Novel & Cerita Ezra Inbestigators

My mind is not thinking straight. Drake’s jaw clenches as he scans the crowd and I see his fingers fist into a ball. And when he speaks next, my world collapses. “Ezra has betrayed us all.” No…. “He has fled. He has abandoned our pack,” Drake continues, holding up the piece of paper that a guard passes to him for everyone to see. “He is a liar. A fraud.” “No,” I breathe. “That’s not true. Ezra would never...” Drake silences me with a single, harsh glance, then unfolds the paper. My eyes widen as I see the words written across the page.

Ezra was really stupefied how on earth did Oscorb know this. Ezra knew that two of the girls were Nicholas children but now he knows their names. For Devina and Tara he already knew them. Ezra then continued reading. 5. Aiden Robert. "Even this idiot is one of them too." Ezra said. 6. Tom peace Wife of the prominent scientist. And lastly... 7. Elsa Gomez. A funny type of shiver went down Ezra body. "Is this a joke? Elsa Gomez is a Supernatural creature too." Ezra said and then remembered something.

-00- Ezra goes to Mila's apartment after a tantrum that makes him sick of being in the office. He decides to start his investigation to check on the people who came to Mila's apartment on the day Mila got the terror. For a while he will put the dead cat out of his mind because if he can identify any of the three strangers who came to Mila's apartment, he will definitely get the one who sent the dead cat too. When he arrived at the apartment lobby, Ezra was greeted again by the flirty Ariel. She seemed to have seen his car parked in the vvip slot in front of the door, so Ariel was already leaning behind the desk when Ezra walked over.

Ezra and Matteo exchange a glance. “Reunion,” Matteo says. “With who?” “With himself,” Ezra answers darkly. “Or something worse.” We fall into silence. Not uncomfortable. Heavy. Ezra moves to sit across from me. Close enough to reach. Not touching. “I need you to understand something,” he says. “I’m listening.” “If the Institute suspects you’re stabilizing without their oversight, they will intervene.” “Intervene how?” “Containment.” “Like a cage?” “Yes.”

Zeke knocked as Shawn's awful voice muttered a ruffled come in. We walked into the office and showed our sign of respect. "Good afternoon sir, about the murderer today, I and Zeke went to investigate the house " I said "Oh Zeke not Ezekiel nice" Shawn said smirking rausing his eyebrows to Zeke. "So what clues did you find this time " he said laying emphasis on the word clues. "Nothing new sir just the same as before " Zeke said . "And what clues if i may ask?" Shawn asked "I'll like Van to explain that" Zeke said as shawn and I turned to look at him for different reasons of cause , i looked at him cause why the hell will he want me to explain it and I'm sure shawn looked at him because of th

Noah relayed. "Tell the investigator to dig deeper into the household," Ezra instructed firmly. "On it. Anything else you need from my end?" Noah asked. "I'll let you know if there's anything else," Ezra replied before ending the call abruptly. He jumped out of his chair, grabbed his coat, and rushed out the door. He had to find Shannon.

Hunter insisted. Ezra hummed, placing a hand on his chin. He noticed a flowerpot atop the food cart. The staff member was supposed to bring only food, so why the flowerpot? Suspicion gnawed at Ezra as he swiftly moved toward the cart, shoving the staff member aside. The staff member gasped and stumbled to the floor. Ezra grabbed the flowerpot and smashed it on the cart, shattering it into pieces. Inside, he discovered a small spy camera, revealing that the staff member had been secretly filming them without their consent.

As I was going through his closet, I spotted a bag at the back, similar to the one my father had given me. What is he hiding inside? Shaky fingers gripped the zip. I realized how badly my hands were sweating when the zip slipped. My breathing sped up as I slowly unzipped it, the zipper slipped from my fingers a few times. It certainly wasn’t what I was expecting it to be. *** Obsidian was into some dark stuff, which wasn’t really that much of a surprise. It matched his name and explained his behaviour. Ezra, on the other hand, was a jack of all trades. He liked a lot of different things.

"Actually, I meant to tell you—" "Daddy, look." Ezra appeared in the doorway holding a drawing that appeared to involve several stick figures and what might have been a dinosaur, though the proportions made it hard to say definitively. "I made this at school." "That's incredible," Kian said, examining it properly. "Is that you?" "That's Noah," Ezra said, pointing at a smaller figure standing very still next to the dinosaur. "He's not scared of it." "I'm not," Noah confirmed, still drawing, not looking up.

What it meant that the fourth figure in this version wasn't the killer but something else entirely. Behind me, the cellar door at the top of the stairs opened. I turned. Ezra stood at the top, looking down at all of us gathered around the tablet. He wasn't surprised. He didn't have the posture of a man who had been caught or followed or found out. He had the posture of someone who had been patient for a very long time and had just watched the last piece of something fall into place. "I was wondering how long it would take you to find it," he said.