Riverdale Sheriff Novels & Stories

Laura asked as Ruth grunted. "What do you kids think I am? I'm a trained police officer and a detective, I was trained for 10 years that's why I'm the sheriff at an early age like this. Though the mantle of sheriffship belongs to the Gilberts..." Ruth said and stopped as she gave them all a look. "Call my private emergency number," Ruth said and sniffed as Elena gave Peter a look. He nodded and called the emergency line as it responded immediately. ##"Hello, Sheriff Ruth here, state your emergency" the line responded as Laura's eye bulged.

Craig phoned Alrick as the Sheriff and his people left. Rachel claimed that they’d take care of the investigation. The sheriff needed to report to the State police who they’d resource and people in. Those people could cover up the breaches. Alrick knew he’d have to tell Jessie about the lab breach investigation. The sheriff or state police may still interview them. She’s not prepared for an interview. By now, they’re driving to the mine. “Jessie, babe, I got a message from Craig. I want to tell you about it. But you must promise me you will listen and not panic.” Jessie’s eyes left the road ahead of them. Once her delicate features looked at him.

By the time I answered, I stood in front of him. He'd gained weight over the years, and his face showed the wear and tear of decades on a small-town police force. Mason Belle didn't have a high crime rate, but the sheriff's job in this county went beyond just arresting criminals. He played counselor to misguided youth, peacekeeper to squabbling spouses, and charity organizer to families in need. "What are you doing out here after dark?" I was tired and not the least bit interested in having a conversation, but Sheriff Patton wouldn't think twice about getting in his cruiser and calling my dad to rat me out. "Like I said, looking for Miranda Adams." I sounded like a broken record.

Grant There was a chill in the air when I walked out of the rinky-dink small town police station. It was the second time I ever walked in there of my own volition, and I hated the way everyone’s eyes lingered on me—especially the sheriff. As far as he was concerned, I was still that same fourteen year old boy who used to break into the local convenience store after closing to steal snacks and shitty cheap beer with my brother. River had cleaned himself up, became a model citizen for Alex’s sake. As far as the village was concerned, the wrong Hawthorne brother had died, even if the police knew I hadn’t had a drop to drink the night we had our accident.

Inside, the air smelled of coffee and printer ink, and people in suits moved briskly through the hallways. “River Hale,” a voice called. River turned, a small smile tugging at his lips for the first time that day. “Liam.” The man walking toward him was tall, dressed sharply in a dark blazer, his badge clipped to his belt. His presence carried the kind of authority that only came from years in law enforcement. Liam grinned, pulling River into a quick, brotherly hug. “Long time no see.” River smirked. “You’ve been ignoring my calls.”

She's trying to destroy me! Tyler turned around and slowly walked toward Sylvia, who was trembling all over. The square fell silent instantly as everyone watched him. Just then, a voice boomed over the loudspeaker. "That's enough." The crowd parted, clearing a straight path. An elderly man dressed in a police uniform, with a golden insignia on his shoulder, walked up to the platform flanked by several officers. This was Peter Fields, the head of Rivervale's Police Department. He was the same man who had handpicked me from the police academy and sent me down the dangerous path of an undercover cop.

Lyle said. Sheriff Reid Clifton had been the local sheriff for a long time. He is supposed to retire at the end of the summer. His wife passed away a few years ago from cancer and he was going to move out of state to be closer to his daughter and grandchild. This sleepy little town had seen it’s fair share of speeders and drunk drivers, kids pulling pranks, and under age drinking, but in his time as an officer he had only investigated a handful of murders.

Swampville City was the largest and most scenic tourism city in Riverdale Province. “Swampville City!” When he heard that Winifred would be tagging along with Snow and the photography team for a photoshoot there, Tyr narrowed his eyes. He suddenly recalled something.

The killings continue however and the women and children become frightened mostly cause they are the ones being targeted. It’s been a week since the Sheriff died and the day of his burial has arrived. Haley and I attend the burial to pay our last respects. A lot of people come for the burial. Because Reverend Father Frank isn’t available, David has to conduct a mass for the Sheriff. When he is finished, he says a few words to us. “We all know what an amazing man the Sheriff was. It’s no secret that he loved this town unconditionally. When I first came to this town, he helped me settle in nicely. He took me out to drink then later that night arrested me for driving while drunk.”

She flew to the sky and the armies ran towards the city. It's the next day, at noon, the Elvers have been training non-stop, the sheriff has been informed about the revelations and she has taken it upon herself with a few other cops to inspect the borders into wales city closely, they have been inspecting for hours and there was nothing. Meanwhile Mr. Brown had organised a protest for the sheriff and Mayor to step down, still pained about his son's death. A few minutes later, multiple calls rang on the sheriff phone, about people dying suddenly.