled at him with a promising voice. The asshole just waved his hand off while nodding his head like he had understood me. This idiot! "Oh I know you'd say that, Cam. With how hot tempered you are but damn it Cameron! The hot investigator's working for you! Why not just take this as your chance to get closed with her? What about---ouch!"

I asked him why he has not been himself lately since he's been over-emotional, very sad and even over drinking, something he never used to do. He sadly said it's because of Marisa's death... He is still trying to cope and I totally understand. And about the gun in the drawer, Ramon explained he used to work for Relliks before he got his big break as a lawyer and built his own lawfirm. He was given a gun when he worked there as an undercover spy. And that is why the FBI are so on his case. Not to forget, the FBI seem to think Ramon has something to do with my mom's disappearance and are still insisting he is the man in the photo.

They seem to have fun on their own, the detective thought should have left them alone since the beginning. She kneels around the crime scene. Rae checks the crime scene seriously just in case anyone missed any small evidence, a precaution step to take. Not long after reaching yet another dead end, she stands up, exhausted and sweaty, she decides to take a breather. "Oh hi", a familiar figure greeted me across the yellow police line. That familiar figure I immediately recognize from the crowds is him Taemin. "Ah Taemin", the detective tries to keep her poker face "Have you finished your business?".