Detective Novels & Stories

He stood up when he saw me. "Good morning too. Are you Ruthie Bernaldez?" "Yes, I am." He held out his hand to me, which I immediately reached. "I am a police investigator. I'm Detective Gaston." He let go of the handshake and sat in the chair opposite mine. There is a wooden coffee table between us. I swallowed and nervously looked at him. "How can I help you, Sir?" The detective cleared his throat before he spoke. He sounded very careful. "I just have a few questions for you."

"Because Klyde McMarrow's parents adopted him and they've been together for years too." "Yes, Detective, but that was years ago. I'm no Lukan Sariego everyone was known of." He honestly replied to the detective. "I have my new life now." He added and glances at the Hamiltons. "I know. But I'm here to ask for your help." The detective's words shocked him. Detective Won sigh and wipe the hair on his forehead, scratching it's skin, leaving it red before rubbing the bottom of his nose. Collin remembers the name Detective Kenji, it was the

“Because detective, our mystery guy here does just the exact opposite of just an ordinary killer would do. His crime scene feels like a battlefield even through the victim didn’t even throw him a punch. It makes him a man because of the strength of his weapon. It does seem very small but it slaughters deep. I think his skills are definitely some of the best military tactics ever taught. They call it off balance and pinning. Trafalgar 1805.” “Are you from the military?” Dannie undeniably inquired basing on how brilliant she was explaining herself. “No detective. I just do a lot of research. Since we’ve been introduced, let get to

"Meet my son who is in charge of the investigations on the murder case, Detective Roman " NO.

My eyes widened and I dropped my spoon when the headline appeared on the screen along with my ID picture and the school doctor’s. The young Senior Investigator Hibara is the prime suspect for the murder of Dr. Celina Marquez, according to our city’s most trusted consulting detective, Arthur Cake.

Dimitri gave him a respectful salute and said, "I got that, detective. I will investigate her and report back to you as soon as possible." "Thank you, Dimitri," I nodded, appreciating his response. "Look after yourself," I finally said. Dimitri eventually came back to his car and drove away. To be honest, this is my absolute favorite aspect of my assistant. He is interested in discovering clues and conducts investigations, no matter how uncomfortable or unconventional the mission appears to be. Everything has to be a challenge to him. When his car was no longer in my line of sight, I started to look around and caught the chief of police's attention. I gesticu

- he asked at the end. - Yes, that's right.- Leo answered first, with a serious expression on his face.- I'm Leopold Evans, Detective Inspector in Criminal Investigation Department of the South Wales Police police in Cardiff. And this is Detective Esther Moore, my partner.- he introduced them one by one, and when pointed to Esther, she merely nodded her head slightly as a confirmation.

Detective Sullivan attempted his way over towards me, but barely passed Elizabeth when Captain Johnston’s voice was heard throughout the room. “Anderson! My office!” I take one last look at Elizabeth before sulking my way into his office. “Captain.” I say shaking his hand. “Detective Anderson. I didn’t expect to see you back in my office, let alone my squad room. How have you been?” His calm demeanor taking me by surprise. I half expected the same reaction I had gotten from Elizabeth. The way I left everything; I was amazed he wasn’t yelling down my throat.

She scribbles something down before handing it back to me. I look down at the list: Stalker: Private Investigator Hacker or Cyberstalker Obsessed Ex-Lover Security Expert Detective (who becomes obsessed with their subject… which will be you, Alissia!) Stranger stalker I laugh at her note about the detective, but I’m impressed. “Okay, but is a private investigator or detective really dark enough?” She shrugs. “Depends. What are they following? How much of their life is hidden in the shadows?”

He took my hand and held the door open for me, we stepped out and into my guard's car. *******MUCH LATER******* We are stepping back into the apartment. After a silent drive here, I was ready to get to know him more; I loved everything about him so far. “So what do you do for work?” My desperate attempt to get him to talk…. Easy to tell? Absolutely! “I’m a detective actually.” Shock flooded my whole entire system. “Wait, you’re a detective? As in you work for the police?” “That would be correct.” “Then why are you here? You’re not arresting me are you?”