Fictional Female Detectives Novels & Stories

The officer behind the desk eyed me curiously but nodded and disappeared down a hallway. Minutes felt like hours as I waited, my mind racing with possibilities. Finally, a woman in her late forties appeared, her expression one of mild curiosity. She had short, graying hair and a no-nonsense demeanor that immediately put me on edge. “Detective Rhodes?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. “That’s me,” she said, crossing her arms. “Can I help you with something?” I took a deep breath, trying to figure out where to start. “I’m sorry to bother you, but I’m looking for information about a case you may have worked on a few months ago. It involved a woman named Katarina Romanoff.”

All of them stared at her intently but Felix looked like his life depended on it, perhaps, he was finding it hard that for the past three months, he had been sucking up to the daughter of his late brother, who happened to be his number one enemy. The woman shook her head as soon as the face mask was removed from her face. “Aish! You should have at least been gentle, do you want to ruin my hair, I just went to the salon to do it.” The woman said without voice alteration and Luci furrowed her brows in confusion when the voice didn’t even sound like Arielle’s, not in the least. The officers moved away and both Luci and the detective couldn’t help the surprised scoff. “What the hell?” The detect

“And yes, I did. We have finally found the suspect and it's no one other than the woman in the picture. Her name is Fiona Gulliver. Do you know her?” Shock overpowered my thoughts, causing me to just stare into space as I mulled over the reveal. So the woman was the perpetrator of the evil act? But she didn't even know me and vice versa, so what could I have possibly done to her to warrant such wickedness? “I saw her for the first time some weeks ago but I don't know her,” I croaked. “Are you certain she's the one? Like there's no mix up somewhere?” “Yes, miss. I'm one thousand percent sure she's the one. Given that the people she sent to do it all testified against her, and she is currently

Jax's Point of View 'Who is she?' Shelby asked. Shelby was the chief detective of New York and was also under my pay check so he protected me from any sort of criminal charges that I may face if any men are careless or tell me about any snitches that phone the cops with intentions of putting me out in business. My go to man for snitches. But who was she? 'My fucking headache. Each and every fucking day.' 'I'll say it she's sexy.'

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.

She just wanted a healthy work environment where she can grow naturally. "Goodman!" Loftgant blurted out suddenly, calling a name that made Paige roll her eyes and scoffed a bit. Of course, her everyday work won't be completed without having the disrespectful supervisor and her golden girl tailing up her ass. From the wretched cabin surrounded by cops and a forensics team, a young pleasable woman with dark wavy hair came out, running towards where the voice came from. Ivanna Goodman, the sweet-looking twenty-five-year-old female detective hurried beside Gabriel Loftgant like a puppy that was called by her master. She was smiling widely and almost ready to submit wholeheartedly to the supervi

The sound of snapping twigs made me look back, to find Detective Riley walking toward us concerned, his brown eyes infused with worry. “Hey, detectives...” At the sound of his voice, she quickly pulled herself together like nothing was even wrong. She always did this. I think to her, being the only female detective meant she was never allowed to show any weakness. Maybe, she thought we men wouldn't take her seriously anymore if she did. Which certainly wasn't the case. She had proven herself time and time again, but she acted as if what she'd already done wasn't good enough. Maybe the absence of her father was to blame; I had no clue.

He fiddled with the notepad in his hand, looking anywhere but my eyes. "How long will the investigation take? We have shipments coming in and going out every hour." "Well, we aren't sure—" "Look who it is," chirped a low female voice. I turned to see a gray-haired older woman approaching us. She looked familiar and I realized she was one of the detectives who interrogated Caroline about her cousin. My eyes narrowed, hands balling into fists. "Mr Brown," she said, flashing me a loaded smile. "I'm Detective Winnie. You might remember me—"

He shook his hand and then smoked his cigar again. Versa Salazar- fourthy-four years old and recognized as a good and famous police detective. He can solve any kind of crime based on what his instinct tells him. "You're Patrice Gabrielle, aren't you?" at the same time the detective asked the girl. "Yes, i am." She responded quickly. "May i know where you're going the day you see her at the coffee shop?" after he said that, Patrice turned to Rohan for a moment, but he also immediately avoided her gaze.

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