Detective Matthews Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I get it—you want revenge. But in the end, you won't even lay a finger on me." "You're awfully confident for someone about to lose everything," I said, eyes flicking to Matthew's unconscious body. "Catching Matthew is impressive," she continued, ignoring me. "But you don't think he's all I've got, right? The guy you're after next is on a whole different level. Just because you've taken down a few people in six months doesn't mean you're invincible. Take my advice—" My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out and glanced at the screen:

I stood and said Jasmine I will be back in few minutes and strode towards the private room. "Aaron,make sure no one I mean no one enters the room when I am discussing", I ordered him and opened the door, to discover the treasure I have been waiting forever when I got the news that Anna's death is not caused by accident but a planned murder, I appointed Mr.Matthew Roy a private investigator, to investigate regarding this mishap privately, he is the one I prefer when I want the things done secretly . "Good morning Sir", Matthew greeted me with a firm handshake which I reciprocated, not able to have formal conversation with him, I directly went to the point I appointed him.

A death certificate, it has my father’s name. Cause of death: homicide. Suspect status: unresolved. I flipped the page, and saw the photos. Matthew was in every one of them. He looked younger, angry. Standing in a dark parking lot with a man I didn’t recognize. The next page explained it.The man in the photograph is a known hitman connected to the Rossi murder. My chest tightened. “No,” I whispered. More pages.Dates. Locations. Bank transfers. Another photo. Matthew entered a private building, another showed Him leaving hours later.

With Gordon’s connection she was able to get Sherry’s profile and was able to use it to threaten Gustaff. Matthew clenched his fists making his knuckles lose their color. If he didn't heed Anthony’s counsel, it would create a rift between him and Kirsten. “Since we have caught the culprit, your mother - in - law will prove that she is innocent.” Officer Johnson said as she walked Matthew out of the station. “All thanks to your private investigator that we were able to catch the woman who impersonated your wife’s mom.” As Matthew walked out of the station, his driver bodyguard approached with a worried look.

So that when everything went downhill and someone needed to be a scapegoat, Mathew would use Victoria readily. That scumbag hid his treasure in a place that only he knows. It was in his vault that only he could open. However, Mathew did not expect that everything he was doing since Lucas put a tail on him was surveilled. His little actions such as opening the vault from time to time were being seen by invincible people. His actions, every little detail of it, was recorded in a single folder. Unfortunately, the invincible tails could not steal the records inside the vault nor take a look at it. But that was okay, because they- the reliable spies have recorded the passwords.

Cop replied, “We're detaining you because we have a complaint against you. You wreck and damage Mr. Hill's car. We have substantial proof, and we will arrest you for this crime.” Her eyes widen in disbelief, but she also knows that Nicholas won't leave her this quickly. While she was sitting quietly in the car, Matthew approached her. Matthew asked, “What have you done?” “Take care yourself; don't worry about me.” “Don’t worry, I’ll release you shortly.” After the vehicle drives away, Matthew turns to face them and exits with worried eyes. ****************************

The one with dark hair extended his hand to me. I took it in a firm grip. “It's Chris.” “Ah, Mr. Chris.” The man said. “The name's Detective Matthew. This is my partner, Roland.” His partner flashed his badge. Not much of a talker, huh? “What's this about?” I asked calmly, but shit, my heart was racing in my chest like I had run a mile. “Mind if we come inside to talk? We wouldn't want things to get out of hand.” Matthew narrowed his eyes. The nasty European knew something I didn't. Obviously.

"While you do that, I'll inspect the wreckage that was brought in for more clues." "Mate! Mate! Mate!" Zeus lowered his upper body with his butt up, and tail swiping in the air, happily. “Oh boy, oh boy! She’s here!” We can smell our mate's intoxicated faint scent, which becomes stronger by the minute. It pressed in all around me. By proximity, she would be at the home base. In fact, if that was the case, what was taking her this long to find the office? Could I be going crazy and imagining it? My wolf was derailing my coherent thoughts. Like an idiot, I tilted my head and began sniffing the air.

Mateo's pov They all offered me appealing gazes but I knew that was a mask underneath their menacing looks. It was safe to say that no one in the mafia could trust each other but with the way things were moving, my height of paranoia would stretch to its limit and my patience was wearing thin. “Matteo has delivered the painting… but uh, is it safe here now that girl is around?” Angelou linked his fingers together. The man has more rings in his fingers and a scar on his left eye, evidence of five failed marriages. His eyes darted left and right as he spoke as though waiting for someone or backing him up.

Up until this morning, I had been an emotional mess, only coming to choose between seeing the circumstances. And now, I wasn't alright after the call I overheard from Alpha Gavin. "I'm trying to be good," I respond, hoping she won't bug me further. "Oh, Serenity, I know it's hard on you. Plus, Bentley going missing must be even harder." My mum points out my predicament, and I wonder how she knows Bentley isn't with me. My mother seemed to have eyes everywhere. Or is her wolf form now omniscience-omnipresent?