Investigators Book 9 Mga Nobela at Kwento

Maybe it’s because I am nothing but a replacement. I shut my eyes, letting out a deep breath. I thought of something else, getting my mind away from the thought, but it did nothing, instead, it got me more pissed off. ZACHARY’S POV I walked into a hotel room, and the men working there quickly stood up with their heads bowed. My secret investigators, who I had hired specially. They were working secretly. One of them is the head of the security guards, then a beta, and a tech guy. “Alpha, we have some information for you,” the Beta, Mike, said.

“I would never do that to you, Gigi. Not in this lifetime or any other. You’re everything to me.” A quick flash of relief washed over her face, and she gave me this tiny, hopeful little smile. “Then I really don’t think there’s anything else that could make me leave you.” God, I wished I could believe her with every fiber of my being. I wanted to cling to those words like a lifeline, but I already knew the truth was about to shatter everything. I reached out slowly and took her hands in mine, holding them gently but firmly, like they were the only thing keeping me grounded. “That call I got earlier… it was from my investigator.” I drew in another shaky breath. “He found out stuff about your

Like we’ve done for years. "So what's with you and Aidan?" Jared asks between mouthfuls of chocolate mint ice cream. "What do you mean?" I reply after taking a long licked from my vanilla soft serve. "Well yesterday he came to ask me about your book. And it was weird because it was the 3rd one in the series. He didn't even know it was yours or your name. He just wanted a background check on it so I told him it was yours. He then Alpha commanded me to tell him everything about you. He said it was a clue. What's going on there?"

Alice said, her eyes falling on the man who was with Andrea. “It's nice to meet you, Mrs. Bianchi, despite the circumstances. My name is Miles Blackwell. I am the investigator responsible for your case.” he introduced himself, giving her a quick and extremely professional handshake “Miss. Vamcap felt it would be appropriate for me to come here personally to inform you of what our investigations have found.” “Is this something promising?” she asked, distressed “Is Kendra going to get arrested?”

MICHELL POV I shut the door behind me, locking out the world. I could feel the heat of the call against my chest before I even answered. Private Number. The only calls I received from a private number were from one person—the investigator I had hired. I exhaled sharply, then finally pressed the phone to my ear. “Talk.” The investigator didn’t waste time. “I got into the accident records like you asked.” His voice was low, deliberate. “And you were right.”

He was dark in complexion and had a huge build for his age. "Zamani Mamba at your service, Room 9." He held out his hand, and I shook it with my suddenly sweaty palms. "How may I help you?" He asked. I looked over his shoulder and tried to get a glimpse of what was happening back there, but it was too dark for me to see anything. "Did you say Room 9?" I asked even though his uniform said it all, not to mention that he had appeared on TV before. Room Nine were like a classified department in the police force and they dealt with paranormal cases and investigations.

-00- Alex pursed his lips tightly while his eyes were busy peeking out from behind the small cupboard door to see the guest they were waiting for. A few yards ahead they saw Chase tiptoeing through the piles of paper and cardboard that were still strewn on the floor. Among the chaos, Chase's steps seemed steady towards the black bookshelf behind Alex's desk which was not too messy, but some of the books were no longer arranged like before.A section of the shelf on the large bookshelf had been emptied for investigation. Chase wasn't looking in that direction at all. His gaze was only focused on the row of books behind Alex's chair. The chair had his fingerprints on it because he had touched i

“Keep going until he spills all that he knows—his informants, where he keeps the girls, where he delivers them, and who picks them up. The drugs he uses for spiking and drugging the victims and the ones he sells off. I don’t care if this fucker dies in the process, but not before he confirms the location of the Ivanovs.” “What if he dies before?” the soldier questioned, to be on the safe side. “Then we move on to his three other lackeys. It makes thirty more fingers and toes.” Receiving a brisk nod, I exited the room with Dom. “I thought you'd end Nico then and there,” Dom said, amused. “A wise man knows better than to make rash moves, Dom. We need information from him, and he needs to be al

“Yet no one before this has sought permission. We’d like the list of all the names you can think of.” “I’m sure the list already exists. Let me give you my property manager’s contact information and you can get it from them. William, please go to the desk beside you and fetch me my address book, the notepad, and a pen. There’s a good boy.” Billy glared at his grandmother for a moment before he sighed and did as she instructed. The investigators watched him curiously. “Grandmother, this isn’t just a case of vandalism. People died and disposed of there rather rudely. These officers are trying to find out who did this and make sure it doesn’t happen again. Please cooperate with them.”

O-kay, then I probably had no choice but to knock and then wait. It took a moment, but then I was faced with a well-groomed, older lady who looked at me questioningly. Far and wide no locks or weapons. Since that was already very promising. "Yes, please?" And she was polite too. Jackpot. “Hello, my name is Grace Shanks and I come from the Venators' Guild. One of your neighbors reported a Proles sighting to us. But since he has disappeared again, my partner and I are searching the area for traces and I wanted to ask if you noticed anything. ”Well, that sounded professional. I was back in my element baby Yes.