Detective Holbrook Novels & Stories

Holmes believed Eddie and agreed to help him find a way to clear his name and be released from prison. Mr. Holmes applied for a job with the Decatur Sheriff’s Office. Mr. Holmes was given a job. This would allow Mr. Holmes access to the records for that night. Mr. Holmes started his investigation by attending the community church. There was only one church in the town. Everyone that Mr. Holmes needed to become friends with attended the church. He was new in town and accepted with open arms in the church. Mr. Holmes became friends with the Minister. This would give him a reputation of a trustworthy man also with his job as a Deputy.

Instead, I tap my phone's answer icon while trembling and nervously pressing it against my ear. “Um, hello?” “Yes, I’m looking for Miss Harley Savage, please.” The deep, monotone voice says on the other end. “Yes, I’m Harley Savage. May I ask who’s calling and what this is about?” I try to say it calmly and confidently, but I can hear the shakiness and sadness in my voice. “Ma’am, this is Detective Rollins, with the Brockton Police Department. I have some rather unfortunate news about a Mr. Hudson Savage and a Mr. Alec Savagged. You do know them, correct?”

asked the man and I snapped. “Dr. Jane Diego is the top pathologist in the country and she has more experience in every single thing than you can imagine. And what is this about a serial killer about the new police station down the street? What is his name and what evidence do you have against him to charge him with a beastly crime like this?” I asked. “Well I think even a noob like you should know that. A murderer often returns to the scene of the crime I spotted this clown stopping by coming inside and looking at the body here. I dashed out here and nabbed him,” said Roadblock.

Well, they didn’t call him a good detective for nothing, considering the fact that; the woman who was killed was his little sister. “What’s the address?” I heard him ask, my hands were tucked in my jacket and I was staring right at his handsome face, his thick and husky voice was starting to do something to me also, ‘not so fast!’ I said in my mind, shaking off the unusual feelings that had started to sneak around. “The gun was purchased just this morning from a legal gun store, under a name which would probably be an alias; Tommy Hills.” I replied, shifting my gaze from him to the darkness behind, staring at him was making me feel uneasy.

Her eyes glowed red as the energy became fully attached to the officers The victim’s wife opened the door and looked at the police men “May we come in Mrs Jones?” The police men smiled at her “Yes you may” Mrs Jones ushered them in and they quickly took their seats. “I’m the police detective in charge of the case, Parker Steffens” the officer In charge of the questioning said “Nice to meet you Mr Parker Steffens” the woman replied “Would you like to rest for a while? Or are you fully sure that you are well and alright? “Parker said expressing his concerns

Logan placed a USB on the table. We have the real ledger. And the audio recording of Brent’s confession. Damien exhaled sharply. Finally, something to fight back with. But it wasn’t just enough to defend. Damien wanted to strike. Burn him down to ashes. At the same time, Sienna was in a dimly lit bar downtown, dressed in a sleek black coat, her face partially hidden beneath a cap. Across the booth from her sat an older man Detective Holloway. He was one of the lead officers from her father’s original case.

The detective said and that only made her chuckle. “I’m worst than a beast, you can say that.”Vivian said making the detective shake his head. “Just wait till my son in-law comes, you will lose this stupid and miserable job of yours.” Vivian said glaring at the detective. “Who do you think order the arrest?”The detective asked and Vivian’s eyes widened. “You motherfucker.”She curse. *** “I can’t bare this anymore.”Holly said and walk out of the station. “Ryder are you okay?”Lucas ask and place his hand on Ryders shoulder.

Officer Ken read aloud, his brows creasing deeply. I let out a low, humorless chuckle. “That’s it?” He flipped the paper, scanning both sides. “Yes, Miss. That’s all.” “I know who did it,” I said, and their eyes instantly flicked toward me. “And who are you suspecting, Miss Aliya?” Officer Ken asked. I turned, locking eyes with Liam for a long moment, then shifted my gaze back to the officer. “It’s Brooke. Brooke De Luca.” Liam’s body went rigid, his hand slipping from my back slowly. “You don’t know that, Aliya,” he said.