Partner In Crime Novels & Stories

“You’re not just my investigator anymore, Sabatine.” “No,” Sabatine agreed, lacing their fingers together. His hand was warm, scarred, solid. “I’m your partner in crime. Now let’s go crash a boardroom.” —-

This was all his fault. Aaron Bridges was my captain back at the fraud department. He volunteered one of his detectives for a temporary transfer to homicide, and I managed to be the lucky winner. I silently curse him and everything else before making my way up the front steps. Making my way towards the captain’s office, eyes start following my every move. I knew they were talking about me. I tried to pretend that it didn’t bother me, but man was it hard.

The room buzzed with the low hum of murmurs as the attendees exchanged glances, processing the information. In the world of organized crime, where power dynamics and alliances have shifted like quicksand, any deviation from the norm raises eyebrows. Within this clandestine network, criminal organizations were symbolically represented by totemic animals—dragon, lion, wolf, and snake. Francisco Hilton, a formidable player in this sinister chessboard, bore the emblem of the snake. Among those present was James, a key player in this intricate web of criminal enterprises. As he lit a cigarette, his gaze shifted to Andrew, and he inquired with a hint of curiosity, "Where is your phony friend?"

I was trapped, with no escape from the horrors that awaited me. Dominic's eyes seemed to bore into my soul, his gaze piercing and unrelenting. "You see, Lucia, I've been waiting for someone like you. Someone who can understand me, who can see the truth behind the lies." His voice was low and hypnotic, drawing me in despite my fear. "And now that you're here, I'll never let you go." I struggled against the cuffs again, but they only seemed to tighten. Panic set in as I realized the true extent of my predicament. I was trapped, at the mercy of a madman with a twisted vision. And then, Dominic's eyes seemed to gleam with an eerie light. "Let the game begin," he whispered, his voice dripping wit

"Shе gave Blаkе thе реrfесt stray wаіf tо look аftеr. He аlrеаdу had hіѕ sister, as you know, but hе could nеvеr rеѕіѕt thіѕ girl. “Hе had her ѕtау wіth a friend, who wаѕ lаtеr аrrеѕtеd fоr drug possession, and роѕѕеѕѕіоn with іntеnt to ѕеll. Bаѕісаllу, his frіеnd wаѕ a mіddlесlаѕѕ drug dеаlеr to уuрру clientele аt thе lосаl night clubs."

All of my friends have a boyfriend, a girlfriend, a partner, a husband, or a wife, they all have a partner, and they love their partner, they bring them along to celebrate with us, we have a bar that's just for us, we love saving people's life, bringing justice. "Hey, Zee, are you going to come tonight?" One of my colleagues asked me, of course, I was going, I had just won one of my best love crimes ever, a passion crime, she so passionately hit the mistress on the head, but didn't kill her, and now she's free to go. "Of course, you know I will," I answer her with a smile on my face, I look at my phone and message him, I too have a partner, I'm just like the other in my office.

"Really, wow, that's great. I am happy for you." "Thank you honey. You know, after I paid the penalty fee for terminating the contract with Patrick's company, my company experienced some setbacks but with this new partners, I will be back on my feet in no time." "I am glad to hear that. This is definitely good news." Susan smiled as she added more food to my plate. "Patrick almost costed me my company, I am glad I am not even partnering with me. What a shame it would bring to my company once they hear our partner is a murderer and a drug trafficker."

"What exactly am I getting from this again?" Bastian chuckled before raising his glass toward Luca. "It's going to be worth it. Trust me." I stared at Luca as Bastian drank his whiskey, not even waiting for Luca to raise his own glass. "When exactly is this mysterious partner coming?" Luca asked, tone a bit bored. "I don't want to stay here for too long. When it all goes down, I need an account of where I was. I can't have people suspicious of me or my involvement." "I know," Bastian replied. "That's why we have Marco here. Just like you need an alibi, our partner also needs one."

An Eastern European arms baron approached us with a champagne flute, his gaze shifting knowingly between us. "Vincent, and who is this beautiful lady?" Vincent turned his head slightly, his deep eyes locking onto mine. He didn't reveal any of my personal information. He raised his glass, his voice steady and strong. "She's my most important partner." A wave of knowing laughter rippled through the surrounding crowd. In our world, where you lived and died by the gun, the word "partner" often carried more weight than "lover." It implied trust, a bond of life and death, someone who had your back.