My Policeman Kindle Novels & Stories

- no. Too far beyond the task I am allotted. The air from the tree's whispers and the crash of the sea sky crawled onto my skin until I catch some clue in the victim's casket, out of the popped bubble. A pace of heavy steps of escape I heed from my right side caught my ears bounded suddenly. Seriously? Right now? Where I can figure out the puzzle in this violent enigma. I turned my neck to see the hums of disturbance. "Stop right there!" A policeman, a human one at last chased some random guy on the street like a cat and mouse in a play toy.

So she called out, "Help! Someone's grabbing my bag! Someone's robbing me! Help!" At that moment, a police car happened to pass by her. Hearing the shouting, the policeman stopped the car right away. An officer got out of the car. He had a tall figure. He looked handsome and solemn. "I am a policeman." The man said, "Go to the police station with me first. I will inform you once we have any information." Sherman was relieved to hear that the man was a policeman. She looked at the man for a few seconds, and she felt the man had some resemblance to Kingsley.

Just as I was almost out of bullet, I policeman stood up with his hands in the air. “Black Heart, we surrender!” a coarse voice rang out. Everyone stopped what they were doing. I turned to face the owner of the voice, it was the Agent who first paid a visit to my house after I killed Emma. “Agent Thomas, so nice to see you again. you plan on surrendering?” I asked with a smile. I really coveted this particular policeman. He had this air of a veteran soldier around him and I knew he would be a useful asset to KWE.

I snapped to find a plump burly man, the Head of the police department moving towards me, a small chuckle as he. “It really is nice to meet you sir," he said, moving to shake my hand. It took a closer look before I could recognize him. He was one of my men in law enforcement, planted in this department. I knew little about him and just as much couldn't give a shit, but from what I recalled he was loyal and efficient. And so, VERY eager to please. “Mikael, why are you here? How can we help you?” He asked, still not letting go of my hand as he spoke. With the way he looked and sounded he seemed more like an eager puppy than man.

His words hit me like a brick, the weight of them settling on me, and I took my first real breath in a long time. "Fuck." We both walked to the front desk where a different policeman was sitting. This was a scrawny-looking kid with spots over his chin and large nose. A shift change wasn't unusual, but for some reason it irked me. This kid looked like he was fresh out of nappies and wouldn't know his arse from his elbow. This was the kid that was going to get my wife and bring her to me?

Policeman: Went towards the highways, went towards the forests. they are chasing people, while being chased by the cops. Torrential rain between reserves, a creature. Hikary: This thing surprised a police officer. Then, when he received a call, an explosion in the distance was heard. Policeman: - Turn right. One hell of a weird sound, something like a cat scratching and a door creaking. Policeman: He can't come here... Creature: You will be mine...; A dark laugh... Tsuki: - I came to help...

Not to smoke it, I have never done this for real, but so that I’d have something to do with them and not let anyone else see how my fingers just can’t stand still. Then I tell my best friend everything, because I can’t just keep it to myself. By the time I am done the police arrives which is not much of police actually. There are only two middle aged guys with greasy faces, driving an old pickup truck with the letters of ‘police’ scraped over the edges. They are both dressed in light muddy green uniforms and look less than impressed.

Jack Willow is still visibly shaken when I lead her over to where I have the car parked. Out of the corner of my eye I see police cars approaching, so I help her into the car without a word, shutting the door behind me as I round the car to meet the policemenapproaching. "Carter," the taller among the policemen, says with a large grin as he approaches. I recognise him as the town's sheriff and nod in acknowledgement. "Sheriff Parker," I respond in kind, taking his outstretched hand in a firm handshake.

I watch the policeman unfold from the vehicle. He is a huge man, bigger than Massimo. He is chubbier and he looks way older. He seems strangely very happy. His partner remains inside the car. I can hear the faint crackle of a radio drifting out from behind. I realise it's the most ordinary sound I have heard in hours. As the officer draws nearer the question leers even louder and my hands begin to shake like leaves being swatted by strong wind. Are you really going to report him to the police?

I bowed deeply to the policeman, smiling. Later, I had a banner made and delivered it to the precinct. A group of officers gathered around to admire it. The middle-aged policeman looked at it and finally smiled. "Wow, this is something! I'll cherish it!" Before heading back to my hometown, the policeman sent word that my best friend wanted to see me. Through a glass partition, I saw her red-rimmed eyes. "I'm sorry. I owed too much money. I'm so sorry." Furious, I snapped, "So six months ago, you encouraged me to move to this city and deliberately left me in their sights, didn't you? If you needed money, I could have lent it to you. But you used my life as collateral!"