Detective Rosa Diaz Novels & Stories

Initially, Daisy thought this was some harasser, a criminal targeting young women for sexual assault, someone she needed to stay far away from. "Yes, it's me, Rosa Taylor. I'm delighted that you still remember me," Rosa said as she removed her face mask, smiling in a somewhat eerie manner. "Long time no see, Daisy. How have you been?" "I'm okay. Thank you for asking," Daisy replied calmly, trying not to show panic. "And how about you, Rosa? How have you been lately?" Daisy asked sincerely. In fact, Daisy actually didn't know what had happened to Rosa during the past month. Because before Daisy could get curious and want to find out, the news about the events related to Axel's scandal a month

Morgan walked over to him and offered him the cup of caffeine. The detective smiled at her. Too nice a smile, that affected her too much, for someone who was in her crosshairs. - Thank you. What am I without you, Morgana? She smiled and didn't notice as she tucked her hair behind her ear, driven by bewilderment. - Are you ready for this week's agenda? She asked. - No. I mean, yes. Just let me have some more of this, otherwise I won't even remember my name.

The detective's quest for answers took him through a labyrinth of hidden truths and dangerous alliances. Hidden motives and secrets intertwined as the detective pieced together each fragment of the puzzle. The line between perpetrator and victim blurred, leaving Alfonso and Rose questioning their perceptions and desperate to understand what led to Nicole's tragic end. As Detective Rodriguez delved further into the investigation surrounding Nicole's death, she discovered a sinister truth. The person responsible for her demise was not some shadowy figure lurking in the darkness, but rather someone closer than anyone had imagined.

“I know but there are some lies that are necessary, especially when you promise someone else to maintain them.” “What lies?” This time Paul heard the anger in my voice. “Rose, the man that attacked you, what do you remember about him?” Paul pressed like this had everything to do with what he wanted to tell me. The memory was blurry as I tried to put the pieces together. “I don’t know… he was fast, really fucking fast. And his teeth— No, I was so frightened I imagined most of it.” “Rose,” Ivan touched my hand and my eyes flew open. I hadn’t even realised I’d closed them so tightly. “Just tell us even if it sounds crazy.”

Spade let his mind wander for a bit, letting his finger play with his beards, asides the Garcia being on her neck like that, she might be a possible target to whoever killed her husband, especially if like the chief of police they have no idea she's not aware of her husband's line of work "I'll pay her a visit before the end of the week, and then after you'll assign a few men to watch her, if she's a target she's going to need security now more than ever, also call Liam's underboss, tell him I'd like a word with him" Matteo nodded before getting up "And also, I need you to dig deeper into Garcia, anything and everything you gather on him, I want it on my table latest by tomorrow evening" Mat

Godfather wanted me To eliminate a threat, a political threat. The little girl ran out of her mothers arms, which caused the parent to turn around, there I was standing right behind them. “ Who sent You, and how much did they pay You, I'll double it.” Mr Diaz proposed. He was scared out of his mind that even if he tried to camouflage it, I could read it in his face. Mrs Diaz, was scared out of her wits but she managed to hold on to her daughter, trying to cover the little girl's eye from the scene.

The girl had an unusually sharp sense of awareness and remarkable speed. By now, Matthew’s men had received his signal and stormed the cathedral. Chaos ensued as screams and gunfire filled the air. The mingling of smoke and blood painted a picture of hell on earth. Matthew maneuvered through the fray, closing in on the Russian boss, when a familiar figure caught his eye and made him pause. That silhouette... even after three years, he could recognize it instantly. Emilia. Why was she here? Curtis hadn’t mentioned her presence at all. Matthew’s gaze shifted to the Russian man aiming a gun at Emilia. Without hesitation, he lunged toward her, firing a single shot that felled the attacker.

“But how did he escape you? Did he guess your intentions? Are you a prisoner now?” “Calm down, I am not his prisoner, but I also can’t stop him. It’s up to you.” “Okay, be safe Alpha, we will come for you when this is over.” “Thank you, Owen. If you get there before Roman demand to speak with Hades, tell them Lydia sent you and explain your connection to The Red Rose, that should get you access.” “Who’s Lydia?” “Their Luna.” “Okay, leave it to us Alpha Red.”

It’s not every day you get a fifty-dollar radio for your first successful case. The woman in front of me, who was unrelentingly trying to bore a hole into my head, was Maria De Vega, one of the PD’s suspects for a recent string of murder’s going around near the red-light districts. Maria was a mechanic who worked at Ross and, allegedly, a well-known vagrant in her area.

“Maybe it already was.” ⸻ Rafael didn’t answer. Instead he kissed her again. This time slower. Less reckless. But somehow more dangerous. ⸻ Because now they both knew the truth. ⸻ Dianne Cruz wasn’t just part of the investigation. She was the key to it. And anyone who wanted to bury the past— Would have to come through Rafael Aragon first.