Joe Picket Series Novels & Stories

*** Joe walked solemnly to where Jared King was amidst the company of some scantily dressed women. His boss might be paralyzed but even a disabled man lusted for the finer things of life. Jared relished in the company of other women. “Boss.” He called. The seriousness behind Joe’s tone alerted him. “Go and grab some champagne.” Jared told them, slabbing one of the women’s derriere, making them all squeal like banshees in excitement. “A call came in from the Locks State Prison.” Joe delivered. “Pete Briggs has escaped from the facility for a couple of weeks now.”

It's been two weeks already since the Benedict situation, my team finally found out who the male leader is. Mark and I are going to find out at this meeting our boss Joe...sucker!!!..." we're a step closer to catching this thieves there's only one thing left to do" Joe said making me raise my brow " and what would that be? " I asked,he took out his laptop and connected it to the projector and started showing us pictures of the bank robberies and the cars ' stealers

he groans trying to act "ah, but you're still dealing on the phone..." Joe the lead of cook county State Attorney’s in Chicago muttered gruffly. "It's okay... I'm used to it, they're going to get even more savage if I don't load them in lie." said John Walker vice CEO of CBS, He was more bothered by Joe's arrival than Diane's call he had predicted, “-what made you come here, this morning, is there anything interesting?" John asked as they just stared at each other in confusion.

“Skip the complaints about me not picking up my phone and skip the crap about the last pleasant talk we had at your car. I can do without that. Let’s get to the point and get it over with, because I’d actually much rather just move on with my life. Especially since you already have.” Totally baffled, she stared at him. “I don’t know what you –” She fell silent when Joe grabbed his pizza box, slid his legs off the bed and got up. He went over to his desk, dropped the pizza box there and started going through the small stack of paperwork beside his laptop. D watched him with confusion. Finally he pulled something out and turned around again. He returned to the bed and sat down on the edge of i

“I’ll give you two one minute. Only one of you can live. If neither of you has taken action after one minute, both of you have to die.” The screen showed footage of Joe killing Yulian and Jakoda, as well as instigating Jerome to kill Jemma Quintus. The clips played continuously in the form of the sudoku grid. Not only that, there was also footage which clearly displayed the conversation between Joe and Jakoda when the son attempted to murder the father. In the end, Joe’s unbridled laughter thundered from the screen, “Hahahaha. I am a Yard, not a Quintus.” The hall fell into silence. Only the sound of Joe’s frenetic laughs and words continued to reverberate in the air.

Joe was released from prison. Joe contacted Russell and asked for help with the investigation. Russell had told Joe that he had been at a dead end. Tommy was kidnapped from the hospital, and no one would give him any information to find Tommy. Joe asked Russell to find my baby. While Joe was looking for a job, he saw a janitorial job in the hospital. Joe knew that if he could get a job at the hospital, he could find out information. No one knew him. You wouldn't know that he was Tommy's father. Joe completed the application and interviewed for the job. Joe prayed that he would get work. If he befriended working-class workers in the hospital, perhaps one of them would talk to him about kidnap

Jake Scott and Joe were equal, equal until Jake was sent to juvie and released three years later. When Jake was released, they reunited but couldn't pick up where they'd left off because Jake was now Hunter and was now always around Hector King and Joe was in no position to be anywhere close to the mafia boss. He was part of the lowest ranking members. After a year and a few months, Hector King had already grown fond of Hunter, so it was easy for Hunter to put in a good word for Joe. Joe was then promoted to a soldier, meaning he stopped selling drugs for Ray and could now get into physical assignments like assassinations which were more fun than selling drugs.

“Maybe I am playing both sides. Or maybe I’m just trying to survive in a game you don’t even understand.” Joe’s hand twitches at his side, and I grab his arm, pulling him back. “Joe, don’t,” I plead. “This isn’t the way.” Joe looks at me, his eyes softening for a moment, but the fire in them doesn’t fade. He takes a deep breath, his voice quieter but no less intense. “If you’re not working for Janie, prove it. Tell me everything you know. Right here, right now.”