Paraskepite- Chapter Four
"i'm detective namer," joseph said as he showed the man his badge and saw the man lean in close to get a good look at it. "jose rodriguez." he said as he rolled his r while saying his name.
Paraskepite- Chapter Three
Joseph was just happy being a detective it was enough "adventure" as far as he was concerned. "oh my way." joseph said and he rose and prepared himself.
Paraskepite- Chapter Two
"excuse me detective, but we need to get back to work. do you still need us?" alice asked. joseph noticed her gaze was on the body bag and he could almost guess what she was thinking. "if i have any more questions, i'll come find you.
Paraskepite- Chapter One
#3 of paraskepite chapter one detective joseph namer angrily drove a police cruiser to a new crime scene he had been called to investigate.
Paraskepite- Prolog
Prolog The cold night was unbearable as the air seemed to sink into clothing mading a person's skin feel like it was about to freeze. The temperature was typical for an average New England night in April, but knowing that did not make it any...
Paraskepite- description
Here is the first full story I've ever written.
Cry Me a Murder (Part Two) : The Shoe that Fits
I stomped towards the exit of the Oakfort police station with a plane ticket to Mexico in my pocket and the taste of sour bile in my mouth. "Damn you, Quinn" I cursed. I had a feeling the inspector had somehow manipulated me into going on this...
Murder at the Speed of Life. (Part 5) Mean Gene W24
"but you told me you were a detective?" "i never said i was a good one," i replied and left without his autograph. in a case like this, you look for cold-blooded competitors, money trouble or an ex with a deadly grudge.
Murder at the Speed of Life. (Part 2) Death Drove a Pontiac
He's a top detective and in remarkably good shape for someone homing in on fifty. but he's got a trick up his sleeve: quinn is a werewolf - at least, that is what he tells me.
Cry me a Murder (conclusion) Otherkin, my Demonheart
"and you're a better detective than they give your credit for," said slater, chuckling. his plan had worked, and he was quietly proud, almost satisfied that i had figured it out, because we both knew i could prove nothing.
Detectives Of Noire: The Twin Sister Slaying
''detective burrows, badge number 2745. i need you to find the address of one richard greenly.'' '' one moment please... the adress is 625 on 8th street, apartment number 7, detective.''
[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.