Female Detective Series Novels & Stories

I took a deep breath, ready to head inside when my mother spoke, making me remember her presence. "Um Cianna? Who might this be?" She asked as we all entered. Tristan put a few inches between us, making my heart break a bit but I knew how bad it would be for him if they knew he was dating one of the murder suspects of Sheldon's case. Him seeing me as innocent could lead others to believe that he was being irrational due to personal emotions. "This is Detective Deckor. He's on Sheldon's case" I stated casually, not wanting to pour out my life to her just yet. Tristan had a confused look on his face too, so I clarified.

he then let out a frustrated sigh and took a bite of his burger. “You have got yourself some Moriarty there.” the detective commented. “And here I thought Tevyat would not meet his Moriarty ever.” he added. It was an ongoing narrative in the police force, especially in the detective's department: they they would have a Rebecca case, a Moriarty and a wild goose chase case once in their career. Many speculated that Azrick would not have one since he performs well and is regarded the best one. But then again, they will have their own in the right time.

Detective Carper pulled out his keys and slipped the heavy metal from their locked position on his suspect's wrists. He pulled his hands to his chest and rubbed the raw flesh. “She. The first thing you need to know is my boss is a she. We only call her by one name. Dixie. Though I think her last name started with an “R”. She had some sort of tie to the law or worked there or something and that's how we got personal information about the suspects.” “How did you pick the victims?”

Ethan slowly removed the security chain and let the detective inside. The detective carried a weathered leather folder tucked beneath his arm. "I shouldn't even have this," he admitted. "But if I hand it over through official channels, it'll disappear." He placed the folder on the coffee table. "I think someone inside the department is protecting Ryan." Claire's face hardened. "A mole." He nodded. "I've been investigating financial crimes for twelve years." He looked directly at me. "This case is different." "How?" "Because every witness either disappears..." He opened the folder.

She is one of the best detectives in the city with track records of solving critical cases relating to homicides. This also contributed to her divorce from her ex-husband, she passionately loves being in crime scenes solving murder cases rather than spending the night out on a romantic date. 'Get me the details of the man who placed a call to GPD!'

She can't help herself they just bring back bad memories for me. Towards the end of the night the evening had died down only a few people where left In the restaurant. She makes myself a cup of tea and sits at the bar and drinks it waiting till the diners all leave. All of a sudden she felt the hairs at the back of her neck stand up turning around seeing the detective staring at her, he pulled out a bar stool and sat down and said to her " I'm sorry if I'm staring at you but you look really familiar, I don't know where I've seen you but I feel as though I now you, or maybe you look like someone I just can't figure it out". I smile at him and nod my head bring my hair down to cover the s

I'm holding on by a thread. An hour later, I sit in the viewing room and watch one of our female detectives who specializes in sex crimes, interview Shelby. Shelby glances up at the small camera in the room with such a lost look on her face. I know she's wondering why it isn't me in the room with her.

I’m holding on by a thread. An hour later, I sit in the viewing room and watch one of our female detectives who specializes in sex crimes, interview Shelby. Shelby glances up at the small camera in the room with such a lost look on her face. I know she’s wondering why it isn’t me in the room with her.

The detective asked, as she got the glass from Hazel’s hand and placed it back on the table beside her. “Like I died and I’m back or am I?” Hazel asked leaning back at her pillows with a sigh. “Who are you?” She asked, with her eyes still closed. “Excuse my manners. I’m detective Sarah Parker, and I’m the one working on your family case.”

the detective enters the interrogation room followed by Halsey. Once Halsey stepped inside the room, he saw a woman sitting on the table holding her handcuffed hand to the table. The suspect was a short Asian woman with brown skin. She was wearing a grey suit with a black blouse. Her long hair was pulled into a ponytail which accentuated her beautiful face. Halsey observed the criminal for a moment and realized that she looked familiar to him. "Mrs. Rossetti, you have been accused of multiple crimes and conspiracy to commit frauds and illegal activities. And your name is Annie Rossetti" said Halsey after giving Agent Billie instructions for asking questions to ask her.