Novel & Cerita Detective Quentin Lance

“We’re best friends. Helping you is what I should do.” “Help me wash up? I feel so weak. I’m exhausted. I’m going to sleep after washing up. We’ll talk about everything else tomorrow and call the cops after the monument’s been erected.” Quentin had broken the law. Quincy had to report this to the police. Quentin must endure the punishment he deserves. Thea helped Quincy bathe, but did not leave after that. “Thea, get me a glass of warm water.” Quincy remembered James’s advice. “Okay.”

"We still have a child together! If I go away, Theo won't have a father!" Janelle started to waver. She stepped in front of the police officers and said urgently, "You've really got the wrong person! "Lance is a brilliant business professional who just returned from abroad. How could he possibly do something that would ruin his own future?" The two officers holding Lance exchanged a glance. Then, the younger one said, "We've gathered plenty of evidence. Besides, there's no record of Mr. Huff traveling abroad in the past several years."

Lucifer said, raising his brow in confusion, but Ethan was pushed aside before two men walked in. One of them took out what looked like a badge. “I’m Detective Larry Hanks, from the crimes division of New York city department , and i would like to speak with Lucifer Morningstar.“

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 like to hear the details from you as well,"

I uncovered the white cloth used in covering her up to her waist, my chest tightened and I could feel that it showed in my expression; staring at my dead sister’s body wasn’t very easy. “You know, where I come from; one isn’t allowed to work on a sibling or relative’s case,” Jane muttered, staring at me with those pitiful eyes I resent so much. “This is Los Angeles Johnson, and I’m not just any detective,” I countered, shifting my gaze back to the lifeless body of Samantha Wills. “Are you sure you’re gonna be okay? You really don’t need to act all tough,” she wasn’t giving up and I wasn’t ready to explode in her face in anger, so I changed the subject immediately.

He had told the assistant to do some digging yet he went around hiring private hackers. Well, looks like their security system was more advanced than what he expected. Lance thought as he got to work, typing his reply to the hacker, yet being cautious Incase someone was simply trying to smoke him out. As he waited for the reply, having asked the hacker what Kelvin had told him all about, Lance felt his phone ring. He glanced at the screen to see that it was the said assistant whom he had been insulting seconds ago. He answered the call without hesitation. "You sure are doing your job well."

Quincy suddenly raised his head, stating firmly, "I've known her ever since I was a child. When I was hospitalized for autism, she helped me a lot." "You also had autism?" Melanie asked. "What do you mean by ‘also’?" Quincy suddenly realized something and looked at Melanie. "Miss Melanie, when you were young, you...?" "No, I just thought of a childhood friend," Melanie shook her head. However, that sick little boy’s name was not Quincy but Lance. "Even if you want to repay her kindness, you should still adhere to your principles, right? She's taking revenge by slandering the company. Do you want to watch your family be kicked out of Jones Enterprise, and the perfume department dissolve, all

Zach continued. Julien nodded and said that he understood. He then asked, “Did you find out anything about Quincy’s death?” “Not yet.” Zach shook his head in disappointment. “This incident happened six years ago, so it will take time if I try to dig it out now. I already contacted the traffic department and I requested any surveillance videos of Quincy’s accident. If it exists, then we can investigate further from there. If not, we’ll lose our leads once more.” Julien’s eyes darkened. “We can try from Lyra Madden’s side.”

"If you don't mind, please get off my property, officer." As I walked down the lane I couldn't help but think to myself that He's acting very guilty. I am determined to get to the bottom of this. The past few months have been hectic, and I blame myself for being careless with this case. Even after Lance reported the threats to his wife, I ignored it, until yesterday, I received an anonymous call informing me that they knew who tried to murder Lance, but they refused to speak, which sparked my suspicion. The only people that know that Detective William and I are on the case are close family members ... so it has to be someone in his inner circle. That I'm sure of! But my main suspects so far

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.