Riverdale Sheriff Keller Novels & Stories

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.

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?”

He didn't move away, but his breathing became shallow. ​"We are live in three, two..." Helen signaled. ​The face of a well-known sports anchor appeared on the digital monitor in front of us. ​"We are breaking live to the Kendrick mountain estate," the anchor’s voice boomed through the speakers. "Chicago Iron captain Rhys Keller is on the line with his new fiancée, Sasha Miller. Rhys, the hockey world is in absolute shock. Walk us through this sudden announcement." ​Rhys forced a calm, measured smile onto his face. The transformation was immediate; his aggressive training persona disappeared, replaced by the charming, media-trained franchise star.

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?"

His car was stopped by a green policeman who seemed very tired from having to deal with dozens of journalists who were very stubborn. "I'm the lawyer for Calvin McAdam, the killer on the run." Before the policeman asked him to take out his ID, he immediately showed it right in front of the green policeman's tired eyes. He didn't expect more obstacles to meet Richmond. “Who would you like to meet, sir? The station is currently in chaos. I'm just doing my job." The cop was apparently quite aware that his question was causing an uneasy feeling in Rick's mind. “Richmond Shelter. I was informed that Richmond Shelter conducted the investigation this morning into Judge Hazel Hayes' apartment."

Kendall shakes his head. “Yeah I guess he gets to live now, there was a plan for him too, but I guess he gets to live,” Kelvin smirks. “Are there more killings planned?” Craig asks. Kelvin has some confidence back, “Yes.” Everyone shifts uncomfortably in their chairs. “Take him back to his cell,” I command. Ralph complies but looks torn. “That can’t be the same kid who taught Kenny to ride a bike,” Kendall buries his face in his hands.

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."

The voice of Esther Vaughn, administrative assistant and dispatch for the Stone County Sheriff's Office - definitely not an angel - echoed through the air duct to where Xander was just shutting the back door of the building. At the sound of it, the nagging headache throbbing behind his eyes ratcheted up a notch. If the beauty shop was already talking about Kennedy's return, it was only a matter of time before he started getting harassed about it. He wasn't in the mood. His sleep had been interrupted to take a call about a prowler skulking around Elvira's Tavern at two in the morning. The prowler had turned out to be a bear digging through the dumpster out back. By the time Xander had made it

Karen and I, including Johndale, were assigned to keep an eye on New Orleans but we have no concrete explanations for our bi-monthly report. It seems that this year could have been the hardest for me working as a werewolf guardian. I am just hoping Johndale could have his. We are a team after all. Meanwhile, Jackson and I were walking around the school campus when we saw his dad, the Sheriff, talking to Karen's dad in the office. Jackson quickly became curious and decided to ask me to use my sense of hearing to listen in on the Sheriff and Karen's dad's conversation. My wolf initially hesitated, but after Jackson assured me that it was only for information-gathering purposes, I relented and