Einhorn Pet Detective Novels & Stories

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.

"Just make sure you actually read it." "I will," I said, forcing a smile and lightly tugging him closer by the waist. He leaned into me easily, resting his forehead against my chest with a soft sigh. Holding him felt so natural now that it terrified me. Later that evening, after Nathan left to grab a change of clothes from his apartment, I stood in the corner of my bedroom, holding a tiny, black recording device. It was a hidden camera I’d bought online a week ago. The original plan was simple.

After all, it's rare to have a chance to use the computer recently. "Wait a bit, not everyone has arrived yet." Amelia wants everyone to be present: "Have all the people on the guest list been checked?" Elijah immediately replied, "Yes, they all participated, and it also detailed the sheep game and the chosen people." "There's another clue. After all, hacker Lion will investigate the dark line little Elijah himself: 'This boy named Edwin Bernard is not right, he is very very bad!'"

Sick and tired of hearing the news I saw for myself… *** I swerved my old Mercedes into the hospital’s car park. I had to start my investigation tonight; and I was hoping I’d find something on Samantha’s body. Sleeping would be hard as from now, I had no time to waste; that shooter needs to be found fast. That was the only thing that would give me comfort now, not silly condolences and pitiful stares. “Glad you came, just wanted to dial up your number,” The voice sounded very familiar. I came out of my car to see her removing the blue detective gloves from her hand, it was Jane Johnson; my new partner.

However, my nostrils was assaulted by a strong and unpleasant odor, which he recognized as a mixture of a corpse and formaldehyde, a chemical used to disinfect and preserve biological tissue, especially hat of corpses. I squinted my face and forced my strong sense of smell to retract a little bit, while I followed the scent. At the same time, lots of prisoners in the dungeons stretched their hands from the bars towards me, pleading to me. But I ignored them. Most of the men here were either traitors or prisoners of war. Some even owed me money and tried to run away, but I kept them behind bars until I found use for them. I reached a small opening and I found Fred standing with a gas mask on.