Novel & Cerita Riverdale Sheriff Keller

she stopped, her eyes wailing again. “It's fine, Kelly. Don't cry no more,” as he finished talking, his phone buzzed and he picked it from his pocket. “Ryder,” he whispered before answering the call. “Hello, Ryder.” “We've got his location sir and we're onto him as we speak,” Ryder's voice came out strong as he informed. “Once you get hold of him, call me. I want to teach that bastard a lesson,” he said. Mara, Wilson and Emily were sitting outside a coffee shop, sipping some brew, juice vand having a relaxing mother and children moment.

EPISODE 1: PROLOGUE Riverdale High, a prestigious academy nestled in the heart of the town, was a place where kids were transformed into their best versions. The school's imposing structure was a blend of modern and ancient architecture, with sprawling gardens and mysterious statues that seemed to hold secrets of their own. My parents, John and Rita, were among the founding members of this esteemed institution, and their legacy destined me to follow in their footsteps.

I inform Kyrah. "I'm not surprised you already made a friend here. Let me see if I can get you to talk to the sheriff," Kyrah says and she approaches an officer nearby. "Excuse me, is the sheriff around? I need to talk to her. Sheriff Claire Mendoza, that is." I hear Kyrah say. "And who are you?" The male officer adjusts his posture as he takes a sip of his steaming coffee. It smells so good that I want to grab it from him. Too bad he's standing too far.

The van pulled up, and the moment the officers climbed out, Rhea practically jumped into their arms, launching into her performance like she’d been practicing all week. “Officers, thank God you’re here!” she wailed, pointing at me with shaking hands. “That woman is a violent criminal. She slapped me, humiliated me in front of everyone, and tried to kill me. Look at my dress! Look at my hair! She ruined me!” Ken jumped in, nodding furiously. “Yes, yes! I saw it all! Arrest her immediately, she’s dangerous...” But the lead officer barely glanced at him. He turned to me instead. “Are you Mrs. Kelly?”

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?”

His face was older than Arthur Kendrick’s, but it carried the same cold, analytical expression of a man who managed a billion-dollar sports empire. ​"You look like your mother, Sasha," Thomas said, his voice flat and empty of any familial warmth. He did not look at me for more than a second. His eyes shifted immediately to Rhys, scanning his frame, tracking the stability of his right knee as Rhys walked across the room. "And you look like a liability, Keller. The federal marshal’s office issued a tracking order for your cell phone ten minutes ago."

She hasn't seen Draco all day but it’s not like she sees him everyday too. She stands at the cafeteria counter, “I would like the—” She is interrupted by a tap on her shoulder, noticing the hush that suddenly falls upon the normally loud cafeteria. Raven quickly realises why when she turns around to be met with two police officers, one of them pulling out his badge, “I am officer Tanner and this is my partner, officer Sloan. We have some questions for you concerning the disappearance of Scott Rivera. ”

"Nothing, all that difficulty getting some information and he's just someone that made it to the force six months ago." I glanced at the picture of the red-haired Riverdale. "So you are saying, some dude just went straight to being ranked in the Riverdalean forces, and he has nothing on him? No criminal record?" Chekov shrugged. "It's either that or he's a very good liar. Should I keep watch of him?"

As he passed by his men, he nodded slightly and said, "I will contact you later." The man watched the backs of Brodie and Joselyn as they left, listening to Jaime still grumbling. He said, "That person was Brodie Keller." Jaime angrily said, "I don't care who he is!" The man said, "You must not be from around here. Do you know the Keller family in Lochcliff? He was the heir of the Keller family, a world-renowned cardiac surgeon. I hope your family doesn't have any heart problems. If you ever have the chance to seek Professor Keller, you won't have the same attitude as today."

"Tell me the truth, I'm I really thinking too much or I'm right? They've met before and are pretending not to have, right?" I noticed her awkward stare and sighed. "Please tell me he didn't kill anyone." "He didn't, he just messed things up for Drexa." Keller said and I widened my eyes. "He doesn't just stop. I he's five hundred years old, why does he have to go around causing trouble like a teenager!" I grumbled and stared at him smiling at whatever Mia said. "He was careful not to kill anyone, Rebecca. Besides, he said his sister would know he was the one." Keller continued and I nodded.