Elle Criminal Minds Novels & Stories

She had no idea if she wouldn’t mess this one up with her current state of mind. The man was surely one hell of a criminal and everything here screamed about how he shouldn’t be messed with. His kill rate according to the bureau’s investigation showed that he was a beast with a side hobby for killing people. Chloe wondered if this job would help her take her mind off things. Maybe she would get so obsessed with finding a killer that she would forget that mike was fucking their neighbor and he’s unapologetic about it. Maybe it was the perfect distraction and there’s only one way to find out.

"Dr. Elisa White, why did not I think you were so gossiping before?" "Are not you curious about the daily life of the forensic and the captain of the criminal investigation department?" "Do not be curious, we deal with dead people and criminals every day. If we can not assess the situation properly, sooner or later we will become criminals." Elisa White was surprised, "Is it that serious?" "Yes." Many criminals have their own way. They put all their intelligence into crime, but they do not even know how to grow their brains. Sometimes, after solving a case, we can not help but praise their meticulous thinking. It's really amazing. "

That choice offended him more than anything. “Sir…” Director Collins tried again, hesitant. “Just so we are aligned… the altered CCTV timestamps show Peter accessing the accounts at odd hours. The forged signatures match his. And the missing funds appear routed through his log-ins.” “Good,” Mark said calmly. “Make it airtight. The board will call for an internal investigation by tomorrow.” Director Eliana exchanged a glance with Collins. “And if Peter tries to defend himself?” Because the investigation has started at the police office.

I saw Camala and Gloria shooting me mocking looks from the corner, and I wanted to rip them apart. But suddenly, an elderly police officer walked over to Camala. With a stern face, he showed his badge. “Even though we haven’t figured out who the criminal is for this case, we need your cooperation for a case that’s more than ten years old!” My eyes widened in disbelief. I recognized him immediately! He was Officer Lewis. He had been in charge of my parents’ murder case! In the end, they concluded that Camala was my parents’ murderer, and the drunkard was the driver who was hired to kill them!

A familiar voice broke the trance of my thought. " Blake?" I breathed out his name in disbelief when he gestured towards the glass full of water in his hand. The crave to quench my throat filled my consciousness but by suppressing that urge, I hesitatingly took a step back and shook my head. " Leave." I whispered. His deep black eyes stared into mine with nothing but offering a pure comfort as if he was there to heal my wounds but in a flicker of emotions in his eyes, he became distant. Right. After all what I can expect from another criminal who is nothing but a pawn of Zachary behind the façade of friendship? These all are criminals, they had murdered many innocents. How can they offer hea

He moves so fast I cannot even remember the faces of people I speak to. “Please,” I ask him “Slow down.” My feet ache and my muscles are sore. I have long since dropped the flowers on some random table, hoping silently they would burn and take the building and everyone in it. My fingers grasp onto a glass and I gulp down water quickly, my throat parched from flimsy small talk. The wedding will be in the papers. I can see the headline now- Two Crime Families Put Aside Differences; I knew the papers would sell quickly. Crime sold. I would know. My name had been in the papers since the day I was born thanks to my father. New York would tremble underneath me if I wanted it to. I dripped in cashm

"You called this meeting, Gregory. Why don't you tell me what's on your mind?" Gregory's gaze falls on me. He holds it there for a long, tense moment. Nothing flickers behind those eyes—no emotion, not recognition, nothing at all. Cold and dead. This guy's fucking unstable. I've deal with dozens of gangsters in my time. From straight-up murderers to psychopaths, drug dealers, addicts, thieves, and more. I've met them all, defended a few. I thought I knew the criminal mind. Until sitting across from Gregory.

Junior at high school, and a pain in everyone's ass. 'Despite having a sweet ass.' I am- I can't even begin to- Handing her back the phone, I tried to think of our first move. We'll need to find that truck, and get the files on her case from the sheriff's department. "Okay," taking a long gulp from the can, I explained what I think we should do. I'm not qualified to solve murders, and I doubt anyone in this town is. Grimsborrow is dangerous little town on its own. From its origins, till date. Our town has never been normal. "We find the truck. And stalk the owner. Dell will be in charge of asking questions, he can erase their minds after."

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Not until then. Taking deep breaths, I walked towards the detective in charge and placed the tip of my fingers on his temples. I closed my eyes and said, "You and your men have found the criminal for the death of Cilia Carpenter. The criminal is Oliver Woods, but he wasn't alone. He was being ordered by the victim's mother, Jessica Carpenter. Jessica Carpenter is also giulty for illigal drug use along with Oliver Woods. You and your men are on your way to capture them." I opened my eyes and let go of the detective. I had done it. I had done it and there was no turning back. I didn't regret it.