The Big Game Criminal Minds Novels & Stories

Time seems to move in slow motion for Julie as she is pulled out of the house by Mona, the police arrive and so do the paramedics, their entire plan was a success except for one thing, Vincent. The entire plan was boarded around getting McCredie into the hands of the Feds. Gio had set the whole thing up, he knew the Feds were looking for McCredie, he was an international criminal wanted in almost ten countries but somehow managed to slip through each of their fingers. From South Africa to Russia, he was a criminal mastermind. They had all struck deals that stated that if they got McCredie, dead or alive, any criminal charges brought against them would be dropped. Their files would be sealed

He faced me by turning his chair around. The cruel enemy's name is Emir Alffiaco. He was a horrible man. When I say terrible, I mean awful. I'm talking about the kind of evil that involves prostitution rings and the exploitation of young women. To make my life a living misery, he is exploiting even the mafia. I will not stop seeking justice to ensure that he rots away in the deepest part of hell.

His eyes were red from crying. The makeup table was a complete mess. The only thing missing was the silver cuff links my father had left me. I looked at the makeup artist. "Are there security cameras here?" She lowered her head. "The cameras stopped working this afternoon." What a coincidence. I looked at Connor. "Please give my things back." Connor immediately burst into tears. "George, I really didn't take your things." "Then let's call the police." The moment he heard the word police, Connor's face turned white. He suddenly ran toward the wall and tried to slam his head into it.

Erwin Keller sat on a fur couch. Three young shewolves sat around him. They were my cousin, Madison Browne, my colleague, Cynthia Tyrell, and my best friend, Mikaela Gaston. They all had on revealing fur dresses, and they were all smiling as if eager to please him. "Back already?" Erwin glanced up. "Perfect timing. The game just started." I dug my fingernails into my palms. Over the past few months, Erwin had slept with every shewolf close to me just to watch me fall apart.

I nagged, tapping through my phone screen with force. “We have caught the criminal!” My mind shattered into a million unpickable pieces. I was doomed!

Hearing their support, Lucius became completely lost in his own power trip. He walked to the front of the stage and, facing everyone, declared in a booming voice: "By the authority of the Alliance Chairman, and invoking the ancient laws, I find the criminal Clara Winters guilty of promiscuity, deceit, and treason!" He paused, a cruel glint in his eye. "I sentence her and the bastard in her womb to—" Just as he was about to say the words "death by fire," a calm voice cut him off. "Wait." I slowly rose from my seat. My gaze swept across the hall, finally landing on his stunned face. "Chairman. Have you... forgotten something?"

" Are you telling the truth? That I am not just a monster who killed innocent people?" " No." I shook my head. " Even when your grandpa was under the control of the Business Association, we made sure he followed the exact protocol." I wiped my tears. " Thankfully, he used it on you." I smiled faintly. " We use mafias to kill the most wanted criminals." " If you still think you can't give up on your dream, maybe we can give you the same role here." I inhaled slowly. " The Mastermind of Criminal Defense. One of our security systems where the law allows a team of leaders to eliminate people responsible for great loss in society."

Even my eyes are drawn involuntarily to the board, my pulse picking up speed before I even see what he’s showing. A picture appears. A building. Not just any building, but a fortress. Ancient stone spiraling upward, curling into impossible heights, crowned with spires that seem to scrape the sky. Armed guards dot the perimeter with cold precision, each one a silent sentinel standing only a meter apart. Every detail screams danger, authority, control. “That’s the international criminal convention?!” Katie squeaks, her voice too high, too incredulous. “It’s a highly anticipated event,” Mr. Madden explains. “The most notorious criminals will try to get in. Imagine currying favor with the judge