Novel & Cerita The Novel And The Police

Before the police find me — or worse if he does. A woman is dead. A child is without a mother. I've made a mistake and now I need to RUN! END OF BOOK TWO

“This month, many people are missing. What is the motive for the kidnapper, huh?” “Are you sure they were kidnapped?” “You don’t see the news? The police have already said that they were kidnapped because there was no way they could run away from the house, right?” “That’s right, they must have been kidnapped.” Kanya could not stop thinking about the conversation between the two people. She also already knew the news. “Why? Are you worried? The police still couldn’t find them. But I’m sure that they will return safely.” “I hope so.” “Let’s just choose books. Don’t think too much of it. By the way, how about your novel?”

3RD POV: It was judgment day for all as the police officers were moving from mansion to mansion, at least two mansions. The police had arrested Jenny and her men, meanwhile Jenny's brain kept replaying her killing Nathaniel all over again. She couldn't believe she did that, she kept staring at the police officer's gun on his waist and debated if she should take it and kill herself or not. “I need to kill myself, so I can hurriedly join Nathaniel and apologize.” She said to herself but luckily or unluckily, the policeman who was standing right in front of her cell, got a call and left.

***** DAY 18 The common law, it was, the cops, protective and preventing crimes--just like London. good metropolitan police men, when they took up the decition to investigate a case--mostly depending on how vulnerable the victim, the severity of the offense and the likelihood of the crime being solved. montoya moorman alone at burmon hotel, guessed rationally, failed to note that the chances of her solving tho crime was very slim. she predicted that that her husband had joined a cult..so had Roach, and Adult. she thought this through out the night at burmont and came up with no other conclusion.

"He's going to be disappointed. Ashamed. He'll probably disown me." "Probably." "But I can't control that. I can only control what I do next." Kenzie walked over and placed a hand on Nelson's shoulder. "Then let's go." --- The police station was a grey, unremarkable building in the center of the city. It smelled of stale coffee and floor cleaner. Officers moved through the halls with the weary efficiency of people who had seen too much and were underpaid to care. Nelson stood at the front desk, Kenzie beside him.

They must have tracked me down. It seems this is the end for me, I thought, my mind racing with uncertainty. I didn't know whether to stay hidden in the house or approach them, given the dilemma unfolding before me. I remained still, frozen on the marble floor, my legs trembling beneath me. Noah's POV Just as the police arrived with their vans and cars, they attempted to barge into Drake's mansion. In an instant, those trying to force their way in and the six other guards with me aimed our guns at each other.

The policeman to his left, with a full mustache, replied before pushing Alina's head through the car top. I watched in amusement; this truly disproves the first impression theory. You never can tell a book from just its cover. With how charming he was that day we spent together on the streets of Paris, I never would have guessed he was an obsessive, deranged psychopath. As the first police car drove away with Alina, our eyes met. He looked angry. Angry that his plan did not just fail but that he was probably going to spend most, if not all, of his life in jail. I could still picture the shock on his face when Maria sent over the video recording to the police.

When the collar came off, it took a piece of my flesh with it. A police officer picked up my notebook, flipping through it with gloved hands. His expression grew darker with every page. Mom stared at the notebook. Then, like she'd gone insane, she abruptly lunged forward to grab it.

I learned a little to his right ear. “I’m not the weak little Clara anymore who you used as a mere puppet once. So get lost before I make you mute for eternity.’’ I whispered in a low voice and straightened my head once again. He gave me a death glare and released my collar. Then paid the bill and furiously stomped his way out of the bar. Hah, I can’t believe I won. I have to tell this to my big sister. ----------------------------------------- The Headquarters of the police detectives was in a total mess. Everyone was on edge because of the ‘might be a serial killer case. The chef was in an especially bad mood because of the constant pressure from higher-ups ups.

Geneva walked through her trembling feet and thinking what she have done to arrest her, While she's walking backward, she heard "Put a handcuffs of him," "Him?" she said, when she turned around she saw they arresting a man, A man who threw the gun at her a while ago, he was arrested by committing a crime nearer, One of the cops staring at Geneva while shook his head, Geneva smiles out of embarrassment with her hand's up, She looked at her arms and annoyed that it still up, she let cops leave first before she let her arms down,