Sheriff Keller Riverdale Novels & Stories

Well, he has to think twice or more. They went out of the car and Jace gave his key to the valet. Every hotel workers inside greeted them or more particularly, Jace. “Good Afternoon Mr. Keller! I’m the new manager here, I’m Joey Brentwood and this is Liam Herring your butler Sir!” “Okay then! Can you guys arrange to pick up my girlfriend stuff in her hotel room and bring it on my place?” Arianne scrunched her nose in annoyance upon hearing him addressing her as his girlfriend.

"……with the killer still unknown and running wild, why does it look like the police is doing nothing about it? The town is in total unrest" "right? A picture of the proposed killer with just his back view on the front page of every newspaper, sounds like a joke to me!" "Riverdale's local police gets a chance to prove itself and this is all they've got? pathetic I tell ya" "Who's in charge of the case again? Detective Rom----"

It felt more like he was scared of something Killian might have known… As soon as the lecture ended, Killian was swallowed by a crowd of businessmen eager to talk to Blair Digital's CEO, while I used that moment to find a quiet corner and do a little bit of research on Ryder Phillips. The first that popped up were the things I had already known. Ryder Phillips was the son of former District Attorney Maverick Phillips. Ryder had a year older brother, Riley Phillips, who also went to Flower Hills Private High School.

She asked him. Skylar shook his head from the other side as he spoke. "Good. If the officers are willing, then they can carry it out now in the presence of Mr. Carlson here. Don't worry about anything and just tell the truth, okay? And we will take care of the rest." River Sterling in her corporate mode was the sexiest thing on the planet. I had always chastised myself when I thought of her that way - when I got hard looking at her take over whole business conversations.

- The landline rings, shaking River out of his mental ramble as he rummages through emails on his laptop. He stands, then walks towards the table to pick up the phone and glances at the number on the screen, baffled by the thought of who could be calling. “Hello?” River rests the phone against his ear, unaware that his day was about to change. “Hello, Mr. Kennedi, this is Grace Keller from Black & Co.” the woman’s voice chirps on the other end of the line, and River’s brows scrunch up in limpid bafflement.

Our eyes met before the helicopter rose from the green field. Gritting my teeth, I tried to open the door. I cursed, realizing it's still locked. Damn it! *** Damien's POV "Rad Keller will be summoned to the precinct later for questioning. The doll he gave to Darya has a bug." I nodded at Duncan, not lifting my eyes from the screen of my laptop. I've been researching Rad Keller's properties and he has three vacation houses. Dad was right when he told me the plane ticket was a distraction. It wasn't him who took the flight that day. It was his assistant who represented him at the banquet.

On top of that, he was friends with Khloe and Nick, which suggested a solid character. By chance, Michelle and Ralph had started chatting. Michelle's friends happened to attend the same university as Ralph, and soon they were laughing and talking as if old friends. Mrs. Keller watched the two of them and felt her hopes rising—there was potential here. She quietly tugged on her husband's sleeve. Mr. Keller caught on and discreetly called Khloe aside. "Is Ralph single?" "I'm not sure, we'll have to ask him…" Hearing Mr. Keller inquire about Ralph's personal life, Khloe immediately understood their intentions.

“Ruben, is it?” Ruben didn’t reply. “Yes, I’m sure of it,” Keller said. “Ruben Ramirez. I remember you. You were an associate of Damon Sharpe’s.” Keller smacked his gloved hands together. “It’s a small world sometimes, isn’t it?” The smile on Keller’s lips evaporated. “It’s too dark in here for my liking. Turn around slowly and come out of the cave, Mr. Ramirez. If you try anything, Javier here will gun you down without blinking twice. Hell, without blinking once, probably. Isn’t that right, Javier?”

Patty asked defiantly. “Him,” Dom replied, pointing his glass of alcohol at the TV screen. The kids looked at the police officer on the screen. “That is the newly elected County Sheriff Kenneth Carter who has spoken out about cracking down on violence in the Hartvale municipality, particularly the South Hartvale Districts,” Beta Sonia explained to the children. “Violence in South Hartvale?” asked Patty. “We’ve been voted happiest District for three years running.” “The new sheriff is a North boy, isn’t he?” Allen asked.