Millionaire Detective Characters Novels & Stories

I trailed off, hoping I sounded breathless and besotted instead of utterly terrified. Kevin’s eyes were as wide as saucers. He slowly sank into the chair behind his desk, still staring at me. “You’re telling me,” he said slowly, “that you, Emily Carter, went in for an interview with the most reclusive billionaire on the planet… and seduced him?” I winced. “I wouldn’t say seduced—” “You are even calling him by his first name, Emily. Didn’t you notice?” He pointed out, making me shut my mouth. “Same thing with that other billionaire.”

There was nothing that these rich folks wouldn't do to stay out of trouble. It was easier to deal with the more common folks who didn't have the money to throw around to free themselves from any allegations. But with rich people, things were a lot more complicated. The hunter could quickly become the hunted and no one would say shit about it. When Detective Camille Adams and her able partner, Detective Jackson Cooper finally set out for Sheraton group of companies where their new suspect worked, they did so with so many doubts. But as they neared their destination, Detective Adams started to lose her nervousness. She had a duty to perform to the people after all. If Edmund Hamiton was guilty

not his job he is in love with being a detective that why it always came first in everything. The Malcolm are said to be the second richest after The Das ' billions of dollars net worth and it keeps going day by day that way,the two families remain best of enemies and always getting on each other's nerves. But Malcom Micheal has made it known to the whole world that he will forever be a detective and they should always forget he is a Malcolm when he is in uniform and he has only a sister, Malcolm Nora his whole life like he claims. Ulan packs her things and heads out too.

"The private investigation, led by the well-known Detective Amiri, was now being questioned on his incompetence and negligence to identify the serial killer and inability to finally put a closure into this foreboding crime that constantly gives off night and dreadful terrors to people living in the town," I was having a really good time and guffawing in laughter as I tried to switch my remote control on different channels. Everything that had happened to George Clementine was all over the news, seeing as he was one of the fine investors and business tycoons in the country. I had killed a rich and famous business tycoon the day before, seeing how his mistress had been cheating on him and inst

As if he wasn't exhausted and stressed enough. "Did you talk to the lawyers?" "Yeah. Twice. They didn't call you?" "They didn't tell me the pesky detective's pursuing another lead," Magnus replied, his tone still cool and casual. Another lead? What did he mean? "You mean Richardson? Who told you?" Jenson made a face. He'd heard of a certain Detective Richardson trying to dig deeper into the whole mafia-for-hire angle the past two years. The detective first led a supposed kidnapping investigation, which later turned into a homicide investigation involving a young Hollywood star named Drew Mihhailov.

she says with a chuckle, before scribbling another list. Mafia/Crime Lord: Mafia Boss Drug Lord Smuggler Cartel Leader Money Launderer I laugh. “Yeah, definitely keeping the first four, but money launderer sounds too... boring for a dark romance. Where’s the thrill?” Jenni nods in agreement and starts on another list. I watch as she meticulously writes out the next category. Obsessive Lover: Bodyguard Psychiatrist or Therapist Business Tycoon with control issues Ex-Military or Mercenary

His head motioned towards Greg, and Lucianne glanced at the Duke who was pressing his fingers against his lips to hide his smile which was very hard to hold back. Desmond was known as ‘the Money Retriever’ by the general public, but pinned as one of the most wanted criminals by law enforcement. What was fascinating about this crime was that Desmond only conned the rich CEOs who were exploiting their employees by paying them less while taking most of the profits and dividends.

As soon as Xavion had finished cursing, a middle-aged man said in a dissatisfied tone, “Mr. Xavion Fox, I don’t think we, as the New York police, have offended you before, right?” Xavion turned around to see a middle-aged Oskian man in a suit walking over with a dozen police officers. Xavion’s face turned a little ugly upon seeing who had come. “Yo, it’s Chief Lammy! Chief Lammy, you’re indeed a very good detective. You received the news so quickly and arrived so soon.” The man called Chief Lammy was Merlin Lammy, a very famous Oskian sheriff in New York. Merlin was very famous not only because he was the chief of police, but because he was also the inspector with the highest detection rate