Narrative Essay On Criminal Justice

I look at the wooden door opposite of me, I walked towards it and pulled the iron door handle and walked towards the dark abyss before me as I once again head out to challenge the

It was a cold October night when I first heard of Fortunato’s case, I was very amused at the thought of someone doing something so unhuman to a person. I guess some people can’t control their actions, but then again those people belong in a mental institution. This case in particular was very peculiar because it had gone five years without being solved. It was about a week ago when our department heard about this case, it wasn’t long before the case landed on my hands. I am after all the best detective in this state something to be proud of course. Going out to the other side of the world to solve a case was something I had never done before but this case was overdue and someone had to do

kill you and your family if you try to run or make a noise. When she heard that she didn't

When Stephanie reached the highway she drove right past the sign that was labeled “Sacramento” because it was covered by a bush. The next morning she was reported missing from work and the first call was made to inform Jo-Allyn Brown, Stephanie’s mom. Jo-Allyn called everyone possible; friends, family, relatives but everyone said they hadn’t seen Stephanie for days so she decided to notify the authorities. This case was first assigned to Deputy Stanley Acevedo. The first step to solving a homicide crime is to interrogate.

She just lay there, appearing to be sleeping but I looked down at her neck and moved a curly lock out

“Yeah this morning he screamed and said there was a monster in his closet. It scared me out of my skin. Well I suppose he’ll just grow out of it, right?” She asked him, biting her lip

“Well. like I was telling your Chief, we’re investigating a series of home invasions turn child abductions. They might relate to some child abductions a few years ago and I believe that your John Doe might be one of the victims. He may be able to help us solve this.” I reply while looking directly at Doctor Alba.

I was out of the dimly lit room and on my way to kill my fiancé as soon as the last of her demand left her

I pulled back the covers, yanked myself out of bed, and dressed quickly. Then I sent a text message to Salem, telling her to meet me at our office, and got in my car to head there myself. Salem was a girl I had met on one of my first cases. I had saved her life, long story short, and she came back a few months ago saying she wanted to help me. Turned out she was really good with computers. We had been working together for a few months now, trying to solve my case as well as solving a few others.

“Yes!” Evan continued to cry out. “It’s that nut case from the news, the one who shot all those cops, he’s in there.”

Lina didn’t know now to reply to this. “I hope the police do find out who it is. Dad, who do you think it is?”

“Were putting him in jail for a long time and he wanted you to know.”

“It’s okay,” I begin after rubbing circles on his back. “I know it doesn’t seem like it, but it will be. Maybe tomorrow, or maybe next week or maybe in a year, but one day, it will be okay. You will get through this.”

Three hours later, they came back to my office and asked me to examine some evidence they just collected. When we were done, they left again and came in the next morning having found the thief and his

Dead silence. I put down the phone and trembled. Will she ever forgive me? I put myself to the pillows on my bed desperately and wailed like a child. Suddenly, Aggie came into my room.