Cornerstone

Almost every other detective came to a similar conclusion before dropping the case." delarva spoke past the clear indignation in the detective's eyes, and the fear in the eyes of his partner.

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Just a walk in the Woods - Ep5

_I woke up and my treacherous mind pulled me right back into where I had left off the previous evening. Sarah was still asleep on my shoulder and I didn't want to wake her so I just stared at the ceiling and let my mind go where it wanted, back into...

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Cry Me a Murder, Part III - a Strange Crunching Underfoot

**A Strange Crunching Underfoot** _Previously: In that moment, a loud scream rang out from somewhere inside the hotel, and we froze mid-sentence. It was a man__'s voice, but it wasn't the howl of a human in agony, or a desperate wail of sorrow; It...

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Cry Me a Murder (part eight): Mother Knows Beast

Some detective i had turned out to be. here i was, asking around and trying to ferret out the identity of the killer, while the solution had been in plain sight all along. there never was one murderer: everyone had been working together.

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Cry Me a Murder (part seven): Only a Scream Away.

Hotel Kisanti was without electricity. The lights were out, the whooshing of the ceiling fans slowed and rattled like the exhale of a dying man. The industrial freezers thawed, endangering the shelf-lives of a thousand dollars' worth of ice cream. The...

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Fallen Angels, Part Eight - Kisses From a Demon

Chapter Seven Kisses From a Demon Like a rare bubble of clean air can rise to the surface of a festering mire, a wave of clarity washed over my mind, if only for a second. _Please,_ I begged some uncaring god, _don't let me do this. I don't wish to...

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Fallen Angels, Part seven - See Daniel Run. See Daniel Kill

Chapter Six Desmond Crane was an impressive looking man in his late forties. His hair was gray around the temples, same color as his eyes. He wore expensive shoes and a cheap shirt two sizes too small. _He lives alone_, I realized. _Same as...

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Fallen Angels, Part six - Murder in Mind

Chapter Five Murder in Mind The tiny traveling _Circus Mascot_ was part circus and part freakshow, all mixed up. The performers traveled across the country to entertain towns large and small, with their acrobatic acts, freaks of nature and...

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Fallen Angels, Part five - Night is the time for Killing

Chapter Four Night is the time for Killing Inspector Quinn loves coffee. Cappuchino, espresso, cortado - just give him a decent cup of joe and he'll love it with a passion that makes you suspect him of being secretly French. Only, I don't have hard...

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Fallen Angels, Part Four - Can you Pet a Phantom Cat?

Chapter Three Can You Pet a Phantom Cat? The bottle of Bourbon was missing from Dr. Gill's office. When I arrived at the hospital, Quinn was staring intensely at the blank spot on the desk, as if he tried to make the bottle reappear by will...

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Fallen Angels, Part two - Falling From Grace

Chapter one Falling From Grace "Daniel?" "Speaking." "Quinn here." _Inspector Quinn?_I reached for the remote and put _Kind of Blue_on pause. Quinn is one of the few people outside of my family who knows about my unusual condition. He's also chief...

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Murder at the Speed of Life. (Part 4) The Wolf who Cried Boy.

"_You've dialed 9-1-1; what's the address of the emergency?"_ "_City of Oakfort. Not sure where."_ "_I'm afraid you'll have to be more specific than that, Sir."_ "_There's a church on one side and... I'm in some kind of shop."'_ "_You're calling...

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