Erin Strauss Criminal Minds Novels & Stories

Grace had become a ghost from my past that I could not get away from right now. A call came into my phone as I walked down the street. I pulled it and saw the name displayed. I knew something was up because I wouldn't be called by this person for pleasure. "Hello, Agent Daniel," I Said as soon as I picked the call. "Good evening Mr Justin. One of the criminals is in our custody". He spoke over the phone in a solemn tone. "What?" I asked immediately. "Are you currently at the station? Can I come right now?" I fired at him anxiously. I am not sure why I was being so impatient. Perhaps it was because I sought the whole truth.

Nathan has been having a hard time trying to recall who he must have killed. “Hey, take it easy Nathan”, Érica cooed, slyly placing a calming hand on Nathan’s arm. I see through you bitch. “Did she give you a name or something?” I watched Nathan run his hands through his hair, his typical ‘I’m frustrated’ move. “Only that her name is Natalie. Natalie Stravosky…..Starry….Staksvy, Stra-“ “Strovska?,” Érica echoed, her face white as a ghost.

Disappointment could be seen in his eyes, it is absolutely obvious that they are struggling for the evidence that the culprit may have left. Astrid Hawthorne, out of nowhere decided to turn off the television and stared at it for a moment. "Another criminal? Interesting..." she became interested all of a sudden, she started to think of having a conversation with the thief, she admired its nice tactics in stealing. She's amazed by the robber's potential.

“We do this without leaving scars. The FBI is searching for bodies. We will leave only data. This is the cleanest dirty thing we will ever do.” He would join them. He had to. This was too close to the fault line of their future. That evening, as the city turned gold in the last light, Luca watched Dr. Strauss step out of her building with a gym bag. Right on time. “Move,” he told Matteo. The team entered through the service door. For Luca, time stretched thin and sharp. Every second was a blade. If Dr. Strauss suffered even a bruise, Ethan would turn on him. And Luca knew—Ethan’s betrayal would destroy him more than any federal charge.

The whole hall exploded, murmurs surging up on every side. Karina looked at her own profile, sharp and clear on the screen, and a violent shudder ran through her as she shrilled back, "This is fabricated! You got someone to doctor the footage! Eli, say something, it was you yourself who ruled she was the thief back then!" She whipped her head around toward Eli at the door of the box across the way, desperate for some shred of support. Eli stood frozen where he was. Beneath the silver-gray hair, his features were ashen, his lips opening and closing again and again without a single word coming out.

And this time, unlike the time at the hospital, I could read her emotions clearly -- it was empathy for me, and it made my heart constrict. "What evidence do they have against Edward Sterling," Foster asked and I leveled a cold gaze at him. I figured since Estera trusted the fucker and insisted on him being part of this, I have little choice but to let the two know. "He was involved in money laundering amongst other things—” I said. Estera gasped. Foster sat down. "My God!" Estera exclaimed. "And since we are on the subject, you should know why I didn't come after you the first time you left … "

I'm here for you! While grabbing Sally's hand, I cried and cried until I nearly couldn't speak. "I… James… He…" When I struggled to get my words out, my eyes drifted to Sally's ears. Sally was wearing an earring on her left ear. The other one was missing. The remaining earring looked familiar to me because it matched the one in my bag. The café’s noise faded into silence as a deafening buzz filled my ears.

“Furthermore, Miss Sterling has shown a pattern of erratic behavior. Her statement to police suggests possible delusional thinking, claiming the victim had already been dead for months. She's a danger to society.” A ripple of low judgment filled the courtroom. Judge Caldwell’s gaze cut to me. “Defense?” Miranda stepped forward. “Your Honor, Miss Sterling has no criminal record. She has deep ties to the community through Mr. Hayes and her charity work. She’s willing to surrender her passport, wear a monitoring device, and comply with any conditions the court sets.” “The toxicology report,” Judge Caldwell interrupted. “Is it complete?” The prosecutor handed a document to the bailiff. My stomac

What she needed right now was to focus on solving this puzzle of their stalker and then try to put everything behind her. Her phone rang and she rooted around in her purse for it, grateful for the distraction it offered. “Yes?” “Hey Erin,” A male voice said, “I don’t know if you remember me, but it’s Todd…Dr. Haskell?” Recognition dawned. “Hey…hey…Todd, of course I remember you. Hi.” Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Ethan turn to face her, a dark scowl on his face and she held back a satisfied smirk.

Marian asked without pause that made Justin finally locked his eyes on Marian. "I... I... was... I was just wondering on the streets alone. Maybe it's... it's... a coincidence on your mind that I... I am following you," Justin stuttered. "Why are you stuttering? Do you want me to report you to the police?" Marian asked, standing straight, lifting her chin up, while getting her cell phone out of her bag again. Justin raised his hands and said, "I am not following you, I swear." "Really? Remove that hood and let me find out if you were one of those criminals from the television," Marian confronted. Justin decided to consider this option and removed the hood, revealing his identity.