Detective Rarity Novels & Stories

Dominic shouted. “Well there's no reason to hid it anymore since you already know, I am Detective Avery, yes I work for the cops and Red Talcum head? I've been trying to pin down the Mafia ring you work for but it's been very difficult, Andrew Richardson” Avery said smiling and packing her hair in a bun.

“What?” “The wood of the bird box that Kimberly won in the raffle at his fund raiser the other night, has a very distinctive grain pattern.” I took a picture out of my pocket that I had printed off earlier and handed it to the Detective Inspector. “That grain appeared on the side of the first concrete block. He’s had that wood for some time and Bernard Catterall has only been missing for a few days and I’ll bet you any money you like, that somewhere either in the house or in the garden that you will find evidence of concrete dust and the blood belonging to one of the victims.” “I’ve got the SOCO team crawling over his place right now,” DI Silver told me. “So let us hope they do find some

Like no matter what I did cook for him, tease him, hold him, love him it wouldn’t be enough. It hurts. God, it hurts. I sat there in silence, staring at the side of his face, wondering how we got here. Wondering if this was what it would be like now he was lost in grief and guilt, me stuck watching it consume him. I looked at the screen again. Luminous diamonds: Rarity, price, and records in royal archives. I have seen it at least four times today. And ten times before that. The truth was, yes, the luminous diamond was rare. But not that rare. There were at least thirty privately documented pieces in the last two decades. And Kieran knew that. He just didn’t want to accept it. He needed it t

Streetlights reflected against wet roads while traffic crawled slowly through downtown. Detective Raymond Cole drove quietly through the city with one hand on the wheel. The station had drained him today. There are too many lies. There are too many rich names. There are too many things not adding up. Mallory Allison. Alejandro Romero. Jace Norman. And somehow— A woman who apparently didn’t exist. Cole stopped at a red light and rubbed his tired eyes briefly. Then suddenly— His phone buzzed beside him. Unknown Number. He frowned slightly before opening the message.

No. The department must be trusted. And the agency should send reliable people to work there. He closed all the windows with his mouse. - All open... you are a detective and you leave evidence like this? Maybe I do need a break. Without realizing it, he missed the slip of a criminal.

5 MINUTES LATER Lucy dropped the file back on the table “I’m done” “Hmm, so what could you deduce from the report? “ Lucy smiled “the killer was probably someone the victim knew since no form of struggle was recorded in the report and at the victim apartment there was no form of forced entry, so we can assume the killer is someone who the victim knew or is even close to since the killer was let into her bedroom, The killer is a drinker since particles of glasses that contained whiskey was found in between her flesh, so we can say that a whiskey glass bottle is the weapon of murder, The killer is obviously a special must probably a rogue special and the toxin found on her body was probably fr

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

‘How did I not hear that? As she reaches for her badge, the door to the interrogation room opens. Her eyes open wide. That smell. Her body is taken over by shock. ‘It couldn’t be.’ She slowly turns her head towards the door looking directly at the man in the doorway. His big blue eyes were staring straight at her. “Matthew!?”

I asked. “To see detective Rachael solando. She's a forensic psychiatrist.” He rested his hand on the gear. “You have to explicate the situation to her. Joe is smarter than we know. If he notice any detective is after him. He might try unaliving her and bounce on the victim.” I crackle my knuckles. Though I have never heard of her. “Racheal Solando is a forensic scientist. She's one of the top ranked detectives in this country.” Jayden tightened his hands on the seat next to him.

“ Eidolon mist.” I gasped lightly.“ Oh wow…” " Doesn’t it sound familiar to you ?” He turned his head, remaining unmoving. I shrugged.“ Never heard of it ." He nodded.“ You know, the police missed it but I have sensitive nostrils." My lips twitched. The fucker was at the crime scene? Why the hell would he be concerned about Raven's mother's death? “ Eidolon mist is quite expensive and very rare. I wonder how much the killer had to pay to get it shipped past the authorities.” He tapped his chin gently, as if he was trying to figure something out.“ But it feels like family doesn't it ?”