Detective Novel Series Novels & Stories

The perfect life with Jenna Grabbing his travel mug of coffee, and his briefcase he heads to his unmarked car. His very first pay check ten years ago, he went and bought this car and it’s still going. When he got to the station and checked his voicemail, there were five new messages, all from the family of the victims from the murder drug scene he worked a month ago. They’re understandably hurt, shocked and desperate for answers, and they're calling to see if he had any leads or evidence.

Someone had reached into the digital world. ...and performed surgery with impossible precision. "Run the search again," Chief Inspector Donovan ordered, refusing to take his eyes off the largest monitor. "We already did," the lead systems analyst replied. "Three different servers." "Then run it a third time." The analyst's fingers flew across the keyboard before he looked up again. "Still nothing." "That's impossible," Donovan muttered. "I know," the analyst answered quietly. "It's like she never existed." Silence settled over the room. For the first time in years, nobody knew what to investigate.

In the end, Meredith and George decided to arrange a meeting with the police detective assigned to Helena’s case, Detective Sergio. He was a tall, lean man with clean-cut hazelnut hair. Alice could make out the wrinkles in his forehead and cheeks as he settled himself in front of her. She watched the man remove his black coat and placed it on the table before taking out a medium-sized notepad and a pen. Alice loved comic books about detectives. Her favorite was James Gordon; he was Batman’s acquaintance and a respectable captain of the Gotham City Police Department. Whenever she saw a detective, she could not help but be mesmerized by their badges and work.