Erin Strauss Criminal Minds Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Use whatever means necessary. Just make her tell the truth." Miller scoffed, "I'd like to see how a woman in a coma could have executed ten men!" I sat in the steel chair, tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear, and gave him a challenging smile. "Good. It's been a while since I've had a conversation with an intelligent man." Dr. Sterling was utterly confident he'd get the job done. In his decades-long career, he had helped the Bureau solve countless cold cases. The most hardened criminals became putty in his hands.

“I hired an independent firm and they pointed these diversions to accounts controlled by Eric Stanley!” “That’s a lie!” Eric yelled, standing up. “Sydney has…she’s been unstable since the accident. She’s delusional and making this up!”

’ I felt bad that I couldn’t give her a hug and that was due to the hard glassy interval which was between us. I stepped out of the well-guarded Federal Correctional Center and saw a police vehicle parked and waiting for me, I bent a little to see who it was. It was Jessica Strauss and she wanted to talk with me again, this time, for more details about what I saw in the mirrors. From the way she sounded in the vehicle, it was obvious that she was full of suspicions and some more answers. I stared at her finger and noticed she no longer had her engagement ring on. I had a feeling she is beginning to find out for herself who the real Mr. Carlton is.

"Yes ma'am. Charlie Cox, popularly known as Red Bull. He's a Mafia and also serves as a broker." Erin's fists tightened. She did know there was something off about the guy. Yes, he was dressed corporately but didn't act corporately. He never even mentioned the name of his company. He was chewing gum and his voice came out thick and erratic. Like he was a smoke addict. "Find out the jerk who set me up with a criminal!" She stood up to leave and then almost bumped into someone. "I'm so sorry." She apologised before looking up to see who it was.

My treat,'' Stella said briskly. ''It should be my treat. It's been a while since we last met. Ever since you left, the research institute's prestige has plummeted. There are many cases that I couldn't handle,'' Greg said. "I still owe you a lot. I'm free anytime before the New Year," Stella smiled. "Oh yeah! I came out here because I'm busy dealing with a big case right now. The murderer possesses a high IQ and a unique psychological mindset. He has been flawless so far and he has already killed four people in a row. He will definitely continue to commit more crimes,' Greg complained.

“What about the other student council members? What... What exactly can they do?” Chevonne nodded grimly. “First on the list? Priscilla. She’s a controller—the most dangerous one after Samuel. She’s already in the red margin. The moment you enter her thought, consider yourself dead meat. Controllers have smaller thought diameters than others, but don’t underestimate them. Once she gets inside your mind... She won’t let you go.” “Wait,” Rico cut in, his voice sharp. “Jelly, remember teacher Norkie?” “Yes... What about him?”

"Since the '701 terrorist attack', someone might have been targeting you. They might want to kill you. If you tell me the truth behind this, I can help you." I reached out and grabbed Esther's shoulders, looking into her eyes, trying to find a hint of truth. Back in military school, I took a basic course in criminal psychology. Liars often reveal themselves through unconscious little gestures or eye movements. But Esther's eyes were as calm as an AI-generated image, showing no trace of panic or nervousness. "I really don't know what you're talking about. Maybe you're overthinking it. I've only been back in the country for a little over a month. Besides Shelia, I can't think of anyone who wou

Justin saluted, as he left the icebox. “You too.” Erin exhaled. She stared at Earnestine who she heard her car engine revving up, as she drove out of the premises. Was she ready for this? Could she put aside her awful past and move on with the life she had found. These thoughts clouded her mind, as she couldn't get her mind off her. She slammed the counter just to get herself back to certainty. Sabrina and Janeka were bent on finding out what or how to stop whoever was trying to bring back Edmond Michael. They knew someone else was going to die, but they had to figure out the criterion that qualified each person as a death candidate.

“They’ve… hypnotised you!” “They can’t,” Aiden says, looking up at me worriedly. “Sarah. Please. Can’t you just trust me on this? They haven’t done anything to me. Well, they beat me up. I swore they’d pay, and they have. The guilty ones, they’ve paid. Except Sutcliffe, and a guy called Ewing, and I’ve got a bit more information on them now. I’ve got a lot of names to research, and we need to get out of here soon, because someone’s going to notice, and we don’t want to get questioned by the police. So please, Sarah. Please. I thought the same way you did to start with, but… please, just give Jade a chance? One chance?”

Magulo ang buhok na parang sinasabayan ang pag-galaw ng stick niya. Naka-pikit ang mga mata niya habang pinupokpok ang drum ng malakas, hindi naman ganoong malakas na malakas iyong tama lang naman. "I think I knew them," hindi ko na mapigilang bulalas. Napatigil sa pag-lalakad si Ellen at takang napa-tingin sa akin. Hindi ba niya talaga naririnig ang tunog? "Yung song nila! I think I knew it." Pag-papaalala ko sa kaniya. Hindi ko alam na sila pala iyong kumanta nang stranger.