Wrapped Around Your Finger The Police Novels & Stories

I grabbed Sena’s hand so she’s close to me. “Your mouth is as foul as the squatter’s area that you came from,” I whispered to her. The policeman finally handcuffed me. Fuck, those people were definitely getting their death wishes. “Hey Mister Policeman, do you have a warrant?” it was Sena. “Miss, since you’re his accomplice… Handcuff her too.” “Hey, wait, wait!” Sena was avoiding the cuffs. I just kicked the man who dared to touch Sena and used my body to protect her behind me.

For one heartbeat I thought Aegis had found LyX burning a hole in my pocket and everything was finished but Micheal didn’t flinch. He caught my wrist in one smooth, unbreakable grip, yanked me against his chest. “Don’t,” he said, low and lethal, his lips brushing my ear. “Move.” His other hand was already moving, thumb flying across his phone. My panic spiked ;police, cuffs, prison.But the red washed away with a single silent command. Golden city light flooded back in.

It's the police. " We caught him!" 👮👮👮👮👮👮

"Do not let your anger get the better of you. Cooperate with the police." He took a step closer, lowering his voice so only I could hear. "Trust me. Something is about to happen." I searched his face, looking for any sign that he was lying or manipulating me the way almost everyone else in my life seemed to do. But all I saw was certainty. Confidence. And something that looked almost like anticipation. I took a deep breath and held out my wrists. "Fine," I said. The officer moved forward with handcuffs, and I felt the cold metal close around my wrists with a click that seemed unnaturally loud in the evening air.

Knock knock Check. "Good afternoon Mrs Zoku! Sorry for disturbing your time!" said the police after going inside. "That's okay, Mr. Police. As a good citizen, shouldn't I really help enforce the laws that apply to criminals?" "Yes, thank you, madam!" repeated the policeman, then looked at Robin. He immediately stood up and spread out his arms, surrendering himself without putting up a fight. Two other police officers immediately approached and put handcuffs on his hands. "Lerina, once again, please forgive Uncle!" he whispered sincerely before the police finally took him.

The more I thought about it, the more confused I became. Stassie POV The cold steel of the handcuffs bit into my wrists as the police officers led me down the dimly lit hallway. The echo of our footsteps bounced off the cold, concrete walls, creating a chilling symphony of dread that filled the air. I could feel their firm grip on my arms, their stern faces devoid of any sympathy. " Where are you guys taking me? I didn't do anything wrong." I said. “We have to do this, ma’am,” one of them said, his voice devoid of emotion. “It’s procedure.”

The unmistakable wail of police vehicles echoed in the distance, amplifying the tension that hung in the air. Vinnie’s heart raced as he realized the police were not just arriving; Detective Ling was leading the charge, her eyes fixed intently on the warehouse. A wicked smile crept across his face—she had taken the bait. Vinnie’s plan was working perfectly. Ling was walking straight into the trap they had meticulously crafted for her. The police storms into the warehouse, guns blazing, their shouts mingling with the cacophony of chaos.

Inspector Watson said, Under the cover of darkness, the police team surrounded the Cartel de Oro hideout. Felix, determined to see justice served, accompanied them. As they waited for the perfect moment to strike, tension filled the air, Suddenly, a gunshot rang out from inside the hideout, followed by a series of rapid exchanges. The police sprung into action, storming the premises. The criminals put up a fierce fight, but the officers were relentless in their pursuit of justice. In the midst of the problems, Felix managed to spot the notorious cartel leader, Lord Ronaldo, attempting to flee. Without hesitation, one of the cops and Felix chased him, their footsteps echoing through the narro

The girl carefully takes my hand and shakes it. "S-so... you love a police officer?" "Nice isn't it? How amazing is it for illegal shadows and emergency sirens to mix together?"

I respond in kind, taking his outstretched hand in a firm handshake. "He's back there," I say, nodding towards where I left that scum lying unconscious, and he signals to the policeman beside him, who nods and starts walking back there with a pair of silver cuffs in hand. "Be careful, he had a gun," I mutter. "Have a good one, Sheriff," I nod before turning away and slipping into the car. *** The road stretches ahead, dark and winding. Beside me, Willow is silent, curled into the passenger seat like she's holding herself together from the inside out.