Riverdale Sheriff の小説・ストーリー

“Carlson, you back here?” We both turned back to the path. It was Jerry West, the Sheriff of Mahigan County. A big, broad-shouldered country boy from Swedish stock. Close-cropped, white-blond hair and deep blue eyes. West liked to act like John Wayne but was usually pretty easy to work with and didn’t worry about politics as much as other sheriffs I’d known. I’d seen him at the funeral, but hadn’t thought much of it. He looked at me, then at James.

I wasn’t fighting like a ninja. "But, Mr. Mayor, we people need to say something." Suddenly one of the guys from the neighborhood voiced with his head low. The guard stopped on his way. I looked around and saw the hatred in the eyes of the people around me. "About what?" Xavier raised his voice, raised his voice. He didn’t turn to glance at the old guy, but I feared something bad was coming up. "Mr. Mayor, we know that the sheriff is looking for Derrell," he said, keeping his head low. Xavier was playing with his cufflinks again. That guy bothered me less than anyone else. Besides, I never knew they had a sheriff. We had a sheriff.

Arlen spoke. Seph stopped and it was only now that he remembered. That’s right… Raine came from the Riverside District which was a lawless and the most chaotic district. So, Raine has taught himself how to defend, and he even reformed not only the worst school – the Riverside High School, but he also improved the security and the lives of the residents in Riverside District. They are not clear how Raine did it, but the result can be seen. Raine is really an amazing person at such a young age.

the lieutenant ordered before splitting up with his sergeant. Rodney approached the young woman holding the leash of a Golden Retriever. She had called 911 earlier, making the Chicago Police Department's criminal division's night shift tense with a new murder case. "Good evening, Miss Moira Jackson. Allow me to introduce myself, I am Sergeant Rodney Bradford from the Chicago Police Department. May I ask you a few questions?" Rodney asked as he shook her hand sympathetically. "Good evening, Sergeant Rodney. Please, go ahead," Moira replied, her face feeling cold and frozen as the night grew late and she had been outside for several hours.

Okay, I basically screamed at him to leave me alone. The sheriff’s department had set up a makeshift command centre just outside the forest clearing. I watched from my window as Sheriff Daniels, a grizzled man with a face that spoke of years of hard living, scoured the scene. His furrowed brow and sharp eyes betrayed his growing frustration. He was convinced that the pack had a hand in the murders, and his gaze often lingered on our territory with a hint of suspicion.

Not so much now that he cut his hair. “Fuck, the women were bitching this morning, River don't want them leaving alone at night, imagine how After and Mercy took it. I'm on my way to the station, gonna talk to Sheriff Briggs. Someone reported an unknown vehicle yesterday coming through town, Deane checked it out and got the plates digits. Car's registered to some Grant Soares. Picked him up last night, apparently fucker got a wrap sheet to match all fucking wrap sheets.” I tell him. Deane is the deputy Sheriff in Kanla, had a thing for River's woman, the Prez shut it down.

I could also see that my 2 mates were also having a hard time controlling their anger and I had to go touch both of them so they could calm down. "What do you want here?" I viciously asked them but my anger was on the female who had been a cruel mother to my mate. "Riana that is no way to greet your long lost aunt Evelyn Rivera Wolfen and her husband Simon who was once your father`s bodyguard." I heard my mother scold me. Wait what...

Once completed, the mer will no longer suffer, but their mate would be permanently attached to them in exchange. Reed's phone buzzed in his hand before Darian could even formulate an answer, and Darian watched Reed frown before responding. “Mr. Crest?” A gruff voice came over the line. It was the local sheriff, a longtime friend of Reed's family. “There’s something you should know. I’m sending a couple of guys over,” the sheriff said. “Someone just called the police. Said something happened to his friend and cousin.” Darian's entire body tensed, and Reed's expression darkened, but he kept his voice neutral. "Who?"

Harry asked casually. "Good morning, Harry." Sheriff Marshall tried to peek behind the door, but Harry stayed at the door and opened it only wide enough for him to greet the sheriff. The sheriff was only a year younger than Aria's dad. They have known each other their whole lives since they both grew up in Clarke's Lake. Despite that, Harry couldn't trust him when it was about his daughter's life and future. "Is Aria still here? I just need to ask her a few questions?" Sheriff asked, still trying to look behind Harry.