Inside The Police Class Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Beau and Melissa, stationed at a distance, clung to each other for support, their hearts pounding in unison. Inside the shelter, the dimly lit space concealed Kaia, sweating profusely at the pain she was in, unaware of the unfolding events. Alex, growing restless, angry at the memories Kaia had stirred, maintained a façade of calmness while seething with anger beneath the surface. The police, equipped with the information provided by Beau and Melissa, navigated the shadows, preparing for the unpredictable. As the officers entered, the air of the shelter seemed to hold its breath. The tension escalated with each step, and the encounter with Alex loomed like a storm on the horizon. The police,

CHAPTER 31 That evening, the police came to Lia's apartment to get information but they met an ambulance and police vehicle instead. A girl was rushing into the ambulance with another girl placed on a stretcher. "Hello. I'm officer Zain." The chief officer introduced himself to one of the police he met. "Hi. I'm officer Clifford." The police officer replied and they both shook hands. "What's going on here?" Officer Zain asked. "We got a call that someone was dropped off unconscious in front of their porch. We had to quickly rush down here with the ambulance." Officer Clifford explained politely.

“Alright, fine. But you have to stay with me, understand? And you can’t wander off.” “Yes!” I beamed, my plan falling into place. I waited patiently as he finished his preparations, my mind already planning my next moves. I needed to be observant, to gather as much information as possible without raising suspicion. When we arrived at the police station, the atmosphere was tense. Officers were rushing around, talking in hushed tones. My father’s office was located within the police station itself, a perk of his position as mayor. As we walked through the bustling hallways, several officers greeted my father respectfully, some even offering me warm smiles and greetings. I recognized Officer Go

Chapter 35: Three strokes MIA Immediately I heard the knock on the door, I knew that the police had gotten the warrant and had come to take the human trash at my house away. Coming down the stairs, l looked down and my thoughts were right. The officers already handcuffed him and were taking him away. He looked back and saw me, but I didn't care, he deserved what he got.

My home pack was very affluent and almost everyone who knew them also knew I was the unofficial black sheep of the litter. I continued on into the city to the police station. The building was a large rectangular structure painted white. It had columns going from the first floor all the way to the third, almost giving it a Greek temple vibe. He had looked it up online before going, and the police were located on the lower level.

While walking towards my classroom, I saw many students standing outside of its door, and it seemed like they were watching something inside of it that made my curiosity force me to go there to see what it was. Many police officers are in the classroom because a man wearing formal clothes is hanging inside, but his feet are touching the floor. A few minutes later, a policeman walked towards me, “You must be Phoenix Keehl?” He asked. “Yeah,” I answered. I feel like I know the person hanging in the classroom.

Some had giant question marks on their faces, some began crying perhaps because they had anticipated it was going to be another murder case again, while some were just standing still, gossiping and spreading fallacies with no proper context. Police officer Nierves moved forward, particularly to where Cylvia, our class president was standing, and clapped his hand four times loud enough to call our attention. On the opposite side, to the direction of the Men’s comfort room, the other five police officers went on alongside Chuck, which I only recognized later on because he was surrounded by the teachers and the guards who were in the verge of their panic attack. Philip and I should have had ret

I heard a familiar voice speak as soon as I stepped inside the building police officers work in and also the people who I am allergic to, not literally but it still counts. As I enter inside, I am greeted by a lot of familiar faces that includes, Nicolas, Logan and Shawn. Nicolas is talking to the officer who dared to arrest the girls while Shawn stands there glaring at poor officer like he wants to open his head and take a peek inside just out of curiosity. He is just twisted in head like that, nothing new. Logan yawns but agrees at whatever Nicolas just said even though I am sure he did not heard a single word. He can be ignorant and careless like that.

“That kind is always predictable.” I picked up the box. “Will it hurt?” Morwenna leaned back against the table. “Enough to make her scream until her throat tears.” That was better than hearing it would be easy. “Good,” She laughed under her breath. “Not for her.” I left without answering. By the time I reached the police station, it was late enough that most people looked half asleep. The officers at the desk woke up quickly when I gave them my name. Their posture straightened. Their questions disappeared. Nobody checked my bag or asked what I was carrying. Being an Alpha’s daughter meant rules bent before anyone even admitted they were bending them.

The heat of his body against mine, the way his fingers traced soothing circles on my back—it cracked something deep inside my chest. Then the police flooded the warehouse, taking the criminals. “Thank you, Professor Winsley,” I whispered.