Detective Matthews Novels & Stories

“Elliot… he was able to trace the digital footprint of your mother’s car. He managed to find the hacker who caused your mother to lose control over her car, and, well, he was able to trace the payments, too. From what he told me, it seems like it was Jade who contacted the hacker, but the payments… the payments came from Matthew. He tried his best to route them through as many countries as possible, but Elliot put his all into tracing them, and it was him, Elena. It was Matthew.” I feel sick. I close my eyes in an effort to remain in control of my emotions, but my body won’t stop trembling. “Matthew?” I whisper. “That can’t be right. He’s an asshole, but he’s not… he’s not a murderer. He wou

Matthew’s eyes met mine through the rearview mirror and he remarked, “I know that face. You’ve got more information than him, haven’t you?” “Since when have you started doing this, Matt?” Mrs. Vargas asked her son. He simply answered, “Monday. Third week of classes.” “AND YOU NEVER TOLD ME?! It’s been, what, two months?!” “The Salcedos will stop me, Mamá. You know that. And these sixty-one days of my life were the most un-boring.” Mistress Lilith fell silent upon hearing Matthew’s serious response. “Excuse me,” I interrupted with a huge grin. “Do you two happen to have an idea on why the robber was shot dead? And not just by anyone, but a sniper?”

However, Aden pushed her away, his expression hard. Ivy’s lips trembled, tears threatening again. “James, what’s wrong with you? We’re mates. Don’t you want me?” That word mate slammed into Aden like a hammer, snapping him back to reality in an instant. “I have something to take care of. You rest.” The feeling of unease was becoming more and more prominent. Without hesitating again, he pulled out his phone and dialed my number. Instead, all he got on the other end was a busy tone.

Last night, when Demarion left Beau's room, someone happened to see it. Fortunately, that person was none other than Matthew. Matthew came here to help Eliza catch the spy, but he didn't expect that he would run into another spy. Faced with Matthew's suspicious gaze, Beau had no choice but to invite him into his room. First, he scanned Matthew with the machine. Then, he found a locator in Matthew's mobile phone and found a tapping device in the inner layer of his suit.

I really wanted to know what that person's real purpose was but unfortunately that person just sent my phone two messages and did nothing. Matthew had not found the identity of this person, which made me unable to feel secure. It might be known that Matthew knew a lot of private detectives and many people with wide connections in society. He was completely able to pay the informant the best price but he still couldn't find that person, proving that he was no ordinary person.

She said. “Okay. I’m Matthew by the way, Cecilia, and Rose.” He pointed to himself and the others who were walking towards him. “So, what were you two doing hiding in that bush? Trying to steal back your badges I presume?” Chang and Xia flinched when Matthew said that. Sweat beads ran down their necks as they swallowed their saliva. Matthew noticed but he tried not show his joy over his discovery since it might scare them. He only smiled slightly. “Guess I hit the jackpot.” Matthew rummaged in his pocket and threw something at Chang. “Here.”

>>Harou I had to take a deep breath before going into the office of the man I’d been wanting to catch. “Oh!” Matthew was delighted to see me, “Look who it is,” He leaned back against his leather office chair, “Detective Harou,” He passed me a smile as I entered the room. I let out a battle sigh, then shut the door behind me, “Matthew,” “You don’t look good,” He made a very obvious statement.

Matthew brought out a devise from his pocket and explained things to Derrick. Matthew waited for a response after he finished explaining his mission. "I am sorry but I can't help you. I am not a detective anymore." "I made a promised to my late friend that I would find you and deliver it to you. He was murdered in jail by the culprit and this is his last wish which is to make things right.” Matthew stood up and dropped the device and a note on the table. “It is pointless now. I don’t care about justice in this state anymore! As a matter of fact, if justice was a person then I am sorry to tell you that he died eight years ago!” Detective Derrick gritted.

I smiled through clenched teeth, looking up to find them peering into my eyes. “I think we should discuss the real issue,” my mother said. The black rim around her eyes sent a sympathetic pang through me and I stomped on it furiously. They got themselves into this mess and somehow I was responsible for solving it. Typical. My father withdrew a tiny necklace from his pocket and handed it to me. I took it in my trembling palms and stared at the expensive looking jewelry. It was a golden filigree and sparkling grey diamond encrusted it. Inside it, I saw something that gave me a pause. It was a red dot simply looked like a design at first glance. Until I saw it getting bigger.

Anxious, I subconsciously fiddled with my mother's necklace. "I haven't found mine either, Jayson ." I reminded him. He turned to face me, his eyes searching mine. "Doesn't that bother you? That you haven't found your mate yet?" It was a question I should have been expecting the second I turned eighteen and yet, I didn't have an answer. Although if I was being completely honest with myself, I did have an answer. And it was no. No, it didn't bother me that I hadn't found my mate yet.