Ezra Inbestigators Novels & Stories

“But I’ll give you a break. For now.” He set down his fork, his tone shifting. “Actually, there’s something else you need to see.” That caught my attention. I straightened slightly. “What is it?” “Oh, before I forget, Sir.” Ezra slid a file across the desk. “It’s an update from the investigator. He’s been following Caden for the past two weeks. Turns out your instincts were right—Caden’s not done causing trouble.”

I asked. "It hit straight to voicemail," Ezra said. "I've got an idea." Ezra said, and then in a very accurate Jigsaw voice impersonation he asked, "Do you want to play a game?" Flint appeared bored, but I knew he was amused. "Sure, if it doesn't include getting any of my body parts chopped up." Back in his normal voice, Ezra continued. "Your partner, Scott and you against me. Two teams." He pointed at himself. "The first team that manages to get to the killer, wins."

But Kalie's words lingered. "Show me the truth, Ezra," I challenged. Ezra's jaw clenched. "I'll prove it to you. Come with me." He led me to a secure room filled with documents and screens. "This is our intelligence on Kalie's organization," Ezra explained. "We're working to take them down." The evidence seemed convincing, but... "How do I know this isn't fabricated?" I asked. Ezra's gaze locked onto mine. "Trust me, Eve. I swear I'm protecting you." I searched his eyes for deception.

He sighs and starts to talk. “I’ve been doing more than research on Jasmine’s abductors” “I told you to leave that alone!” I growl. “You said I could continue if I want to” He retorts. Ezra’s bloody stubborn. Well, I don’t regret making him my right-hand man. “And what exactly did you find?” I ask, crossing my arm over my chest and trying to steady my balance. “While digging deep. I found out about something else” He continues. “Spill it out already, I have a party to attend,” I growl.

Heavy, muffled silence filled the guest room as Sebastian pulled back the sheets. Mia leaned against the wall, arms crossed. The twins hovered beside her. “You okay?” Mia asked quietly, arms crossed. Sebastian nodded once. “Of course.” Camden tugged his sleeve. “Why’s Daddy not talking?” Sebastian’s smile was paper-thin. “He’s tired, baby. That’s all.” The door flung open. Ezra stood there, wild-eyed, his scent storming in behind him—spicy and sharp, like he’d sprinted through a heatwave. “Seb,” he said, hoarse. “Clara—she’s just an ex, and—”

"She has been threatening us for months. She has been following us. Sending notes. Trying to destroy our lives. And I am done being afraid." Ezra crossed the room and took her hands. "I understand. But you cannot do this alone." "Then help me." Ezra was quiet for a long moment. Then he nodded. "Okay," he said. "Together." --- They hired a private investigator. His name was Marcus Webb. Vienna did not know then that the name would become significant. She did not know that this man would change everything. She just knew that he came highly recommended and that he was willing to take the case.

“I was just thinking... I feel so useless. Alex, Kael, Leira, even Veronica, they’re all doing something to help. And I’m just here, recovering. I want to help my family, but I don’t know anyone from the supernatural species. How can I contribute?” Ezra’s face softened for a moment before his trademark playful smirk returned. “Oh, Evelyn, you sell yourself short. But since you’re so eager to help, perhaps... I could offer a hint” I tilted my head, my curiosity piqued. “A hint? About what?” Ezra’s eyes sparkled mischievously as he pointed towards the window. “See for yourself”. I turned my gaze to the window, frowning as I noticed the sudden downpour outside. Rain cascaded heavily, drumming a

I spread it all out on the desk in the locked room and stared at it like a puzzle that was finally showing its shape. Then I went to find Ezra. He was in his office on the sixteenth floor. Jacket off, sleeves rolled, reading something on his laptop with the concentration of a man defusing a bomb. I knocked on the open door and he looked up. "I found something," I said. "You're going to want to see this."

Ezra asked holding back the pain that went through him, he could smash anything that comes his way, he had to put his hand at his back door he won’t be forced to use violence when it was not necessary. “I don’t really know who it was, but I think it is the caller if my guess is right” Ottio said From the way Otiio was actually speaking, Ezra can tell that Ottio is a good tracker with a high sense of smell, if he was able to tell that his mate was in the yard with a stranger and someone has kidnapped his mate. Ezra knew he needs all hands on deck now that he has concluded that Ella has been kidnapped, he needs to save his mate and he needs to work fast without delay.

VERENA I stare at the watch again and realization dawns on me. I turn towards Joshua. “This is Ezra’s drawing. I think it's about the watch that Ezra gifted Drake and Dory. He said that it can track their locations.” Joshua’s eyes narrow. “But how will it help us? It must be just a silly toy he made.” His voice is laced with a hint of skepticism. I shake my head. “Ezra doesn't make silly toys. He can actually make good gadgets. And this is Elijah’s handwriting. He must have written this for a reason.”