Detectives Stories Novels & Stories

Layla added finally tossing the last file in front of us. I carefully examined all the files and slowly took the first one. The file which was containing the past accident of Layla's parent's case. I opened the file and discovered the pieces of news which were torn out from the newspaper. All the news had heading about detective's sudden accident, the tragic death of the detective working on main cases, the story of the accident and stuff like that.

An elderly woman pressed a hand to her chest and said she had seen a black sedan that skidded away from the curb. A teenager in a hoodie said he thought he’d heard two bangs but had thought them fireworks. A delivery driver said something about a woman stumbling out of a shop and then collapsing, and his voice cracked on the last words. Every account was a thread the detectives would knit together to create a narrative that would either lead them to justice or to dead-ends.

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.

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.

The air within the antique store did not smell merely of old paper and dust; it smelled of centuries, and tonight it pulsed with a promise that caused Elara's skin to shiver not from fear, but from a dull, thrumming excitement. She had come in from the rain, wanting to get away from the rattle of thunder and the sudden summer storm, but she had discovered something far more fascinating waiting behind the register: two men who were far more than they seemed.

This was all his fault. Aaron Bridges was my captain back at the fraud department. He volunteered one of his detectives for a temporary transfer to homicide, and I managed to be the lucky winner. I silently curse him and everything else before making my way up the front steps. Making my way towards the captain’s office, eyes start following my every move. I knew they were talking about me. I tried to pretend that it didn’t bother me, but man was it hard.

The Ds-professional love is a detective series formed around different parts of the world but mainly the United states of America in the city of Los Angeles.. Its though a love stories in a lesfic genre but yet a thriller with a mystery to solve around the many. This book will be published is series. Each season a book of it's own. Character mining

After bringing the suspect into custody to the agency, the detective seems to hear deja vu. The suspect says he's not at fault and also makes good arguments, but the lie detector catches something. The detective can also see (hear) that he is lying, among the suspect's documents, the detective finds incriminating evidence. A medical certificate for the day the moon died. He asks one of his colleagues to check the paper, after a single glance they come to a conclusion, and false. The police chief orders the suspect immediately arrested for lying to police and murder. The detective's case is closed again, but this time everyone celebrates and congratulates the detective. Reporters who hav

Detective Harry Macmillan was in an office at Scotland Yard, who had taken an oath herself, to find the murderer of Willemina Winchester; she was analyzing some papers, they were the notes on how the body had been found, with a couple of holes in the neck, some of the funeral service agents and others said with fear; "It must be a vampire", "or some demonic being", those were the rumors that ran through the streets of the city, in the other bodies that had been found the marks were the same, he had his fountain pen between his lips and his nose, he thoughtfully read each one of those notes.

Due to this, there was a novel that was a hit on w******l, titled 'SEX ADDICTED BOYFRIEND' It was a romance novel, where the male lead was only about having sex with his girlfriend, which the girl didn't mind of course. Seeing how their relationship was moving, without him making any attempt to ask her to marry him, the female lead started getting worried. He was very handsome and a lot of girls want to snatch him from her, but luckily, he was really in love with her. The issue was, sex. He just couldn't do without it for a week. A part of her was scared for getting dump after they've had so much sex, so she was trying to hint him into proposing to her.