Inside The Police Class Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Babysitting the Mafia’s Heir . Chapter 3: Murder Case opened . Jesse furrowed his brows, taking a step back, and readied himself to bolt into back his apartment as he wondered why the cops would come knocking on his door in the morning. One of the men, however, pulled a badge from his pocket. “I’m detective Hugh. That’s Inspector Cassidy.” Jesse swallowed thickly, wondering why the police wanted to talk to him. “There’s something we wanted to discuss with you.” Hugh said.

Chapter 101: Our Perfect Plan Diana’s POV We arrived at the police station late in the morning. The air smelled like burnt fuel and something bitter. Maybe it was just my fear. Jackson helped open the car door for me. Xander walked close behind, his eyes moving everywhere. He didn’t say much. He didn’t need to. I could feel the worry in him. It matched mine. We walked through the glass doors. The building was busy. Officers moved up and down. Phones rang. Someone was crying down the hall. Someone else was shouting. It felt like chaos…But I knew this was the only place that could keep us safe.

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!”

She would crave souls and attack both the living and the dead indiscriminately. At this time, in this frightening silence, a bunch of footsteps sounded from the staircase. Several policemen came upstairs and broke the silence in the hallway. The policemen saw the shattered window, the light bulb's glasses on the ground, the almost broken door, the men in black scattered in the hallway, and Mathew on the ground curling in pain. The police: "..." There was a strange silence in the air and all eyes fell on the newcomer. The police at the front, who seemed to be the leader of today's operation, raised his gun and muttered in confusion.

The kind that came from knowing the ending of something before it even started. My brows furrowed slightly as I stared up at him, the edges of realization beginning to prick at me like tiny needles. Something wasn’t right. Why was he so calm? It was then that the loud wail of sirens cut through the air outside. The mall’s automatic doors slid open and heavy footsteps echoed on the tiled floor. Everyone’s attention shifted toward the entrance as two police officers strode in, one leading, the other following close behind. William’s smirk widened as if this was the moment he’d been waiting for.

Raven POV The campus is full of crowds, students, teachers, police officers, investigators; noises immediately struck my ears. Wearing my black cap, I hid around the bushes inside this campus. I need to see my brothers and Mike. I went to our house, but the police officers are already roaming, I can't go inside our house. Vince texted me that the police officers found something interesting about Mike. He is now getting interviewed inside the guidance office. What is with Mike?

Fucking great. “It’s okay. I have nothing to hide”, I say looking at the police officer and at Elliot. “Yes, but you’ll be late for class”, Elliot says, looking me in the eyes. I can see the anger behind his look, the way his body is leaning against me, and the way he is looking at the police officer. “I just have a couple more questions”, the police officer says, and I nod. I place a hand over Elliot’s chest, and I can feel his heart beating fast.

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If hell is my destiny, I go down in a Porsche. - My girlfriend had a seizure, Inspector – I mumble – If I can… – I gesture towards the door of the infirmary. - That's why I called you – he crosses his arms – This car had high armour, military type. I don't know who your mechanics are, but I'm curious to meet them. Oh my God. Do American police officers have too much free time? - I'll send you the contact, don't worry. I walk past Pierce and am surprised he doesn't try to hold me back any longer. Or even stop in the literal sense. I push the double doors.

And happy endings don’t come easy. ……….. The fluorescent lights overhead buzz softly as I step into the Seattle police station. The air is thick with the scent of stale coffee, ink, and the sharp tang of metal. Phones ring. Officers in uniform and plain clothes move briskly, their conversations hushed but urgent. The place feels alive, but detached. A world of order built on chaos. My boots click softly against the tiled floor as I make my way to the front desk. Do I look desperate enough, do I look lost and untrusting?