Murder at the Speed of Life, part 2
V There is an average of five million car crashes across the USA every year. 30,000 of them are fatal, making up a total of 47,000 corpses because people don't like to die alone. Tonight, Chad Scanlon added to that statistics by ramming his rented...
A Journey Begun - Chapter 2 - The Daily Grind
Soon the vice desks are loaded with major cases, and all our detectives and officers are weighed down with all of them. life, though tough, is good. riggs and i have a bet going.
Why Me?
He notice that he was a phalynian "detective ohm. just so you know ahead of time. you'll likely be front page on both the local and galactic news. was it worth it?" "i'll be honest, it wasn't my intention.
Vector's Memoirs; The Chaotix That was (Part Ten, Epilogue)
Very few detectives could brag they've been the right hand of a drug lord, confessed or otherwise. i eventually dug up a copy of the headline where espio first spotted him...
Crimson on Copper - Excerpt from Inhuman Acts
It's a fantastic collection of noir stories by some very good authors, and very worth the read if you're into detective stories!
Vector's Memoirs; The Chaotix That Was (Part Nine)
I'm a detective. and in that spirit, i have a hypothesis to put forward." he paused, to enjoy the horror now forming on n's face. "... you weren't an only child, were you?"
Vector's Memoirs; The Chaotix That Was (Part Seven)
What i needed, was someone who knew what it was to be a detective, and wouldn't leave me hanging at a time like this, sans explanation.
Vector's Memoirs; The Chaotix That Was (Part Eight)
How many detectives could honestly say they hitched a ride on their client's back, with the wind in their face and their last worries fading behind them?
Murder at the Speed of Life, part 3
**VIII** I once shared a train with a guy who had seven people inside his head. He wore a pair of worn blue jeans and a faded T-shirt, and he talked to himself in seven voices. People talk to themselves all the time, but that don't make them crazy,...
[Detective Thursdays] For Sale
#8 of detective thursdays i was packing for the trip, wandering around my apartment picking things up, putting them down. as my paws rested on a picture of my academy class i turned and sat down with it.
Vector's Memoirs; The Chaotix That Was (Part Six)
Surely, less gifted detectives would give their right arm to have someone of his stock under their wing. but all good things come with a price; and his, i felt, would come back to bite me in the ass, if it hadn't started to already.
The End :: Squeal to Furnapped::
A detective walks into the room and smiled warmly to kilik. "i see you have finally awakened." the detective said. "how did...i get home...how long was i asleep?" kilk slightly panicked.