Eddie Flynn Series Novels & Stories

CHAPTER NINETEEN. Detective Flynn barged inside Sir Edwin's office, in rage. When he got there, Sir Edwin was on a phone conversation with someone. Detective Flynn, appeared to be about to speak. But he said nothing. He smacked his forehead with the palm of his hand and paced round the room, impatiently waiting for Sir Edwin to get off the phone. "I'll call your back." Sir Edwin ended the call that was supposed to take an hour. He looked up at Detective Flynn. There was a pause that seemed ready to become long and awkward.

Telling Flynn Lancaster to, quote, "handle the journalist problem." *Flynn carried out Cross's order. He's responsible. But Cross gave the command.* *Use this evidence. Destroy them. Both of them.* *I love you. Always.* *Daniel* Flynn. Flynn had killed Daniel on Cross's orders. Both of them were responsible. Both of them had gotten deals. But this evidence could change that. I photographed the letter. Packed it carefully. Made sure I had everything. Twelve USB drives. Hundreds of hours of footage. Audio recordings. Documents. Photos.

CHAPTER 5 Flynn on the other hand after Jace had gone out of the room quickly sprang into action, he was searching for clues that would tell him more about this mysterious stranger in front of him, the coincidence was just too much. He checked all the drawers but it either seemed to contain rows and rows of condom or it was locked. Was this man a nymphomaniac? “What was I expecting? A folder with a big heading saying ‘SECRETS’! I can mean to be so gullible sometimes!” Flynn said to himself after realizing his pointless actions.

"You're still guilty of some other fucked up shit that you did when you were following Mandy, you have some people to make that up to; like Cassie. You take care of that and I'll think about not making your life a living hell." I hung up the phone before my nosy ass wife saw me and started asking questions. It was almost time to put the squeeze on Mr. Stanley to smoke his son out of his hidey hole, but I wanted to wait until we were on our way back before making that move. Track and his spying ass was giving me the side eye. Two can play that game brother. *** "Finally!" Hours later we boarded the jet for the six hour flight. We'd stayed longer than was planned but I'd checked and she would

Inside the room, I walked slowly and noticed Flynn crouched before it, with a flashlight beam dancing over folders and papers. His head snapped up as the floorboards creaked, and he remained motionless for a while. Then he bolted for the door. “Move!” I shouted, and we surged forward. He raced toward the exit. Diego slammed it shut behind him and turned the lock. Flynn spun with wide eyes, then drew a blade from his coat. “Don’t try it,” Max warned, leveling his gun. Flynn lunged. I caught his arm mid-swing and twisted until he dropped the knife with a cry. Max grabbed the other wrist and yanked it behind Flynn’s back, forcing him to his knees. Ella kicked the blade across the floor.

There was a hard glint to his eyes that spoke volumes of what he was capable of. As he stared with disinterest at the demarcating glass, Flynn knew at that moment how he was able to evade suspicion from the whole town before he had stabbed Clarissa with that pair of scissors. Looking at him. People would have seen a man of authority. Someone who would only think about the good of others. A person who looked as harmless as a dove. Perhaps, if they had looked close enough, they might have realized that it was all an act. With a more collected thought, Flynn pushed the door open and strode into the interrogation room. *********************************************

"But he hasn't come by since the pack was under attack." Eden felt a pang of guilt in her chest. She knew that she had seen Flinn being attacked, but she had run to Kylian instead of helping him. She had saved Kylian's life instead of Flinn's. She couldn't voice her guilt to Naim, though. It was too much to bear. _______ 31.2 Flinn's eyes fluttered open as he slowly regained consciousness. He groaned and shifted slightly, feeling the weight of the blankets on top of him. He tried to move his arms, but they were restrained by the wires attached to the machines beside him.

Flynn who had already watched the two girls being charged, decided to run. She exited through the bathroom window and ran down the street. The police officer spoke into his walkie talkie. " We have a witness on the run. Miss Flynn. She is five foot four with blonde hair. " The policeman than went out and notified the judge. Everyone waited for the decision from the judge. " Please bring out the next witness." " Mr Edwards.", The policeman opened the door. Ella's teacher stepped out of the room and took him place in the witness box.

I asked her. " Yes I know but I don't have shows or movies for the meantime so please just let me stay here for some days Ellie please" she pleaded. " Alright fine. As long as what happened just now doesn't repeat itself again" I said and got up, walking to my bedroom to sleep. ******* Flynn's POV " Sir,I've got some details you need to know." My private investigator walked in my office and said. " Spill" I replied rudely.

Nathanial crouches beside me, taking the knife from my hand, and he presses the tip beneath Flynns’ chin. “Don’t worry, it will all be over shortly. I bet you thought you had won the fucking lottery after my girl turned 18, didn’t you?” He grabs Flynns’ greasy hair and yanks his head back. Flynn smiles, showing off his blood-stained teeth with his eyes glistening under the white light dangling from the ceiling. “I’ve seen her naked many times and jerked myself off to the images embedded in my mind. She has a mole just under her left breast and-”