Riverdale Sheriff Keller Novels & Stories

- The landline rings, shaking River out of his mental ramble as he rummages through emails on his laptop. He stands, then walks towards the table to pick up the phone and glances at the number on the screen, baffled by the thought of who could be calling. “Hello?” River rests the phone against his ear, unaware that his day was about to change. “Hello, Mr. Kennedi, this is Grace Keller from Black & Co.” the woman’s voice chirps on the other end of the line, and River’s brows scrunch up in limpid bafflement.

CHAPTER SEVEN- THE KISS A growl escaped Killian’s lips as he closed in on the couple obliviously dancing to the sound of the lively music. “Kendra!” Well, he’ll be damned. Of all the wolves present at the gathering that his Beta could have danced with, she had to go and pick the one that he hated most, Tyrone Riverdale. Alpha of the Riverdale Pack, who took great delight in causing mischief and encouraging excessive violence among his wolves.

Zachary turned around and said, “Kayson, this is the mayor of Clouspring, Mr. Shore!” Kayson was astonished. He hastily stood up and greeted him respectfully. Mr. Shore was a gentle-tempered person. He chuckled and said, “There’s no need for formalities, Dr. Ewell. Is this the young Dr. Yarde? I heard so much about you but seeing is believing. “Thank you for taking the trouble to treat Chief Rivera today, Dr. Yarde. Chief Rivera is the man who performed deeds of valor to ensure Skyriv’s peace.

Not only that, the men he sent to capture Rebecca got beaten up badly on top of returning empty-handed. Being the son of the master of Mahayan Pavilion, he could not accept the humiliation. He had brought his men to Starsphere Media and released all his anger on the boss. "Mr. Billy, I have no idea where she is now. If she has done anything to offend you, I'll apologize on her behalf," Keller begged while kneeling down. His full name is Keller Dolan. He was the boss of Starsphere Media. Keller felt utterly wronged. He had never committed any mistake, yet he was still beaten to a pulp.

asked Brick curious. "Dale Fisher," replied Sheriff Tillman. Brick seemed to know the man due to the expression on his face. Dale Fisher was the sheriff of the second to the last town they had ridden through after bringing in a collar at another Sheriff's behest. "I'm listening," replied Brick as he turned his attention to the case file. "Former local thug's name is Darren Hiller," said Sheriff Tillman. "Son of a bitch is wanted for attempted robbery and the near-fatal beating of his battered wife Michelle while she was pregnant with his now dead third child."

13. The Commons Trailer Park Ellen Danvers opens her trailer’s screen door and smiles sadly, as if she’s expected me this whole time and has been wondering what’s taken me so long. “Evening, Sheriff,” she whispers. “What can I do for you?” For a moment, the absurdity of my intentions strikes me speechless. We’ve gotten everything we can from Ellen. She’s got no more information to give, past her wild tale. So why am I here?

He’d just picked up the phone when the main door opened again, and the Beta of a local pack entered, holding several papers in his hand. “Hey Sheriff. Glad I caught you and not someone else. I need to report a rather disturbing incident. We have it handled…” the Beta stopped dead in his tracks when he caught sight of Kiera in the corner. Soaked to the bone and covered in mud, debris, and blood.

Detective Rivera panicked on the other end of the phone. "Adrea, Kelsey would like to see you, come over immediately," the intruder commanded. "Yes sir," Detective Rivera replied promptly. The world stopped spinning. What the actual fuck was going on?

Charlie blinked. “Sir?” River glanced over his shoulder. “Her date. Name. Family. Anything I should know.” Charlie cleared his throat. “Caleb,” he said. “Last name Miller. Junior. Football team. No priors. Average grades. Parents divorced. Lives with his mom.” River turned fully now, eyebrow lifting. “You already ran him.” “It was relevant,” Charlie said evenly. River huffed a quiet laugh and returned to his desk. “Good work.” He tapped the tablet once, then looked up again. “And you?”

It's one I don't want and I refuse to give back to her. As I take my place at the front, I give a little wave to the members of the LSERT present today. "Hey, I'm Tucker Williams, and I'm the K-9 trainer for the greater northern Alabama area, as well as being a K-9 officer." I clear my throat, letting my gaze fall onto Karsyn.