Detective Carisi Novels & Stories

Jessie wondered how Lucy had seen the perfume, but she brushed it off as stupid because Lucy must have come across it too when they were searching the room “but... “Lucy paused for a bit then she continued “ there are some points I’m not yet sure of, I would need more info to confirm my suspicion “ Jessie smiled She too had that teeny bit of problem Knock knock Sarah opened the door and walked in” captain a woman says she wants to see you, she claims that she is the best friend of the victim, and she said that she was the first to see the dead body and report it to the police” “Call her in “ ................... “Calm down ma’am” Jessie tried to console the woman who was sitting down in front

Frederic hated that he didn't realize what she was about to do on time, he thought that she was trying to seduce him in the manner in which she walked. He went back to the bar, heading straight to his office to find someone sitting on his seat. “What are you doing here?” “My name's Carrillo. I'm a detective, I don't think you know that but I'll be kind enough to let you know that I was the one who allowed your attempted murder case to go under the bridge.”

No one said a word on the way back. At the Carmoria State Bureau of Investigation, I caught them talking outside the restroom. "So three months of planning... just handed to the FPD again?" "Cap used to be a legend. Since I joined CSBI, we haven't cracked a single case." "And pulling us back like that? Kinda sus. Maybe the rumors are true—she's not all there anymore..." Their doubts echoed in my head. I bit my lip, hard, and sank into my chair, mind spinning.

We left without my chauffeur, taking my car to the station. At the station, the air was heavy with the smell of stale coffee and paper. A lone detective sat behind a cluttered desk, sipping from a chipped mug. He looked up as we approached. “Ms. Harrington,” he said with a smirk. “Didn’t expect to see you back here so soon.” I ignored his tone, placing the tablet and flash drive on the desk in front of him. “I have evidence,” I said firmly. “Gabriel Moretti is behind the murders of Roy, Cassandra, Diana, and now his own wife, Emmanuella. Watch this.”

Not until then. Taking deep breaths, I walked towards the detective in charge and placed the tip of my fingers on his temples. I closed my eyes and said, "You and your men have found the criminal for the death of Cilia Carpenter. The criminal is Oliver Woods, but he wasn't alone. He was being ordered by the victim's mother, Jessica Carpenter. Jessica Carpenter is also giulty for illigal drug use along with Oliver Woods. You and your men are on your way to capture them." I opened my eyes and let go of the detective. I had done it. I had done it and there was no turning back. I didn't regret it.

Dimitri's POV Exactly three days after the Rossi confrontation, I sat across from Sheriff Andrea Wheeler in a secure location, the recording device sat between us on the table. Wheeler had listened to Carlo's confession twice, but his expression never changed. It remained solemn as he digested all the words although I could see his hands trembling slightly as Carlo's voice admitted to murdering his wife and daughter. "This is enough," he said finally, his voice rough as he reached to switch the recording device off. "More than enough to arrest him, to build a case that even his most expensive lawyers can't weasel out of."

The perfect life with Jenna Grabbing his travel mug of coffee, and his briefcase he heads to his unmarked car. His very first pay check ten years ago, he went and bought this car and it’s still going. When he got to the station and checked his voicemail, there were five new messages, all from the family of the victims from the murder drug scene he worked a month ago. They’re understandably hurt, shocked and desperate for answers, and they're calling to see if he had any leads or evidence.

Carmen was still trying to make out what she was doing there in the first place when she heard someone call out. "Look who finally decided to show up," came a fairly tall African American, clad in a black suit. "Oh hi. . .Brian," Carmen responded indifferently, noticing something peculiar about the detective's appearance while she approached him. What did you do to your hair? Brian Pierce had a police badge attached to his belt and was going on his second year as a detective after getting promoted from a beat cop back in 2028 for helping take down one of Atlanta's most wanted criminals.

ROSA My hands trembled as I held the police badge I'd found hidden in Marco's room. Detective Marco Rossi, Chicago PD, Organized Crime Division. The morning light caught the gold shield, making it gleam accusingly. I'd snuck into his room at dawn, determined to find proof of what I'd overheard last night. The badge wasn't hidden as carefully as it should have been—almost as if he'd wanted me to find it. A commotion from downstairs interrupted my thoughts. Angry voices echoed through the halls—I recognized Daniel's father, Vinny, among them.

Carlos was assigned to investigate the boy working for Miller’s family. That boy was the son of the driver who performed the intentional car accident to kill Virginia. Upon the boy’s meeting with Carlos, he was told about the truth regarding his father’s death. Using a recording from Virginia, Carlos showed it to the boy and he was too shocked to know about that news. The boy, Donatello promised that he would help Carlos to take the revenge to Miller, Lusiana, and Vincent.