Inside The Police Class Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

I slid into the driver's seat, started the engine, and drove off, the city streets blurring past as my mind raced with thoughts of the impending encounter. Upon arriving at the police station, I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what lay ahead. Inside, the sterile environment greeted me—white walls, the faint smell of disinfectant, and the low hum of conversations and ringing phones. Approaching the front desk, I spoke to the officer on duty. "I'm here to see Clara." After a brief exchange and verification, I was led to a visitation room. The walls were bare, the lighting harsh. I sat down, my heart pounding in my chest.

The room felt heavy, like something big was about to happen, and we all knew it. The doctor, looking serious and concerned, told us, “The police are here to ask Chloe about the bite mark on her neck.” The police wanted to chat with Chloe alone, but she insisted on having me there for support. They agreed to let me stay. We sat on a bench in the bustling hospital hallway, surrounded by the sounds of people chatting and walking. The policemen sat across from us, a perfect mix of friendliness and professionalism, as they introduced themselves. “I'm Officer Ben,” the first policeman said with a warm smile.

It was all he could do to stand there while his heart was dying with each breath. The officer standing beside him eyed him with sympathy, he was a wolf under his pack but decided to be in public service and was supervised by the royal scouts to make sure, they abide the supreme rule. “No one inside the warehouse alpha, still, I am not sure” he said in a low voice. “My scout was inside before the fire.” A few moments later, the first officer returned, a grim expression on his face. Rufus lunged forward, getting so close he was almost pressing up against the policeman’s chest.

Sally, unsure of who she had a case with that could go this far, drove straight to the police precinct, not even daring to use her brakes for a moment. The police precinct stood proudly in the centre of the city, its gate lit with a statue of the police badge. Sally drove in, nodding her head at the security man, and could only breathe when she was inside the protective confines of the station. Once inside the station, she rolled down her protective window, coughing at the impact of the fresh breeze hitting her face. She looked around for the detective who had called, and she saw him on the far side of the station, walking towards her car.

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.

Chapter 20: Justice "Everyone deserves justice." Lilie "Is this about my case?" I asked him a nervous question so he nodded. When my suspicion hit me I hurried downstairs. I even heard Lucas shouted my name. “Hey! Darling, be careful. You may have taken the wrong step down and you might get injured if you fall.” But I just ignored his screaming because of the mixed emotions I was feeling. When I came down I saw two policemen who are looking directly at me. They both stood up and shook my hand. I felt Lucas walk over to me. We sat down and the police started explaining. Manang even put drinks and food in front of us.

“Oh, don’t worry, Jameson. I’m fixing the problems. You’re just upset because I discovered that you are part of the problem.” Jameson’s right eye began to twitch, and his fists were clenched at his sides, knuckles turning white. He snarled in contempt, “You can’t do anything to me. I own this team.” Charles chimed in, “That won’t save you, Jameson.” A sudden knock on the doorframe alerted us to the arrival of a rather nervous-looking young girl, who announced to the room, “Sir, the police have arrived, and they have a warrant for Martin. You had better come quickly. He’s attempting to resist them.”

An officer suddenly ran toward us. "Sir!" The police chief turned. "What happened?" The officer looked shaken. "There's a body inside." My pulse skipped, nobody moved, nobody spoke. The officer swallowed hard. "Male." Fear rushed through me. Was it him? Was it really him? The person who destroyed my family? My hands started trembling. The police chief immediately started giving orders. More officers rushed toward the building. Marcus moved closer to me, protective, alert and watching everything. Victor remained strangely calm. Too calm. I noticed Adrian watching him. Suspension filled his expression then Adrian spoke

I sighed and looked out the window. We parked in front of the police station. We got out and walked inside. The glass doors slid open automatically, and a sudden wave of goosebumps spread across my body. This is the last place I'd want to be. I feel like a criminal walking into a cell, i shook the thought away. It's not written on my forehead. Nobody will know. Orion took over immediately, giving statements and signing documents. It turned out he knew far more about situations like this than I did. I stood beside him, watching the officers move in and out of different rooms, answering calls and carrying files.

Vincent stood frozen, his claws dripping and his eyes blazing gold—while Maria’s lifeless body lay at his feet. On his other hand, he held the journal—it was writing on its own once more. The words glowed in blood-red ink: “Chapter Two Hundred and One: The Bride’s Arrest.” The police lights flashed intensely as guns were raised and voices shouted, “Hands up!”