Fictional Female Detectives Novels & Stories

However, Kara flinched, averting her gaze as her sobs grew louder. The interrogation seemed to go on forever. “I don't know anything about this! I didn't do it!” The harsh, unforgiving glow was created by the hum of the cell's fluorescent lights. The air became stagnant. Detectives Davies and Miller looked at one another. Being seasoned professionals, they were taught to recognise dishonesty and dispel falsehoods. In fact, she had been detained for weeks without any access to the outside world, which would have prevented her from planning such a crime, much less carrying it out herself. She maintained that Marie was the target of her personal animosity rather than the patriarch of the family

There are demons, and he was one of them, he was cruel, he couldn't separate, he did evil, but he wasn't evil. What Robert, who did to me, that, will stay with me for the rest of my life. There were a series of attacks around the city, black women being raped and suffocated, this was happening in the last year, at least, the Delphos company and its specialized and private police were involved in investigating. Ragnar Delphos was the greatest and best detective in the world whose partners were businessmen of a multinational and insurance company that was involved in private investigation to decrease the wave of some species of crimes.

Seeing her reaction, Aster continues talking. "The detective is actually working for the first grandmother so she can know how much money they waste. She wants money so she can enjoy herself without the pressure of her husband, my nominal first grandfather, and the first aunt. She is actually the second wife of my grandfather and she had no kids. But she doesn't know that the detective double-crossed her and he is actually working for her enemy, the second grandmother. She made the detective fake details so now they are in debt." Imagining their faces when they knew all about this, Lia wanted to laugh. No one was innocent in this matter and she felt they all deserved it.

After all, so much time had been spent investigating this issue, but now there seemed to be nothing they could do. “It’s not that we can’t do anything. Recently, she’s done so many things, isn’t that just proof that she’s invincible? Although we couldn’t do anything to her in the past, as long as she dares to commit another crime, we can bring her down.” The detective said. “She’s being very careful and manipulative, insinuating that the foolish woman does everything while she hides in the background. How can we detect her weakness?” Luna scratched her head and said.

The scam industry there was truly booming, and people were still falling for these scams despite the awareness that had been spread about it. This had happened before, and it would happen again in the future. Orin was only doing this on behalf of the people. Wilbur nodded in agreement. Orin then nodded at Elsa, who mumbled something into her walkie-talkie. Not long after, a slightly tan girl in her twenties dressed in casual clothes walked in. "Let me introduce you to Detective Sophie Horlay. She might be young, but she's a strong woman who has cracked a good number of big cases recently. She'll be going to Manand with you, where you will work on your respective missions."

" A kick on his back, made him fall off the couch. He hissed, raising his fist to shoo a flying punch. “ You should go and say hello to her. She can be on guard when you will approach her. So be careful!" Liam said walking out. “ Seems like she will indeed be interested to spend my valuable time." Nori Brittany, a detective, was known as the most intelligent female Alpha in Crime Investigation Department. Although she had got the news about her killing her own husband's kids, The investigation Department didn't let anyone take the case since it was the leader's problem and there had zero power to invade his privacy.

Yet, the villain didn’t know the woman’s name, but he described the woman’s facial characteristics and body features. The police searched for the phone number to find it was a new number, and the name listed there was a fake one. The detectives went straight to the location afterward, but found no one. However, from the CCTV in the neighborhood, they spotted a woman with similar face features to what the criminal described. “Call the woman,” a detective said. “Tell her there was a problem, so you are a bit late. But you are heading there with the kidnapped woman.” The villain did what the detective asked. A woman showed up around the location a half hour later. When the woman entered the bui

Shivansh asked hesitantly and Maya hummed as she thought, he waited patiently. "Let's choose someone about whom no one knows of, someone whose life is interesting and thrilling." She suggested, Shivansh's face relaxed and he nodded as a response. "Interesting. But who would we research on?" He asked and Maya rested her chin over the desk, staying silent for a moment while Shivansh looked at her. "How about the famous detective?" She said and Shivansh frowned. "Who?" He asked and a smile broke over Maya's face. "Zero, one of the world famous detectives." She prompted and Shivansh frowned deeply.

He paused to catch his breath and continued almost immediately, "A few cameras caught her in Thornhill a year back, for only a day and that's just it. Cameras from local stores caught her this morning Downtown and that's all, there's nothing to find her, no address, she is a ghost. What exactly do you want with her? " Luca answered coldly," That's my business. Is that all? " " No. The most important which I skipped, she might have a criminal record here in Thornhill. Beat the living shit out of a jewellery dealer and when two cops tried to intervene, she broke their spine with her fist and escaped from the store. The owner's camera caught her live and she was on the police radar at that time

I have my suspicions. Would I like to share them. Not at this time. The detective assigned to the scene was a woman in her fifties with the particular patience of someone who had spent decades in rooms where people were not telling her everything and had developed a professional relationship with that reality. She looked at me with the measuring attention of her profession and I looked back at her with the measuring attention of mine and we understood each other in the way that two people understand each other when they are both accustomed to incomplete information and are each waiting for the other to show their hand first.