Riley Jenkins Criminal Minds Mga Nobela at Kwento

his name leaves her lips without her realization, she gulps down the lump in her throat and forms her hands to fists staring at screen, only silence delivered. Slam! Riley and Aiden stands when the door slams open. Three officers barge in “Attorney Riley Mintz, you are under arrest”

Lucas I haven’t spoken to Alissia since our first meeting. Been busy, working on our next target. The one who made that threat to her on the dark web? I figured out who he is—Ryan Jenkins. I’ve kept her out of it for now. She doesn’t need to be involved yet, not until I’m sure it’s safe. Jenkins is a wildcard, the kind of guy who dabbles in everything but masters nothing. A hacker, a stalker, a rapist, a murderer—he’s sloppy, all over the place. But he’s dangerous enough to get away with it because he has money and connections. He can pay off the right people to make evidence disappear, and walk free every time he screws up.

Then he came back to his senses. “Insecure husband.” He sighed, “Who must have informed him?” “It must be aunt.” “Ricky, you have to be careful.” Exhaling smoke rings, he turned back and looked at Ryan Jenkins with his dark gaze. “If I alone do not know everything, then someone is trying to trap me despite knowing everything.” “You can easily find that person. You are an expert in this. But keep him alive for questioning.” “…” Yohan Dixon threw the cigarette in the ashtray and sighed deeply. He didn’t try to explain to Ryan Jenkins what he did after coming to France.

' He constantly made question within his head. Jenny looked at Cornell and then at the gunmen, trying to figure out if they were talking about Jessica's son. She bit her lower lip at the end, acknowledging she had purposefully gotten herself into a lot of trouble. Why had Rilika not warned her about Jessica having such people as backup? Jenny was angry at Rilika. Did that mean her son belonged to the Mafia or was the son of a Mafia member? Shit!! Jenny clutched the hem of her bodycon dress, while her anxiety drawing her to the end when her thought stopped processing.

Riley did not give him a chance to catch his breath and punched him again, but Rickard grabbed him by his wrist. "Riley Simms, a professor of the Department of Psychology at the University of Emperion. You used to be a well-known psychologist in Emperion and even had your own clinic. However, you got sued one day... It was because of a lawsuit that had something to do with suicide induction." Riley’s expression dimmed, but there was still a smile on his face. "Wow, the information that you have is quite detailed." On the other side of the ward, 013 had gradually fallen into a disadvantage. Riley also saw that it was almost impossible for them to take Renfrew away, so he winked at 013, then t

Xander was more than shocked when the realization hit his mind. Riley’s words broke his trance, “He is the most wanted criminal in city M. I'm sure Aidan has something to do with this man. Otherwise, why he would come after you. This means our fight is not just against Aidan, but against that criminal. I fear that he will attempt to kill you again. It is not safe anymore to go back to the city M. I will not allow you to go back.” Riley's hands were trembling with panic. The fear was obvious on his face.

“Lisa, they’re criminals! What if something bad had happened? What if that guy following you hadn’t gotten scared off?” “But he did,” I argued. “Because they were there. They helped me.” Riley shook her head, but she didn’t argue further. Instead, she asked the real question. “What kind of lawyer knows thugs like that? I mean, really knows them?” Riley crossed her arms, waiting. I knew she wouldn’t let this go unless I told her. So I explained. I told her about JayJay, about how I had defended him when everyone thought he was guilty of murder.

With that said, I hung up and immediately dialed Weston's line. Once he picked after the seconds ring, I immediately went straight to the point. Rachel would be fucked once I get my hands on her. I will lead her on the way to hell. “ Yes, Boss.” Weston started. “ I need you to find the location of someone.” “ And who is it?” He asked. “ Rachel Jenkins and Lucas Brooks. They are trying to escape.” Once I ended the call, I waited few minutes for Weston to find them before hopping on my bike.

Richard chuckles not fazed that I was pointing a gun at him, we all know how crazy he is so it really doesn't surprise me. "Show me your hands" I say not giving in to the mind games I know he was trying to play, I've grown up and have been very well trained too. "Where's Riley, I thought you and him were like the non-criminal version of Bonnie and Clyde?" he smirks still not showing me where his hands were, I had the option to shoot but I would be shooting be to kill and we need him alive "was he the one that messed up your face, I thought I was the only one that was gonna do that" he sighs while I start to take slow and cautious steps towards him, I didn't need to rush into any of this.

Jessica's POV. As I paced the hospital corridor, anxiety gnawing at my insides, the door suddenly exploded open. I jumped, my heart leaping into my throat. A wave of police officers stormed in, their uniforms crisp and authoritative. Leading them was Allison Miles—my nemesis, my worst nightmare. She had returned, and she looked every bit the powerful agent I remembered. The officers fanned out, their presence overwhelming, as they began to speak. Their leader, a tall man with a stern face, addressed me directly. “Jessica, you are under arrest for multiple offenses, including but not limited to—fraud, assault, attempted murder, and illegal surveillance.”