Inside The Police Class Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

She'd try and talk them out of it, because Jane was in no condition to make a run for it. Out front, Red saw a sheriff's cruiser . . . one of the slightly older models she thought was reserved for television shows. There was an slightly elderly gentleman walking around the front, and Red noticed thankfully that his hand didn't instinctively reach for his gun. He was probably one of those guys who had been on the force so long that he wasn't going to risk getting in a gunfight with two girls on a B&E at an abandoned house. "Ladies, I'm afraid you're trespassing," he said in a tired voice. "And I'll bet you were going to tell me how the door was all broken by the time you got here?"

Chapter 114 – Ava’s POV “Ma’am, you’ll need to come with us.” The words hit me like cold water down the back of my spine. I nodded. What else could I do? Start screaming? Break a chair like some TV soap villain? Nah. It wouldn't make any difference. So I followed. The police station's atmosphere was cold. They took me into a small room with no windows, one table and one chair. Then there was one detective with eyebrows that could kill someone's hope.

It's baffling how my professor fails to identify him. Me: Call 911, he's in my classroom. Gage: What? Who's in your classroom, Kai? Damn, my brother can be so clueless sometimes. Me: The professor, Gage. Gage: Oh, shit! I'll take care of it. I remain seated at the back of the classroom, attempting to appear calm, but it's difficult. Why are the police taking so long to arrive? This class is almost over. True to form, when we finish our test and the bell rings, the person is nowhere to be found by the time the police finally arrive in the hallways. I approach them, frustrated.

This would pave the way for the massive comeback Serena, Mia, and I had in store for Chloe. A few minutes later, I got to the police headquarters, where the detective's office was located. I wake up the stairs, keeping my head high and my shoulders broad to express my confidence and win the detective over. “Welcome,e Daniel, please have a seat. I wasn't expecting you so soon, but you're here anyway," he said as I opened the door and walked in. he was happy to see me, and this was a good sign. The atmosphere was right for me to place my request firmly now in person.

Someone looked through the peephole as a shadow crossed it, and I had a brief moment of hesitation. "Who is it?" croaked a voice from behind the door. I nodded at the team member, and he said clearly and calmly, "Police. We have a warrant for the arrest of Visha.” *********** VISHA’S POV Familiar walls, furniture-all melted into a complex swirl, so that straight thought into the house seemed impossible. Hellish shadows crawled along the wall, cast by the corner lamp light, alive with the deafening sound of my ragged breathing. My heart thudded like a drum inside my chest; with every beat, it sent my body vibrating with anxiety.

“I didn’t kill her,” Neo yelled at the top of his voice. Struggling to free himself from the grips of the two hefty-looking police officers, “You’d better keep your mouth shut,” one of the two police officers fired back as they dragged him out of the building. Despite being caught in the act, how is he still insisting on his innocence?” the other police officers said in disbelief. “I know, right? I think he needs to be checked,” the first police officer replied. Neo frowned as the police officers pulled him past the small crowd that had gathered in front of the house into the police van.

He and Spencer are such polar opposites. The thug glances between Ares and the police, grunting as he pushes me into Ares' arms. I gasp softly as he rubs my back comfortingly. The thug slowly backs away, waving the gun around. A police officer jumps out, wrestling him to the ground. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding, clutching my chest as the thug yelled out. The thug snarls, pushing him into the back of one of their vehicles as I let out a shaky exhale.

I open my eyes slowly and try to get up but I can’t. When my vision comes back to normal, I look around and see five desks with a huge paperwork spread on the tables. I hear phones ringing and men answering with a lazy tone. I see a familiar logo on the computer monitors— the PCPD as in the Pearl City Police Department. When my body starts regaining its senses, I realize I’m lying on a cold wooden floor surrounded by iron bars. “She’s awake, sir.” I hear a man say.

Welcome to my world and learn how to survive within it. “Don…” I paused, awaiting his words. He pays attention to my every action; there’s no need for me to prompt him to speak. He respects my time and avoids meaningless chatter. “The men…” His voice trembled, “the… police…” “How stupid…” I smiled, yet inside, I was seething with rage. Those fools have messed it up once more. How many times must I tell them to handle things properly? “A doctor arrived on the scene and observed everything that occurred..."

I told him. Just then police entered and arrest this pig and walked out.. I closed my eyes. What a day? Now I have to concentrate on that girl who dare to throw money on my face.. I am going for you. Be ready to see the hell... 🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠 How was the chapter dears readers?