Detective Pimento の小説・ストーリー

He was warm,like the kind of older man in the neighborhood,that'd tell you a good story on a rainy day. "Yes." I smiled back. "Your mum and I knew each other." He paused."I'm truly sorry for your loss." I nodded."Thank you." "I was a detective to revisit Justin Anderson death few months after he died and I discovered he was poisoned. I reached out to your mom but I got ambush. When the questions rose up in public,I got tracked down and I had to resign." He said. He shifted his hands from the table ,that's was when I realized the pinky finger on his left hand was missing.

I peer sleepily at the clock while trying to unplug the phone from the charger and bring it to my ear. It's a little after three, which means nothing good. "Detective Street," I answer gruffly. "Street, this is Detective Zimmer," he barks. Zimmer works out of another precinct; he's new to homicide and I don't know him well. "I saw the bulletin you released yesterday. I'm at a scene and I think it's connected to your guy." Rolling out of bed, I head to my closet to gear up. I wait for Zimmer to give me his location before ending the call and shoving the phone into my pocket.

I rake my fingers through my hair, pulling on the roots just enough to rein me in. My phone rings again, and this time I pick it up with a smile, expecting good news. "Sullivan." "Good day, Mr. D'amato. The case has been handled," My defense attorney says, an obvious pride in his voice. Marina brought it to my attention on the night of the barbecue, that she noticed some money entering an unknown account while working on the books with Uncle Enzo, and she was scared he wasn't suggesting bringing it up to me. I told her I knew about it. It was the money Hearst was laundering.

While the tension in the room thickened, Detective Amy walked right in, her stern expression revealing her discontent. "Detective, it's been a long time," I greeted her as soon as she entered, trying to keep things normal despite the escalating situation. She exchanged greetings with the Governor and went straight to business. “We have identified how Miss Maddie was poisoned. Victor, can you identify this man?” I examined the picture she presented, a man standing close to Maddie’s office. Somehow, he looked familiar, especially his physique. “I don’t think so, Detective. Why?” “He has the same physique as the man who poisoned you a few months ago.”

She can't help herself they just bring back bad memories for me. Towards the end of the night the evening had died down only a few people where left In the restaurant. She makes myself a cup of tea and sits at the bar and drinks it waiting till the diners all leave. All of a sudden she felt the hairs at the back of her neck stand up turning around seeing the detective staring at her, he pulled out a bar stool and sat down and said to her " I'm sorry if I'm staring at you but you look really familiar, I don't know where I've seen you but I feel as though I now you, or maybe you look like someone I just can't figure it out". I smile at him and nod my head bring my hair down to cover the s

He immediately ran to Siena and took off his outer coat to cover her body. “Well, Mister Jung, I believe we should be the one calling the police to arrest you. The evidence is clear enough. You drugged Miss Mori and intended to molest her while she was unconscious.” Detective Williams’ words stupefied Brian. How could the detective know everything? Had he been spied all this time? But he could only freeze in place as Damien rescued Siena. He was caught in the act! He did not even have the time to put on his sweater!

I let Beryl down as Paul spoke. “Sophia, this is Detective Liam. He’s the one helping with the investigation, and thanks to his efforts, Beryl is here with us.” “Good morning, Mrs Cloveland,” the handsome detective said, stretching out his hand. I accepted his handshake, noticing how firm and warm his grip was. “Thank you so much, detective,” I said. “I can’t express enough how happy and grateful I am.” “We’re just doing our job, ma’am,” he replied.

even before he flashed his badge to Vivian. "Detective Reyes to see Mr. Romano," he announced. Dante's expression didn't change, but I felt him tense. "Show him in, Vivian." To my surprise, Dante gestured for me to follow him. "You too, Flora." The detective was a weathered man with tired eyes and a face that had seen too much. He eyed me suspiciously as I entered behind Dante. "New PA?" he asked. "My most trusted associate," Dante corrected smoothly, placing a hand on my lower back. "Flora, this is Detective Reyes. We go way back."

Carmen was still trying to make out what she was doing there in the first place when she heard someone call out. "Look who finally decided to show up," came a fairly tall African American, clad in a black suit. "Oh hi. . .Brian," Carmen responded indifferently, noticing something peculiar about the detective's appearance while she approached him. What did you do to your hair? Brian Pierce had a police badge attached to his belt and was going on his second year as a detective after getting promoted from a beat cop back in 2028 for helping take down one of Atlanta's most wanted criminals.

Detective Fontaine showed up at the apartment a little past five in the afternoon, waking her up from the hours-long nap she took during most of the day. He spoke to Charlotte about what had happened the night before. Alfredo Pintos ended up confessing to everything, while Julia Hamilton steadfastly denied having any involvement in the murder or shooting of Charlotte. It would be awhile before Charlotte would have to testify, and Detective Fontaine thanked her for all the tips she had given him throughout the investigation. He evaded talking about whether they had Alfredo on their radar before today, and Charlotte didn't insist, either.