Paraskepite- Chapter Seven
"ma'am i'm detective namer, fallen river city police department. i understand you were attacked. could you please tell me what happened?" "i have a client named margarett who comes for weekly readings.
On the Case
You are my wife, not a detective." "w-what? y-your...wife?"
Dog City: Case Closed
"what do your detective instincts tell you about that?" i whined, leaking against the base of her tail. "those aren't the instincts i'm listenin' to at the moment." "don't put it in me just yet."
What You Don't See Coming
Why did Crossroads City have a good dosage of crazies? I asked myself that each time a less-than-stable denizen stumbled into the coffee shop,...
Paraskepite- Chapter Nine
"joseph namer, he's a detective with you guys." rachael said and the pain seemed to be going away. her thoughts seemed to be clearing and she realized it was detective namer that asked her to surrender cosma to animal control for tests.
A Ruined Birthday Party
My latest case involved a ruined birthday party, an obsessed divorced father, and a supposedly air-tight alibi. The client came to me early in the morning, just minutes before Danny's Boulevard of Books &...
Paranormal detective agency - The meeting
# paranormal detective agency ## the meeting the sign of a good hustle isn't the believability for the average joe: it's the gullibility of the people you can reach. heh, and our hustle is coming along nicely.
Paraskepite- Epilog
Epilog Life returned to normal and a new topic for the media to exploit fill in now that they no longer promoted Mad Cow Disease. The parasite vaccine was quickly distributed and no one knew what it was really used for or what it was made of....
Shattered Episode1: From hell to heaven, and back
As I'm struggling with first person writing, I decided to start a new story. And I'm somewhat pleased with how this first small opening has formed. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was...
[Detective Thursdays] Egg on Your Face
#5 of detective thursdays nine a.m. that morning found me, still a bit damp around the edges thanks to the rain, at camela's on fifth and bay. i gave uki the day off. i sat at the dinner's counter, a cup of deep red tea steaming in front of me.
The Vaudevillian Inn [Commission]
This included detective wylett, a veteran who branson half looked up to, half despised.
Masters Scent
Work, back when he was only detective alex.