New Police Story Novels & Stories

"Yeah, right! What other option since you seem so clever." This one, though. Does he have a problem with me or what? "Either that, or the real truth that will damage the image of the entire police force. If you must be truthful, then go ahead and tell the story of a young brave girl who was able to do in just three months what the entire police force could not do in decades! Is that what you want? Do you know what the citizens will think of the police from then on?" I challenge, and they remain in awe, their heads hunched down. "When you are done thinking let me know what to say to the press when I face them." I say, pulling Deep with me to his car.

When the phone rang a minute later, she prepared herself to get really aggressive, but it was simply a customer calling to check on her vehicle. After dealing with that call, Mandy opened Firefox and did a search for Officer Shane Nolan. It didn’t take long to discover he was thirty, had been on the force for nine years, and had an identical twin brother who was also a cop. He was a highly decorated detective with several commendations. Reading some of the articles about him, she discovered he had saved a kidnapped girl from a prostitution ring, had shot a rampaging stepfather going after a five-year-old boy after killing the boy’s mother, and had rescued three kids, including an infant, fro

Why none of them reported to him at all? "I just figured out today that the police had a massive cleaning in their ranks. Most of our officers had their badges taken and their license revoked. Some were sent far away to the countryside for small missions. We are not notified of these changes at all because all of them were not able to reach us. We also did not notice it since we have all our attention to the Piedach case and these recent events. I apologize, Master for not paying attention." Colton clenched his fist. He, who had confidence in the strength of his intel felt threatened at this moment. How could he of all people be in the dark and only realized the situation now?

The officer let out. Everyone at the police station laughed loudly causing the officer to frown. "I'm sorry but what's funny? We have a possible crime in progress." The officer inquired. 'We have a possible crime in progress.' Another person is heard in the background talking loudly as they laughed at the new officer. He was a new policeman in town and was not told about the Chris cartel and its members and how they were treated with special attention. "Stand down, come back to the station and write a report before you get in trouble for stopping that car. Over and out" The woman responded in a serious voice.

“I know. It’s mildly horrible. But there are new details coming out about Maddy’s supposed affair with William Callahan. If the media is intent on reporting that as fact with no more proof than they have, then I don’t feel too guilty for misleading them.” “They’re vultures. All they want is to feed off of the misfortune of others. To make a profit off of someone else’s misery. I say lie away,” Jake said, his expression fierce. “Anyway, I just need to cultivate a convincing story and send it using one of my alternate email accounts.” “That’s why I pay you so much.” “For my evil genius?”

Then they continue gossiping. "If something happens, don't hesitate to dial the police emergency number. Recently we got a separate Mobile Police Officer, patrolling around the city and attending the calls in a jiffy." Yeah! And that police officer is none other than the handsome Officer Damian Reid! Damn. He's so famous in the city. Talk about the handsome police officer. I haven't seen him for over a week. He's nowhere to be seen! Although I have his number, there's no way I can call or text him, right? For what reason?

“Start from the beginning. First, why were you in a holding cell with a bunch of misfits? What the hell was that about just now? And why does that guy look like the villain from every bad high school movie?” I laughed once. It sounded like a broken wind chime. “Because he is the villain in my story.” Roman raised an eyebrow, patient, waiting. His fingers tapped lightly against his knee. I closed my eyes and began. I shouldn't tell him about the contract with the police or with Mr Morelli. I just have to find a way to blend the story so he doesn't suspect a thing. After all, he's a cop. “About the thing with the police station, it's a lot more complicated than you can ever imagine,” I began,

I nodded to the sound of my favorite country song as I drove, not taking chances with my observations since I am very much aware that my sudden surface would brew enemies from all angles including the once I had before I left town. Just as I took the left turn toward up hills the news came interrupting the music from the radio station. What the hell! That newscaster should be sacked! I mouthed in frustration not until I heard the headlines. “Unknown gunmen killed four policemen”. Did this happen today? I listened anxiously and wondered if this could happen in this same city. I don't think my father has his boys going on such operations and up till now the detectives still hadn't found out wh

"I'm not going to say anything. I'm going to be professional, do my job, and show them that I'm doing perfectly fine without Patrick's lying, cheating ass." "That's my girl! What about work stuff? Any new projects?" Now I felt genuinely excited. "Actually, yes. I've been working on this story idea. 'The Crime of New York.' It's about organized crime in the city, the families that run it, how it affects regular people." There was a pause. "That sounds... dangerous, Lauren. Are you sure that's a good idea?" If she only knew how close to home it hit. "It's just research, Soph. I'm not going undercover or anything crazy. Just investigating from a journalistic perspective."

The road to this moment had been long, grueling, and filled with sacrifices. And it wasn’t over yet. *** A soft knock at the door broke my thoughts. I turned to see James standing in the doorway, his phone gripped tightly in his hand. His jaw was clenched, his expression taut with determination. Yet, in his eyes—beneath the fire that had never faded—I saw something else. Conviction. Doubt. “The police have started moving,” James said, setting his phone down on the table. “The story’s out. They know everything now.”