Detectives Novels & Stories

The detective had requested the family’s presence again, and the message had not been gentle: “We have more questions, and this time, I expect fewer half-answers.“ They filed in reluctantly, Aria, Agatha, Emory, Mina, Gina, Rain, and Elias. Each one carried their own burden into the room, but together they sat like suspects lined up before judgment. Kol’s absence was louder than any voice in the room. His coma was a heavy weight of all of them. Without him, there was no anchor, no authority to hide behind. The detective adjusted his papers with a sharp gaze. “We’ll begin where we left off. One by one, you’ll answer again. But let me warn you, last time, there were gaps. Inconsistencies. Some

" My red eyes were fixed on him, demanding an answer. “Who are you?” He held up a badge. It was not a police badge. “Detective Elijah Monroe. I lead a quiet team sponsored by... let’s call it a very high confidential official who believes werewolves are a rising threat to the human race.” He stepped closer, lowering his voice. “You’re not crazy. You were attacked by them, weren’t you?” I didn’t answer. My jaw clenched, as I looked back at Marcus. “You're not the first victim. But you and him might be the first survivors who can help us take them down.”

The detective asked, as she got the glass from Hazel’s hand and placed it back on the table beside her. “Like I died and I’m back or am I?” Hazel asked leaning back at her pillows with a sigh. “Who are you?” She asked, with her eyes still closed. “Excuse my manners. I’m detective Sarah Parker, and I’m the one working on your family case.”

"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.

Yet, it was all a façade, a white-washed tomb hiding dead man's bones. Everybody wanna hear the truth, but still, they all want to tell a lie. The detective turned to me as the guitar solo rang out. "Whatchu think, hillbilly?" he asked and sang the last line of the song, "But still they all want to tell a lie." Major Case was the most informed unit in the city. IAB was a joke, but these guys, these guys were legit - serious. They were the best detectives, bar none. They made me nervous, and he was really making me feel uneasy.

In the end, Meredith and George decided to arrange a meeting with the police detective assigned to Helena’s case, Detective Sergio. He was a tall, lean man with clean-cut hazelnut hair. Alice could make out the wrinkles in his forehead and cheeks as he settled himself in front of her. She watched the man remove his black coat and placed it on the table before taking out a medium-sized notepad and a pen. Alice loved comic books about detectives. Her favorite was James Gordon; he was Batman’s acquaintance and a respectable captain of the Gotham City Police Department. Whenever she saw a detective, she could not help but be mesmerized by their badges and work.

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.

Her eyes glowed red as the energy became fully attached to the officers The victim’s wife opened the door and looked at the police men “May we come in Mrs Jones?” The police men smiled at her “Yes you may” Mrs Jones ushered them in and they quickly took their seats. “I’m the police detective in charge of the case, Parker Steffens” the officer In charge of the questioning said “Nice to meet you Mr Parker Steffens” the woman replied “Would you like to rest for a while? Or are you fully sure that you are well and alright? “Parker said expressing his concerns

A laugh came out from inside the room: "Ha-ha luckily you finally came, I was advised by Director Vincent to cooperate with you in this case. I'm Leonard, deputy captain of the city A police department, nice to work with you” He entered to the surprise of the police. A female police officer shouted: “Could it be that he is Albert, the famous criminal psychologist detective who has solved many difficult cases. I still have his book The Punisher here. The book is about the tough murders he has solved, including his analysis of the psychology of criminals in detail. I didn't expect him to be so young and handsome."

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.