Detective Novelas e Histórias

The detective said. “Whose help?” Mitsuhide questioned, knowing where this was headed. The detective was going Kit to help him in some way. “I think Dr. Jones is the key.” The detective said. “Akechi,” Mitsuhide said absentmindedly. “Her last name is Akechi now.” “Fine, Dr. Akechi.” The detective chuckled. “I do think that if we had her in the room, it would spark a response from Cindy.” “It probably would,” Mitsuhide said as Kit sat up and looked at him. “The detective thinks that you would spark Cindy into saying something other tha

"Oh, and look who we have here…. Marcus Dominick," I turned to see who raised the alarm and unfortunately it was Sharma Atluri, the Detective from India. His cheerful smile creeped me out. I didn’t know if his greeting was a sign of peace or if he was only another opportunity for new discovery. The last time we had a conversation, it didn't end well. I still recall the words and his suspicions that the culprit of these crimes could also be part of the investigation. That was a clear message to me and I wonder if he had found anything yet.

“Yes, of course, I understand this, Miss Beecham.” Beatrice frowned. “How do you know who I am?” Cotteridge laughed despite its incongruity. “Let’s just say that I’m informed, up to a point. But I am a detective, and I’m more than capable of getting to the bottom of things all by myself. Stories are exactly that, tales to be told. The skill is to determine what is and isn’t true; what is and isn’t fact.” “Why do you need to speak to my mother?” Patience said.

Once done, they went back out to discuss the case with Anders and Reinie. "Hi Lili. We are so sorry to bother you this weekend, but we wanted to ask you a few more questions about the case." Anders said before introducing Reinie. "Oh, pardon me for being rude, this is Detective Reinie, who is helping out on the case with cracking all of the computer crimes." Reinie held out his hand and shook Lili's before saying, "Hello, Lili. It is nice to meet you. Sorry that it is under these circumstances."

Inspector Raymond. The human detective was a rare anomaly in our region. He was one of the few high-ranking law enforcement officials who knew exactly what we were—a necessary liaison between the human legal system and the autonomous laws of the regional packs. He was a veteran investigator, his face mapped with deep, weathered lines, his sharp gray eyes carrying the cynical weight of a man who had seen the worst things monsters could do to one another.

he says in a trembling voice as he turns to face her. "Wait, how can you be sure? Aren't you a detective?" Rose asks with frightened twitches in her eyes. Liam remarks as he approaches the door knob to unlock, "Are you nuts? ofcourse I am a detective and detectives do find some situations suspicious like this." Rose clenches her stomach and adds, "Haha....we are in the basement so obviously the place will be quiet," as she closes her eyes and expresses how funny she finds the situation. "Shhh....." Liam motions for the lights to be turned off and murmurs, "Someone's coming fairly down," as he turn

He didn’t even notice me when he walked by, there must have been something very important in his mind. The Deputy had told me, I’d be working with a man, I was starting to hope it was the one that walked in, even though he looked fierce and tough; he was still the handsomest among the other detectives, he was tall and had a great body; just the type of man I had always dreamed off.

Trying to act as the husband of the deceased, who's still grieving. “Let them in,” I muttered. My voice was calm like a still water. The lead detective introduced himself—Detective Hart, Internal Investigations. Cold eyes. Firm grip. The kind of man who’d spend hours watching without saying a word, just to see what you’d reveal. “We’ve received a tip pointing us toward a new suspect,” he finally said, his hard gaze fixed on me. “We’d like to ask you a few questions,” he continued. “Of course,” I replied. “Anything I can do to help,” I said as I clasped my hands together.

Lunatte didn’t know what it was. “Detective is still trying to find evidence that Mommy is innocent. Everything has been going smoothly so far.” Adeline nodded her head. “That detective. What’s his name? Is he great? Mommy, are you sure he helped Mommy solve the case?” asked Adeline again. Lunatte chuckled. “He is more than great, Adeline. You need not doubt him.” “Is it true? What’s his name?” asked Adeline again, because the core question had not been answered.

the detective replied confidently, "Five minutes and I'll get everything I need." The doctor glanced at Damien who gave him a curt nod as a go ahead. The detective stepped closer to Diego and said softly, "Mr Bernadi, I am Detective Stanley from criminal affairs division. I just need to ask you a few questions if that's okay with you." "Miss Lana." Damien breathed painfully, "Miss Lana, where is she?" "That's what we'd like to know, Mr Bernadi," The detective answered. He held on to the bed rails and leaned in closer to Diego, "We know what she did to you but we'd l