Dex Dogtective の小説・ストーリー

Alexa reassured Diego and Travis. “So how will you able to meet him? Your mate? This city is vast. There’s a lot of people here, and many places you need to search just to see him.” Diego couldn’t help but ask her. “He is my mate. I can easily track his scent. Besides, he is a hunter. I can just go to the places where hunters are staying here in the city.” Alexa answered them confidently. Yeah, Alexa was right. She could easily track her mate through his scent. Knowing the fact that he was a hunter, lessened the scope of the places where she should search for him.

They rarely get close to the edge of the forest, where humans live. The dog was very obedient and followed behind the owner, but the dog's hunch forced him to turn his head to look at the bush again. The girl with the sexy body stepped out of the bush, and all around was the darkness. She doesn't have a piece of cloth on her. The white hair is up to shoulder length, but even more special is the pointed white ears. The dog went from a state of vigilance to a normal state of docility, as if it had learned something from the girl.

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

Instead of countering Dawson’s word, the deputy poured himself a drink instead; which confirmed that what Dawson just stated could be true. I wanted to chirp in something but Dawson cut me short; “Guess I don’t have a choice then, welcome to my team detective Jane,” he scoffed and started towards the door. I and the deputy watched him leave the room, but I was the only one engulfed in joy. I could feel it, although I didn’t want to claim it….

he asked urgently. "The vehicle he was driving was found on the road, burnt beyond recognition, the firearms inside the car were also taken" "And what about him, is he okay?" *"Yes, he is". Geremia pointed to one of the large screens on the wall. A green light blinked steadily on the screen. "That tracker reads his heartbeat, green means he is alive, red means he is in danger and when it stops blinking, he is dead" "So he is alive?" Dante asked. "Yes he is"

"When he shows, our warriors take his. I wear a wire—" "No wires," Tessa interrupted. "He'll check you, Dexter doesn't trust anyone. But I have something better." She reached into her bag, producing a tiny vial of amber liquid. "Scent mask. Distorts your scent. He won't smell us people coming until we are already on him." "And then?" Dathan asked. "And then we get him to talk and take him down," I said. "As fast as we can whatever it takes. We need names, routes, and account numbers. We need enough to feed the regional council until they're choking on it."

Lucien wasn't going to give up the floor anyway. The sun shone brightly in the sky and Dex turned his face towards it to take in the warmth. He pulled out his phone. "Can you follow the beach around and meet me by the jetty?" "Aren't you in a meeting?" "Not anymore," he texted. "Give me a half-hour." "Climb over the jetty and down to the beach that's there." "Okay." Dex set off in that direction. He'd found the beach one day when he'd wandered around the resort. The jetty was big enough that the average person wouldn't climb it. But in wolf form, he'd had no problem. The rocks would provide them with privacy.

Morty yipped and licked at my hand, and Anna pulled back, her eyes wide. “How did you—” “It’s a special tincture,” I explained, beaming. I held my hand out to Morty, and he wiggled excitedly in his owner’s arms. “It dulls a werewolf’s scent temporarily so we don’t frighten the dogs.” Her mouth fell open. “I remember now!” she exclaimed. “I saw it on the documentary on the television, but I didn’t think it actually worked.” “Well, it does,” I grinned, scooping the little dog into my arms. But then my brow furrowed. “Is your home okay?”

Damon's POV In my study? I was on my feet, my eyes scanning every inch of the room. "Where, exactly?" "I… I don't know. The signal says it's right on top of you." I started tearing the room apart for real. The desk, the file cabinets, the bookshelves. I searched every inch. Ten minutes later, I stood in front of the safe hidden behind the wall panel. My fingers trembled as I entered the code. 1015.

Detective Trevor digs into his pocket and dangles silver-grey shackles in my face, grinning victoriously. "Becca Sterling, you are under arrest for the murder of Dax Clyde. Anything you say or do, shall be used against you in a court of law." ^^^^