Ezra Inbestigators Novels & Stories

"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.

The dreams I couldn't explain. I needed help. Not from my family. From someone who had nothing to lose. Ezra Vale arrived two days later. A former investigator with a past as messy as the files he carried. Rumors said he was kicked out of law enforcement for digging too deep into elite families—and surviving it. The man was sharp, young, and completely unimpressed with the Thorne estate’s luxury. “You want answers,” he said, tossing his coat onto a priceless armchair. “But I don’t work miracles. Only truth. And that usually hurts.”

"What are these?" "Just a little something that might help with your mission," Ezra replied, his voice teasing. "I think you'll find them quite interesting." My curiosity piqued, I flipped through the files, and my breath caught in my throat as I recognized the reporter's face, one who I had asked Ezra to trace. A small, satisfied smile curved my lips as I looked up at Ezra. Ezra's eyes crinkled with amusement at my reaction. "I take it you like my little gift?"

Amy replied to her and taps Gia's shoulder so she drinks her shake. "And Ez?" "Ezzy is with Alexis and Lori, they were from Kenji's bakery and you know why she's with them." Carl was the one who answered that. Dolora smiled knowing that Ezra is having crush on the former inspector Hank Walker, and been trying to follow him almost everywhere but she's not planning on telling anything to him or take it to the next level because, as she said, she's busy loving herself for now. "I thought she said she won't have to sniff Walker's ass because she loves herself?" Dolora has her eyebrows lifted while taking all the used plates from their table.

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.

Ezra: I ran as I tried to find my wife. Her scent filled my nostrils, and I could hear her calling for me. But the closer I got to her voice, the further it would go. “Ezra…” she called again, this time, her voice closer to me, behind me. “Ezra, I need your help.” “Lia, I’ve got you.” I said, trying to approach her only for her body to be pulled away from me. I screamed, running after her only to stop when I was surrounded. The floor beneath my feet cracked, and I fell through.

I am trying to. "I knew he had something to do with this," Ezra said, jumping out of the chair. He looked around with a nod and then faced the officer who had been attending to them all day. "What do you have on Micah's mom?" he asked and the man frowned because there had been no reason to look into her at first.

he replied. “The elders’ cabin?” “Nothing. I asked them to check again, and they haven’t given an answer,” Ezra said. I nodded. I sat on an armrest chair in my office, frustrated. I tugged at the roots of my hair. I had asked Ezra to send out our best men to investigate the human and the pack members’ houses secretly. I did that because finding the suspect might be hard. I will make it a public investigation…I know the suspect will want to tamper with the evidence.

he pouted and rummaged through his bag. "Here. Arden and I visited the hospital Ezra was born in. They said they didn't have any records of someone named Ezra Velga. It was suspicious so we played a little show and snuck inside the files room, Josh hacked into their system and found Ezra's documents and they were all made confidential by Ezra's father. We found out that Ezra has a brother, his name is Erza Velga and that's all we got so far." Cryx reported. "Here's the USB. We downloaded all info about him but there was so little, so the report is quite short," Josh handed me the USB and I smiled at them.

"Thanks for being friends with Ezra! You are the only one who he introduced to us." Isadora, standing tall and confident, nodded in agreement. "Couldn't agree more. Ezra has been busy recently. Making friends is not one on his list." Glester was taken aback by their welcoming attitude, and returned the smiles with gratitude. "Thank you so much for the warm welcome," he replied. "Ezra and I were the eldest in the class. And it happens that he is part of a rugby team. I love to be part of his team." Razel, who had been brooding in the background, finally spoke up. "Well, I suppose if everyone's on board, we could give him a shot," he grumbled reluctantly. "Just don't slow us down, Glester."