Killing Stalking Police Officer Novels & Stories

Garba " Ijeoma, we have work to do. Ijeoma" Let me be jor. I'm tired and I have to get home to Michael. Garba " Quit your whining. The Captain wants us to go check it out. Ijeoma" Jesus! What's with this case? How bad is it? Garba " 3 police officers had been killed in cold blood and 3 civilians were found in a car, all burnt to crisp. Ijeoma" Maybe it's a car accident. Garba " Nope, the car was perfectly fine. There's no bumps or dent on the car. We have a serial killer on the loose.

Caleb said to the officer working the desk. The officer looked up, blinking owlishly at us. It was still pretty early. “Yes?” “I’ve... come to report a crime. A murder,” Caleb went on after clearing his throat a few times. That perked the officer right up. “Pierson—hey, PIERSON—we’ve got a young man here wanting to report a murder—what is your name, son?” “Caleb Killeen,” Caleb responded. “I’m Jacey—er, Jocelyn—Collins. It was murder in defense of another. Me,” I said quickly before anyone started getting any ideas.

He had stepped on a land mine he knew but what it had been was far from his knowledge and gulping a load of his saliva, he looked away. “Mr. Dean, I am sure you have heard about the quote, curiosity killed the cat?” Alastor alleged eyeing the man with his freezing blue eyes, “Working in this particular facility you must be aware that it has gotten more people killed than just a puny animal. You wouldn’t want to be one of them, do you?” To threaten a police officer in their own station and yet have them cower in their presence was the kind of man that Alastor Tynen was.

I slowly raised my eyes to the rear mirror and I realized a car was tenaciously following me, I exhaled deeply and rolled my eyes to the back of my head, trying to threaten me out of this case is getting old fashioned, I stepped on the gas and drive off faster, I noticed that whoever it was increased his pace also, I sighed deeply and suddenly slammed my legs of the brakes, my car came to a screeching halt and he literally bumped into my bumper, I turned off the engine and stepped out of the car, I slammed the door shut and and stepped out of the car, I walked towards his car, I stood in front of him and slowly looked down on my destroyed bumper before looking back up at him, he turned off h

I clicked my tongue out of frustration as I kicked my tires. The stalker had successfully gotten away. “Innocent? Ma’am this checkpoint was set out for the both of you after receiving word that an RX136 and a 2026 bmw had ran past the traffics lights for three bus stops. You do know that’s a crime, right?” The officer asked while taking out his cuffs. “What are you planning to do with those cuffs? The real criminal just passed and you feel the person with the nice car is probably the one at fault? He’s been stalking on me and my family and you think that’s not a crime?” I asked with a perplexed look.

Knocking him unconscious could have the same effect. Eddie preferred not to leave any loose ends, though. The killing was something he’d been doing for a long time, and over the years he had become entirely competent at it. Above him, through the breaks of wood, the warden halted his action and swiveled slowly back the way he’d just come. With his minute at hand, Eddie was on the strides, flying up to them in twos, careful not to trip. Unfortunately for the police officer, none of the pillars made a sound, and in one swift action, the long blade was shoved through the back of the officer’s neck and out the front of his throat. A disturbing gurgle was the only noise the man made before fallin

I'm barely aware of what I'm doing, and even in my typical state of mind I am clueless on how to work a gun. I've never been great at this. But he has to die. I have to kill him. I fired the pistol haphazardly, unable to see well enough to focus. I scoot back as best I can to put distance between myself and the monster before me. Kellan clutches his chest in bewilderment, stunned by my behavior. I have to get distance. He is going to finish me off. He had only lied when he said he would treat me and take me from these woods. He always lies. He just threw me down a bank and tried to kill me. He killed that officer. Now, now he's going to get rid of me. My mind whirls with bits and pieces of t

Shawn jumped up and grabbed the shotgun that was hanging over the fireplace. "Chillout! It's probably just a local," I said irritably and went to check. Someone lightly knocked on the door again. Doesn't seem like a killer. I opened the door, and my eyes turned big. A girl stood there wearing a skimpy nurse's uniform, paired with fishnets. She had long legs and big boobs. A big smile plastered on her face. "Um...can I help you?" I asked. Who the fuck ordered a stripper in the mountains?

“We apologize for what happened. Stan Welsh, reportedly, was sighted in the other area and we fastened security there, but never thought it could be a trap.” Said a bulky police officer in his tidy uniform. Owen and Jim stood on either side of him, listening to him carefully. Jim furrowed his eyebrows to hear him being a murderer.

And then back at his closed eyes- The wild sirens blew alarmingly before they were shut off, to the crowds that had their phones on to video the gruesome killing. The paramedics drew closer quickly to his body as Zachary fell back, with the thought that he might never forgive himself. "Its all your fault" Denver spat as Zach looked to his bloody hands in terror and then at his father, who angrily got to face the officer-- "You killed him!" "You killed him!" He yelled as Zach recognized a voice that called unto him. "Zakky" Regina had stepped out of her car, still in her blue scrubs and jacket as she stared in terror at the wilding scene.