Best Served Cold

by Krystal Mossbarger “What do you have?” Detective Loughty asks when he enters the room. What I have is a stomach threatening to ruin my career. The grotesque scene surrounding us is my first case since being promoted to detective. I attempt to adopt Loughty’s casual attitude; he looks as if he’s attending a partyContinue reading “Best Served Cold”

Keeping Count

by Jennifer Meade (A beat cop wrestles with the haunting memories of lives he didn’t save while adding another loss to his list.) The signature on the bottom of the Incident Report is barely legible, it’s consonants jagged with my exhaustion. Tap, tap, tap goes my pen at the end of the Y, beating aContinue reading “Keeping Count”

Nightfall

By Kevin Reigle Red and blue police lights reflected off the frosted store windows. The snow glowed from the moonlight as it fell on the city park. Onlookers stood behind the yellow police tape near the gazebo, intently watching the officers examine the body. Flashes from the crime photographer’s camera made the crowd uneasy asContinue reading “Nightfall”

Following a Shadow in Tehran

By Danial Haghighi Officers encountered them first in the security cameras, according to the inspectors and detectives that were assigned to the case. The surveillance cameras were positioned at the building entrance. The recorded footage showed images of eleven tall, wide shouldered men calmly entering the complex. Their faces appeared relaxed, confident and certain asContinue reading “Following a Shadow in Tehran”

Safe Cracked: The Peruvian Cob Caper

By Russell Guenther It was another busy Monday morning at the San Diego County Superior Court. Sheriff’s Detective Rogelio Santana didn’t arrive back in the station until well after lunchtime. “Back from the murder trial?” Deputy Hayes, Santana’s former patrol partner asked. “​Puto​,” Santana said. “What’s that, Roger?” “What kind of asshole kills his ownContinue reading “Safe Cracked: The Peruvian Cob Caper”

Captain Odike Reads His Newspaper

By Mark Cassidy In his office in the Elembe Police Division compound behind the Oil Mill market on Ikwerre Road, Captain Odike sat down at his desk and stirred a handful of crumbled McVitie’s digestive biscuits into his milky tea while he opened the newspaper brought for him by his sergeant. Outside the window atContinue reading “Captain Odike Reads His Newspaper”