Janine Sherlock Novels & Stories

"Does everyone know who has taken up the case?" "Yes. Jason came out all red. It's obvious he was really angry. Defeated." I sighed tiredly and opened the box. As much as I don't want this case, I still want it. It's terrific investigating your best friend case. So terrific! I feel drained and tired. I feel alone!. But I have to find the murderer. I have to keep my emotions at check and find the murderer. Natalie can't die in vain! The phone screen has cracked and it wasn't switching on. I dropped the phone on the table and kept staring at it. I bought this phone for her on her birthday. It wasn't even up to one year. What can I do with this? I opened the case and removed the Sim.

She said flatly and went back to her phone and I rolled my eyes and groaned. “Jane, I’ve worked in a law firm and I must say, you are a very brilliant actor,” Sheba said, admiring my performance. I felt a warm flush of pride on my cheeks. “Of course I am. But before we say anymore, we need to take down these cameras. Do you remember where we found the beeping?” I asked, lowering my voice. She nodded and grabbed a chair to reach the hidden devices. “Now we’re talking! I thought it was a terrible idea to leave the cameras there,” she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She handed me the tiny cameras after removing them from the lights on my ceiling.

The first thing she noticed was that there were two extra guests there with Andrew and Owen. One was Sera Oscars, the head cop and doctor in charge of the forensics team. She was the one who did most of the autopsies and postmortems in their lab. She was almost forty years old. The other person was Adam Delores. He was an on-field forensic scientist. Tall smart and Darral's age mate. "Hello Detectives." Adam greeted with a small smile. Selena responded with a hello while Darral only nodded in acknowledgement of his greeting.

Because Jordan’s colleague supports her request to avoid any claims of bias, Jordan had no choice but to yield the interrogation to another detective. Annabelle is led to a separate room while the waitress stays behind. "Janine," Jordan begins, "how do you explain the large amount of cash in your possession? Why were you on the run? And why did you quit your job immediately after the incident? You should have known you were critical to the investigation unless..." Jordan pauses, leaning in close to her face, "...your guilt propelled you into action." Janine tries to mimic Annabelle’s bravado, but she isn't trained for it. Even as she speaks, her body language betrays her.

Natalie nodded and said, “Ah! I just remembered. You guys just came to be interns in Huahe Hospital this week. I applied for medical leave this week, so it makes sense that you don’t know me.” “What do you mean? How do you know that we’re only assigned to Huahe Hospital this week?” “Take a guess!” Janine could not guess. One of the socialites nudged her and then asked uncertainly, “Are you that Dr. Snowden?” “I guess I am…” With this sentence, Janine’s arrogant face fell immediately. Dr. Snowden? Was she the most beautiful and well-known doctor in the hospital? The one that was the most talented aside from Director Quinton?

Her intentions were obvious. "My uncle also discovered medical records indicating she had sought treatment for a severely injured finger—the timing matched one of Jasper's missions. "Finally, when Jasper returned to the country, she, too, returned to Solana City silently. Everything alludes to her being the White Dove." Wide-eyed, Sheryl started sucking up to Justin immediately. "Mr. Dutton's investigative skills are unparalleled!" While Justin had his back turned on Sheryl and Remy, the graceful expression on his face was replaced with an extremely dark look the moment he heard that remark. It was as if he had become an entirely different person.

Mrs Johnson found out from him that her husband and her son were not at home. In the meantime, at Sandra's apartment, Zane was knocking at the door. Sandra opened the door and said, "Who are you looking for?" Zane smiled and replied, "Miss Sandra, I'm Detective Zane investigating Serene's miscarriage, do you mind if I come in?" Sandra became pale and said, "why are you investigating Serene's miscarriage since it was an accident?"

She asked squinting her eyes, the British accent rolling off her tongue impeccably, I gently took out my ID card from my pocket and showed it to her. “Janelle Hughes, Detective from Oak land district, I’d like to speak to you about the death of your boss,” I replied formally as I tucked my card back into my pocket, she gently stood up from the pool, picked up a small transparent scarf from a chair nearby and slowly knotted it on her waist. “Detective?! Why are the detectives suddenly visiting this case, after weeks?!” She asked sharply, her dark green orb piercing deep through my eyes, “I’m sorry we took so long to find you, and now that we have, we’d like to get justice for your boss,” I re

She wasn’t buying it. “This is ridiculous, can we just get on with the debrief?” I wanted to ask if they could all leave so I could talk with Alex alone, but I knew I’d catch even more shit if that happened. “Tell us about the culprit.” “ Jasmine,” I said. Liz’s eyes widened in surprise as if she could figure it all out just in the way I said her name. It was unsettling but I ignored her and kept talking. “ Jasmine of Womack, Idaho. She lived with her mother Layla Dubois and two sisters, Sapphire and Sage. By day she worked at their family restaurant Layla Vous and by night she was our firewall breeching vigilante.”

"Is it a crime now to help people? Uhn? Is using his phone not enough proof? Or do you think a conscious person would allow a female stranger to call his brother? And you call yourself a detective, how exactly do you think?" Jared was taken aback as he was surprised that she knew his name since Asher saved his number as brother. He was also surprised that she knew he was a detective. "Who are you and how do you know who I am?" "Why do you people make me repeat things, uhn? Didn't I tell you I'm Josie Maran? Are you going to come here and carry your brother or sit there and ask me questions." "Alright. I'm on my way."