Inside The Police Class Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

he barked, not even really looking at me. “Yes, sir.” I walked toward the big blue police van parked a little ways down the street. It had antennas on top. A mobile command center. My stomach was in a tight knot. This was the most dangerous part. Being in a closed space with other cops. I pulled the door open and climbed inside. It was tight. Full of computers and wires. One other officer was in there, a younger guy with headphones on, staring at a screen. He glanced up. “Jenkins. The boss man running you ragged?”

CHAPTER 84 – THE REPORT MAYA’S POV The police station smelled like a mixture of burnt coffee and sweat. That should’ve been the first sign that this wasn’t going to be pleasant. The fluorescent lights overhead buzzed like angry bees, flickering now and then as if they couldn’t decide whether to die or keep torturing everyone. A couple of officers shuffled by with files tucked under their arms, barely sparing me a glance. Maybe they saw people like me every day: girls with shaky hands, messy stories, and eyes that screamed something terrible had just happened.

Tell all students to be in front of the class. Jean and Joe enter the room. Joe chose to start searching a child's bag that had a seat near the door. Whereas Jean went straight to the Aldebra bench. Knowing the police came to his bench, the boy was nervous. It was seen from the look on his face, he looked uneasy. Jean issued the entire contents of the bag belonging to the boy. There are only a few books, two pens, a type-X, and a cellphone. He took Aldebra's cellphone, but it was locked with a password. "Hey, you!"

Richard POV When we arrive at the house, I feel every hair in my body rises. I shake my head as I cross my arms in front of my chest. I am behind the police barrier, and they're not allowing me to go inside with them. This is ridiculous. He could be hurting Layla as we speak, and they are here playing police officers and trying to negotiate with him. Just fucking go inside and bring her out. Or even better, let me go inside, and I will bring her out after I knock him down.

Dear Friends All the chapters from now are flashbacks. Please read them and let me know your comments. I will inform you again when the 'present story' starts again. Flashback Allesandro Chapter 1 It was 5:30 in the morning the tenth of December, another chilly day to arrive in the city of California. The conurbation was yet to wake up from the slumber of the night because of the welcoming coolness of the winter weather. Pushing the curtains aside of my bedroom window, I look out and smell the fragrance of beautiful roses from my garden. Last night she had brought me to an edge with yet again a stunt of her stupidity. She was almost raped but my security was exactly on time. One moment on th

Clara's POV "Good morning, Madam Clara. It's time to face the charges against you and to meet those who got you arrested," one of the policemen in black said, and I looked at him in surprise. "Jace is finally here," I mumbled, but not loud enough for the policemen to hear me. They held my handcuffed hands and led me out of the cell. I was taken to the interrogation room, and the two mature policemen ordered, "Go in."

River Lockhart After the gender reveal party, I leave for the city police station to give my statement regarding last night's incident. The drive through the rush hour traffic exhausts me to the point I wonder if I can not go to give the statement. But I think otherwise. I have a hot police officer to impress. As I walk into the station, I notice all the familiar faces of those who are very loyal to my dad. And I hate them... as usual. One of them quickly comes to my side.

the same policeman tells us curtly as we walk up to him, and he leads me to the same room, the room that might just give me nightmares. Thank fuck I'm not claustrophobic, or I wouldn't know how I'd handle this fucking room with no furniture except a table and three chairs, blank walls, blank everything. "Good for you that you came back." the policeman says and I read his name tag - Daniel. Honestly, he looks like the type of dick that takes his anger out on black dudes. And women. And well, everyone who gets in his fucking way. I just nod in answer, Biden told me not to speak unless absolutely necessary.

“Oh and next time you decide to skip a class come join mine. You know you are always welcome to call on me.” I smiled at her then started packing up. I turned the music off and followed her out of the library to her class. The class was unusually quiet, I understood the second I walked in. I looked around to where I usually sit. But my chair was taken up by a police officer, the very same one that had arrested me on Saturday. I looked at the teacher, who was giving me an apologetic look. I clenched my jaw and balled my fist. “Trust you huh? Fuck this. I’m out.” I said furiously and turned on my heel. I walked to my car and got in, slamming the door behind me. Minutes later I was out of the s

Aaron’s POV I sat there in the small, sterile room, my hands shaking. My jacket felt too heavy, my chest tight. Across from me, the police officer had a notebook and a pen, flipping through pages like he already knew I was trouble. His eyes were sharp, but he didn’t look angry yet. Just… watchful. “Tell me again,” he said slowly, tapping the pen against his notebook, “you said what happened to Mr. Paul Baxter?”