Officer Barbrady Novels & Stories

Officer Kravis asked, walking up to us, blocking my view from Seth. “ We’re more interested in the two of you.” Officer Ramirez announced. “ Well, we’re interested in anyone who’s not human.” I turned my head to the left and saw London standing there. Then, Janelle and the people that were in the bar, joined her. Janelle walked up to us, and Officer Ramirez groaned before turning his attention to them. “ If you’re trying to make amends, save it, Janelle.” He told her. Janelle laughed, pulling a cigarette and a lighter from her pockets. I watched as my sister put the cigarette in her mouth, lit it up with the lighter and took her first puff from the stick.

They looked like they’d done this more times than they could count. The first one was an older bald man built like a wall, who eyed me down. His suit was worn yet pressed. Behind him was a younger officer who was tall and broad at the shoulders. His blonde hair glistened under the bright light. The sharpness of his scowl could unnerve any criminal, except I wasn’t one. They didn’t speak right away. They let the air settle, let me sit in the silence as they approached me. “Special Agent Alexander.” The bald officer introduced himself. Then he gestured vaguely to the younger one. “Special Agent Barry.”

Then pressing my shoulder, he chuckles, “Don’t worry! I will also come along and we will spend five to ten minutes in the station and then go and have a drink together!” I sigh and get up from my chair and we both walk out together. Mr Brad is almost in his mid-forties and he is dark with face full of pimple marks. He has a stout and round belly and keeps pulling up his trousers when he stands or sometimes when he walks. But he is a hell of a lawyer, scary and confident. As we walk to the hall where officer Karl was waiting, Mr Brad chuckles and looking at me he says, “Adrian! You should know how to tackle girls! Now let us not keep the officers waiting. Let us go to the station and clear th

Brady said, oozing charm. “Who are you?” she demanded suspiciously, but Zephyra saw that his charming tone was working its magic. “I’m Officer Brady Shaw, ma’am, and a good ole human,” he said. If Zephyra didn’t know he was trying to win her over, she would’ve been a little insulted by the human comment. Mrs. Dunlop, however, beamed at him. As Brady charmed the pants off her, he accompanied her over to a small stall where an older man was selling various fruits and vegetables.

It is cute to watch. We walk into the station and nerves take over me. Tank lays a calming hand on my shoulder as a show of support. An officer approaches us and leads us to an office. It is the officer that is good friends with the club but I don’t remember his name. Thankfully he introduces himself as Bradford. He says he has been helping the club with the investigation and was the arresting officer. “ Now Miss Lilly I know most of the story but we need a statement from your side including how you know Constantine. Normally we would have you do a written statement.” Before he can continue there is a knock at the door. He gets up and lets the person in.

“It's the cops!” Abby hurried to his side. “Go inside, hide! I'll handle it.” He hesitated for only a second before dashing off into one of the rooms. There wasn't a lot of hiding space in the apartment but he'd make it work. Abby pulled the door open. “Hello, officers. Any problem?” “I'm officer Brad from the New York police department, that's my colleague, officer Matt. We're actually looking for someone and we thought maybe you might've seen him around?”

The elderly officer " took out a notebook and was ready to write. The woman looked at Bethany. When Bethany nodded, the woman started telling him the story. Barbara grabbed the officer's hand and said to him, "Sir, you have to find him!" "Right, Sir, please!" Jeff didn't speak. He was looking down and in his thoughts. "Don't worry. That is our job. We will definitely find who it was." The officer comforted Barbara and the two kids, then he drew his hand back and started asking Bethany some questions.

’ Sheriff Emmett mumbled. ‘How would you describe Barry?’ Flynn asked suddenly. The coroner removed his glasses and placed it on his table. ‘Barry is an easygoing guy. A bit shy and very private. He was friendly with everyone but didn’t exactly keep any close friends here. Now, you’d answer my question. Why the sudden interest in Barry, Agent?’ ‘The most recent missing lady was last seen in his house.’ Flynn answered as he packed up the papers he had scattered on the table. ‘Do us a favor and keep your eyes open. If you see anything, hear anything, you give us a call.’

Muhammad felt sorry for the MD because he told the police that the father of the victim was also a doctor and a close friend since college. Muhammad was now standing behind Jackson and the tall CME. “Hello,” Muhammad said. Jackson and the CME turned around. The look on Jackson’s face told him he had nothing for him. Jackson started by introducing him to the CME. “Officer Muhammad Guni, this is Dr. Nicole Bradford, the Chief Medical Examiner of ATH. Nicole this is Officer Muhammad Guni, the officer in charge of this case.” Muhammad and the CME shook hands and he noticed that she had a strong handshake. There’s nothing he found irresistible like a strong woman.

Say as little as possible, he said. No shit, Sherlock. "Ms. Doe, have you recalled your name?" Officer Braden asked. His dark blonde hair was cut militarily short. His blue eyes piercing. This one wouldn't be missing too much. And probably seeing more than we wanted him to. Hollyn squeezed my fingers. I squeezed them back. "Yes." I squeezed her fingers twice. "I mean no." She gave the officer a blinding smile. "Maybe. I'm not sure." She bumped one shoulder up into the air. "I'm in the hospital, you know." She nodded.