Detective Mha Novels & Stories

“Here is the thing. I know you want to keep it locked in that pretty head of yours that a group of mafias killed your innocent father. But that is not what happened because he was not innocent.” I tried to mask the shock on my face with a neutral loom as I stared back at him waiting for him to finish whatever nonsense he had to say. “Your father died because of his dirty business with a league of assassins he was working with. And that is why you are here - you are going to give me information about this league of assassins.” I froze. “And I don't mind forcing it out of you the hard way.”

One wrong move and you're done but one right move, the entire game plan plays out before you. I set up Luca's message which was to okay instantly the next shift was in. To the Hills family: Tick Tock. It was plain but enough to send any mafia family into a panic to be able to reach this point in their system alone. I was about to log out when something caught my eye– a file which seemed to be buried deep in the internal base. Something about it felt off about it. The name was just a series of numbers, it was cryptic. Curiosity got the better of me and I clicked on it and the file started decrypting itself. When the file finally opened, my blood ran cold.

I question as I slip the pulse ox off her finger. “I’m here to speak with you Miss. Violetta. I come in peace and with a message from Misha Romanov.” Helen informs me. My blood runs cold for a moment at her words before as I let them settle over me. Misha Romanov is the head of the Russian mafia. I think they call themselves Bratva. I don’t know all the various terms tossed about as most in the underworld say mafia or mob and don’t do the specific names. “Oh, is that so?” I raise an eyebrow at her.

She was digging a deeper hole for herself. “So your safe was broken into and so many valuables were removed, yet you didn’t raise an alarm?” “I knew you would pay for whatever she stole. That’s why I wasn’t bothered.” She replied and Hakan laughed again. “She has never been here, and she came empty handed to this place. She didn’t have any safe cracking tools on her, and I’m pretty sure she doesn’t have superpowers to blow up your safe with. So explain to me, how did she know the passcode to your safe?”

I hope that's a good thing I thought to myself. I called my private investigator, his name is Dan Felan. Dan has been my trusted source in a long time and he also has the best hacking system in the country. Nothing is missing that he can't find. Nothing can seem to hide from him. I told him I was aware he had come earlier. He said he was close by so we will talk better when we see each other in person. Since he was coming I thought to do a quick bath, I needed to freshen up before he arrived.

I was clear when I showed them what happened to the person who would betray me—they would be thrown in an electrocuted pool. "Find out who did this right now!" Denver shouted, and my two other men immediately ran outside the room to go to the monitoring room. "Now that he is dead, you're going to tell me what he said." I saw Denver lower his gaze as Arthur spoke up, "Boss, when I tortured him yesterday, he revealed something. I think that might solve your mystery. We can find out who killed the doctor today later on." With that, he walked to another place. Both Denver and I followed him. He pulled out a small flash drive from the drawer in his cabin. Arthur was my second most trusted man aft

I walked closer and stood by the bar as I tried to see who it was that had such kind of security. The closer I got to the booth, it became as clear as day who those men worked for. "Jake" the wolf " Moretti, one of the biggest and most feared real estate mogul. His black suit was as dark as the night outside, his eyes cold especially under that chandelier, the blue eyes shown and looked some type of green. Everyone knew who he was or had heard of him. He was good at what he did and he was known for being ruthless and merciless. Both qualities I did not agree with.

They are patrolling their territory if there are some secret meetings or gatherings of their rival mafia. Kiera and Hendrix moved stealthily through the territory, blending into the shadows as they kept a keen eye on their rivals. Hendrix's speed and advanced senses, complemented Kiera's surveillance expertise, ensuring they were ready for any unexpected encounters. While the last team is in the Technology room, Tony and Kenneth. They are the ones responsible for the telecommunication and database. They are also tracking the networks of the possible suspects. Back at the base technology room, Kenneth and Tony worked seamlessly together, deciphering coded messages intercepted from rival organ

Detective Marcus Hales. I didn’t recognize him by presence alone. My introduction to him came from the homeless child’s words. But officers always left traces online, and I had researched him thoroughly. I studied his face until I knew it better than my own reflection. The second my eyes landed on him in the flesh, there was no doubt. This was him. The man who would help me end Eunice Morgan.

"Do you remember which department handled the case? The detective's name?" "It was here. This precinct, I think. Or maybe the one on Fifth Street. I don't remember. It was six or seven years ago and everything was such a blur." Liam ran his hands through his hair. "The detective's name was Morrison, I think. Or Martin. Something with an M." "That's okay. That's enough." Mackenzie was already typing on his laptop. "I can search our database. Hit and run fatality six or seven years ago, victim's name Catherine..."