Steve Mcgarrett Novels & Stories

“Are-Are you okay?” I don’t miss the suspiciously curious gleam in Darius’ eyes, but I don’t truly have enough time to dig into his brain at the moment. I cough, trying desperately to clear the liquid from lungs. Silver City Moon pack? Did she really just say that? “I’m sorry. Did you just say Silver--” “Mhm, hired on behalf of Alpha Idris Warrick by…” Maggie’s eyes quickly dart to the screen. Her eyes swing back and forth as she reads. “Looks like his brother, Maverick Warrick.”

“He refuses to speak. When emergency services arrived they found him under the dead man with a shot in the arm at close range and the owner of the house pointing him with a shotgun.” A white man in his fifties, bald and with a mustache, wearing a suit and overcoat, entered the house. He was Captain Steven Mulligan, Director of the Homicide Unit and boss of Mark and Doris. He looked around and then the corpse on the floor. “And, what do you tell me?” He asked, while Mark got up again, taking off his gloves. “Something tells me it wasn’t a robbery that went wrong,” said Mark. “I knew you would say that,” Doris chuckled.

"The FBI gave me these spiffy duds. If any law enforcement shows up asking for me, give me a ring first." "Nyilas...from Burnham? I read about that," Steve seemed bemused. "The day shift Assistant Manager is from Burnham too." How wonderful, I thought sarcastically. Steven sensed my waning interest. "Your keycards, Sir - Cáel and my sympathy for your loss." "Steve, never miss a chance to tell your loved ones how you feel," I took the cards. "That is my biggest regret with my Dad. I didn't think about it the last time we talked."

Anika’s P.O.V “D-delete that!” Steven struggled to get up from the floor as he stared at Gustav with his eyes as wide as saucers. “Delete that…now!” “Oh, this?” Gustav placed his phone inside his jacket pocket. “Nah! I don’t think I will. Unless, of course, you’re offering to suck my dick.” Steven gagged upon hearing that and back up further into a corner. But Gustav wasn’t done yet. He knelt in front of Steven with a menacing smile. “I almost forgot to introduce myself. I’m Sherriff Gustav Bernard, from the Sapphire Mountain PD.”

Steve roar in high pitch. Today, officer Jack invited Steve to his office, only to disappoint him. The entire police department couldn’t able to find out any single information about Sky neither in LA nor in any other city. Because of Steve Edwards’ pressure, they appointed several informers, but all they got is a disappointment. That's why they conclude she is not from their country, but from some show up from some foreign country. After listening to his analyzing excuses, Steve clenched his fist and suppress his urge to punch him hard because it will consider as violating the law.

Tony, his voice strained with worry, responded, "At this moment, does it truly matter if we're relatives? Please, we implore you to share how Steve is doing." Understanding the urgency of their concern, Dr. McCarthy cleared his throat before delivering the news. "Fortunately, the fracture in Steve's right leg was not as severe as initially feared. With proper care and rehabilitation, he should regain full mobility within a few months." A collective sigh of relief swept over Jeremy and Tony, their tense shoulders easing momentarily. However, Dr. McCarthy's next words dampened their spirits. "Regrettably, there are indications of possible brain damage. Further tests are needed to confirm, but

The police chief shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “We received a formal complaint—” “I don’t care about the complaint,” Steve interrupted. “This is a personal vendetta by the Winters. You’re holding an innocent woman.” The chief hesitated. Steve leaned forward, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “I suggest you release her. Now.” The chief swallowed hard, recognizing the weight of Steve’s influence. After a tense pause, he finally nodded. “Very well, Sir. We’ll process her release.” Within an hour, Serena was walking out of the station with Steve by her side.

Ben said with a frown. "I AM the US Army!" Hargrave barked angrily. "No, no you're not." The three men turned to see a grey haired flat top approaching with a grim look on his face. "Sorry Ben, I couldn't stand to hear someone bad mouthing an organization I love." Jack said and Ben nodded. "Who the hell are you?" Hargrave growled. "Master Sergeant Jack McGovern, US Army, retired." Kendricks had a surprised expression on his face but he nodded to Jack which drew a scowl from his boss who turned to Ben.

I ask while they’re checking to see if the restraint is tight enough. Emily pulls away from me and her body shudders, “He broke in. We have no idea who he is,” She starts crying again, “He said he was here for me.” Thaddeus hands me an ID card. It says Steve Santiago. “He’s ex-marines. Do you know who he is?” he asks. “Why would I know who he is?” I respond, my anger visible as I clench my jaw. “You think I had something to do with this?”

Because they think life will not be beautiful if all humans hold grudges and do not forgive each other. After Anna was born, Steve began to serve in the military. He was forced to leave his small family for two years, while undergoing military service Steve got a lot of information about jobs and careers that he could try, one of which was to become a police officer. After completing his mandatory military service, Steve underwent a series of tests to become a police officer. Steve's hard work finally paid off, he managed to escape and become a Policeman. After Anna was 4 years old, Jasmine Stewart followed her husband's steps to become a police officer.