Novel & Cerita Detective Mike Norris

There are five witnesses that need to be interviewed as well as the primary suspect from the murder scene. He’s lawyered up and has declined to answer questions to date, but his attorney said he's ready to talk now. Max decided to keep him waiting as long as he kept him waiting. Setting up the interview for late afternoon gives Max time to talk to the witnesses and get as much extra information as he can. Spending the rest of the morning making notes on his computer, reviewing photos and contacting the crime scene unit to follow up on older cases. With no new progress from the evidence department Max leaves the office, grabs some lunch, and makes his way his way to speak to the suspect and

ROSE I inhale deeply as the cold water crawls repeatedly across my skin. It's evening already. I spent the entire afternoon looking for clues. Fortunately enough for me, I met an old college friend of mine who's a detective in LA, and he promised to help me find out about Lavender and her supposedly dead kid. In fact, he also said he's been curious about the way the detectives all died. He had wanted to investigate, but the police boldly told him it's not his duty to; that even the families of the deceased aren't worried about it. Somehow, I couldn't help but think this person in question has connections with the police. I couldn't say it to him because it's against the law to accuse a fello

sir the test results shows that the fingerprint belongs to Eric tovell" detective mike announced interupting Emily's report "guys guess we have one step to our first suspect" Mr Williams said and I sighed.

She pressed her forehead to Vivian’s clammy hand and whispered, “I’ll fix this. I promise. I’ll find them. I’ll prove you didn’t do this. I’ll make them answer for it.” Anna’s phone buzzed inside her handbag. She quickly reached for it and glanced at the screen. It was the private detective she had hired to investigate Nora’s death. “I’ll be right back, I need to take this,” she said, rising from her seat and stepping out into the quiet corridor. She pressed the green button. “Yes, Detective, what did you find?” “Nora was, in fact, an Ivy League college student,” Detective Rick’s voice came through the line, calm but deliberate. “But here’s where it gets strange. She never borrowed money fro

Right then, Mike, his personal bodyguard, approached him, a serious expression etched on his face. "Sir, my report," Mike said, his voice low. "I've been investigating Olivia's case as insturcted, and I'm convinced she was framed." Jared's eyes narrowed when he heard that, not that he didn't know, he just needed to be sure. It sent his mind racing with the implications. But before he could respond, two darts laced with some poison hurtled towards them with supersonic speed. One struck Mike in the neck, and he crumpled to the ground, unconscious within same second of impact.

Mike looked at the document in Jessica’s hand, “You can keep it. Call me if you have any question. By the way, Miss Hughes, it is not good idea to judge people by their appearances. What a private detective needs is sharp insight instead of age.” Mike stood up and left with an imperious look on his baby face. If it weren’t for the investigation of Zayden Collins, he wouldn’t have bothered to take the case. Just as people say, actresses are two-faced creatures. Jessica Hughes is very annoying. He went out of the cafe, put his hand on his forehead, and looked up at the sky. What a fine say today! It’s a good time for a surprising encounter. **** “We can stop by the supermarket to buy some food

I opened my mouth, but the words wouldn't come out. "Hello? Eve? What happened?" She continued speaking, but I couldn't hear anything anymore. My phone slipped from my hand and hit the ground with a sharp crack. Slowly, I turned around and looked at the small body lying there. That blue hoodie was exactly the same one my son, Leo Spencer, had. Could it really be him? Step by step, I walked over and lifted the cloth covering the child's face. It was a mangled, bloodied mess. His features were unrecognizable.

I placed her gently to search for a blanket and covered her with it. I picked up my phone, I had an assassin to catch. "Mike, I need you to speed things up. Dig up everything you can, look into anything you feel is suspicious, don't overlook anything at all, find me that assassin and find me his boss," I ordered. "Yes boss," Mike replied. Mike was reliable, he was one of the best hackers, he worked with the CIA before he was framed and discarded. Their trash had become my jewel. I turned to look at Nyla's innocent face as she slept, she had gone through things she didn't deserve in the slightest. She hadn't done anything to deserve this life. If anything she deserves the best thing of the wo

And I have also heard that he is getting engaged today. The detective was silent after he narrated his findings to Nicholas and waited for Nicholas to speak he was very impressed with that detective as it had been less than 24 hours since he has asked him to investigate Mike. But he managed to find so much information in such a short period. " You have done a great job, Mr. Ashton. No wonder you are the most famous detective in New York. I will transfer the rest amount to your account right now." Nicholas praised him genuinely and hung up the phone after being thanked by the detective.

He gave him a look that says Stupid Question'. He heaved a sigh before replying. “ Don't we remember her face? And moreover, don't we have the CCTV footage?” Nicholas said as he rolled his eyes at Mike. “Oh, that's right…” Mike said as they walked to the parking lot. “We are going in my car, not yours. I would rather not smell any strong and low perfumes of your flings in your car. I wonder how you can even breathe in your car..” Nicholas said and opened his car.