Detective Mike Norris Novels & Stories

Mike wink at Alex and both smirk. Mark felt goosebumps on his body, he turned around in fear looking at Mike. “Hmm, I think you are correct. If everybody is dead and only Mr. Mark Taylor is alive, then we can detain as a suspect of a serial killer.” “No, everyone is not dead, one person is alive.” “What?” Alex and Mike said in unison. “Yes, there was one more person.”

Mike always did this wherever he was, making it easier to detect anomalies if the primary surveillance camera malfunctioned or was sabotaged. His hazel eyes widened. On the screen, it was clear that Angie had been forcibly taken by a large man he didn’t recognise. He knew one thing for sure: such a build was only possessed by the organisation’s guards, and his suspicions might be correct—perhaps their sworn enemies were behind all of this. Mike called Greg, who arrived immediately. Greg listened to Mike's orders to prepare several people with sharpshooting skills. However, upon noticing the furious glint in Mike’s eyes, Greg hesitated to carry out the orders before learning what Mike planned

“They bounced it through multiple servers. The tech team is still working on it, but whoever it was knew exactly how to cover their tracks.” I clenched my jaw, my mind already racing through the possibilities. This wasn’t just a random break-in attempt—it was calculated. Deliberate. “Any suspects?” I asked. Neville hesitated. “There’s a name that keeps coming up.” I looked at him sharply. “Who?” “Michael.” The name didn’t mean much to me at first. But then I remembered. Sarah’s ex. Nora's biological father. I straightened. “What about him?”

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

Tony was already sitting there when Mike spoke again and patted his shoulder. "When did I ever fail?" he proudly said, turning his gaze towards Mike's direction with a grin. Mike just sneered and made his way out of the control room. S W I M M I N G P O O L A R E A, C R I M E S C E N E. "This is driving me crazy," Mike thought out loud, his eyes wandering to the corpses. "Where are the victims' backgrounds that I asked you to do?" he asked one of his team.

"Yeah, sure, I know him, Linus is the real deal, fair and reasonable. Honest too, some... never mind. We are just talking here. But if you change your mind, just say the word... my dogs always need fresh meat. This world will be a better place without a lying cheating fast-talker named... well, just... you made a good choice." It was a good thing Nancy knew Mike meant well in all he said to her. He was very well connected, had never been convicted, and was more than capable of what he suggested, including the part about feeding his dogs. But for the sake of the fond memories of a prom weekend they both treasured, he would defer his wrath. - Nancy was at home Monday evening when Linus came by

Into the room. Dominic's hand finds the small of my back. Brief. Warm. Completely deliberate. "It will be," he says. I want to believe him. I almost do. And then my phone buzzes with a news alert that makes every carefully constructed plan in the room feel suddenly very fragile. "Breaking: Chicago Police name person of interest in Felix Maddox homicide." I open it. The name below the headline is not Nora Reyes. It is mine. I just stared at the phone.

The detective's quest for answers took him through a labyrinth of hidden truths and dangerous alliances. Hidden motives and secrets intertwined as the detective pieced together each fragment of the puzzle. The line between perpetrator and victim blurred, leaving Alfonso and Rose questioning their perceptions and desperate to understand what led to Nicole's tragic end. As Detective Rodriguez delved further into the investigation surrounding Nicole's death, she discovered a sinister truth. The person responsible for her demise was not some shadowy figure lurking in the darkness, but rather someone closer than anyone had imagined.

“But I need to have a work with your boy Mike here.” “Who the fuck are you?” he asks, springing up. “I’m here on behalf of Betty Jones, and what you did is not okay.” “Are you like a lawyer or something?” I smile. “Or something.” “Listen, lady,” Mike’s roommate says, rubbing his nose. “You better get the fuck out or I’m calling the cops.” “Go ahead,” I reply sweetly. “Call the cops. Then Mikey here can confess what he did.”

Mike said slowly keeping everyone tensed up even Detective Carter. "I got orders from a man named Leo Greene. That's all I'd like to say to the press" Mike said and walked in proudly into the police station leaving the reporters pushing each other, trying to get inside but Detective Carter ordered that the repulsive reporters be put in jail for three months. This made the reporters retreat,ready to upgrade the news they got,some would add what's not,some will say the truth while some will remove some details. That's life. Mike was seated down in Carter's office and Carter walked in angrily.