Roleplay Cop Novels & Stories

On the other hand, Nero is sitting opposite the cop, who is hell-bent on creating trouble for Nero. "Why are you after us so badly? What do want from us?" Robert demanded the cop, who is tied to a chair. The cop smirked at Nero, who is just looking at him with a blank expression. "Because I can. That is my duty. I am being paid to catch criminals like you" he pointed his finger at Nero. Nero shook his head with disappointment. "You should tell us the truth. The moment I begin interrogating you, you wouldn't be able to walk out of this warehouse alive. I gave you a chance. But you don't seem to like it" Nero said with a blank look.

Kira said "Let's just hope for the best" I said but I didn't think about it much because I hate to get my hope shattered "Well I guess it's someone's free day today" The cop said putting his hands inside his pocket like to bring something out "I guess they were right all along... Finally, I'll get some fresh air" I said to myself "Will you excuse me please, ladies? I've got some job to do?" The cop said facing Kira and Bianca "Yeah sure," Bianca said and they both moved a little now the cop was standing right in front of me staring as if he wanted to eat me up or something whicfoundfind fishy

He drums his fingers on the table, contemplating the truth. “I was just following a lead.” I blink, totally confused. “I'm a cop now.” he tucks his jacket to the side and I spot a badge sitting on his belt. Over the years I imagined Lucas as many things. A cop didn't come close. “That's…unique. So…is your lead in this cafe?” I raise a brow, grateful for the new topic. He shakes his head with a small laugh. “No…they're not. I stopped when I saw you. You walked right past me.”

This is for her and Maya's justice. "Thank you so much for cooperating, miss Rosell." "No. I should be the one to thank you. You saved us last night from that dirty old man. I'm so grateful for your response," she sincerely said to them. "We're just fulfilling our duties, ma'am. We'll go first. You can rest now." The cops left her room. She felt at ease now, knowing that Simon and his subordinates had been caught finally. He has been acting like a boss in that area, scaring people and extorting money from them. He has learned his lesson now.

I start to worry about when I am going to get my phone call so that I can call TENZ JER'SEY for help. My eyes flash back to the cop who is driving. His hair's perfectly mussed and it's dark, just like the leather jacket he's wearing, and I can see ink creeping up from his collar and along the side of his neck. He actually has pretty good taste in clothes—for a cop.

"Excuse me, sir," The cop said. "Do you live here?" "Y-yes." He choked out. "Are you Mr Bernard Holloway?" "Y-yes." "Good evening, Mr Holloway," The cop went on, his voice expressionless. "I was wondering if we could go inside and have a talk. My partner is waiting in there. With your daughter." "Y-yes." "Perhaps you'd like to park your car." "Y-yes."

The corpse was actually identical to this cop's personality. Same bald hair , height stature and everything that can arise a single drop of suspicion inside Axel. " perfect" Unknowingly these words escaped my mouth. Antonio could feel the pride about his plan, he actually came with a master plan.. No matter what, we can't stake the life of a civilian, and a cop, I can't even think about this. But why has Axel been so zaeolously anticipated for this Cops death? And had he been wanting to kill this man in particular, so that he tried to built master plan for this.

I had to fight back punching him in the face for it, but I also couldn’t blame him for being worried. “Yes, and the more we search, the closer we get” I said driving off. Blake shook his head and cursed me under his breath making me laugh. The two of us have been colleagues since I was assigned as a cop when I turned twenty-one. I was twenty-five now, and he was officially my partner.

The red faced man asked but stopped when he saw copler's face. “Hello….” “Who the fuck are you?” The man asked, looking irritated and Copler thought he saw another emotion he could call fear. “Can I see the owner of this place?” “Who the hell are you, motherfucker?” “Detective Copler,” he took out his ID and ashes in the man's face. “FBI.” Immediately, the man made to close the door, but He stopped him with his leg on the door. “I have a few questions to ask, and your cooperation will be needed.”

The cop was giving off anger vibes . "To be continued ? " "Yes ." Marc rolled down the window and took a deep breath . "Officer ? " "Jasper . Could you and your girlfriend please e step out of the car." "What did I do wrong ? " ©#KCMmuoe