Zistopia: Inner City Blues Chapter 11
Though, for his credit, he does manage to live in a pretty nice part of it. the brownstones of lower downtown give way to the brick and stone low-rises of what was supposed to be highland terrace.
Zistopia: Inner City Blues Chapter 10
I'm no longer jane doe, anonymous female beat cop, but jane brooks, hero officer who took down a dangerous perp.
Zistopia: Inner City Blues Chapter 6
Not only does he not complain, he doesn't say a word at all. when i return to him, it's almost as if he never moved an inch. i collect what evidence i'll need, including photos and my street jacket before i plan our next move.
Zistopia: Inner City Blues Chapter 5
He does, however, see right through my excuse as if it's glass.
Zistopia: Inner City Blues Chapter 4
Chapter 4: Voices begin to sing out and camera bulbs snap and crack as the remaining force of police officers exits the building. The captain raises his hands above his head to gain their attentions, his antler-dominated silhouette towering above...
Zistopia: Inner City Blues Chapter 3
And you there, jane doe, you watch yourself. from him, and from us. dig?"
Zistopia: Inner City Blues Chapter 2
Then, maybe she says something wrong, or he does, and they argue. the argument gets too heated and he swings. maybe she hits back, maybe he just spirals down into baser instinct and hits hard. then harder. then the claws come out, followed by the teeth.
Zistopia: Inner City Blues Chapter 1
She does so wordlessly, and i begin to hurry up the stairs. i draw my radio from my belt and hold down the broadcast button as i round the stairs to the second floor.
The City of Lost Heaven: Chapter 25
He's been down there all yesterday and all today, doing whatever it is he does. now excuse me, i have groceries to put away."
The City of Lost Heaven: Chapter 24
He says he does and indicates an arcade down the street. he tells me there's a group of predators that hang out there day and night and always seem to cluster around his store's side alley at dusk.
The City of Lost Heaven: Chapter 22
He knows if he does that, he swallows the remaining tranquilizer. and maybe what happens afterwards will be tossed up to an accident.
The City of Lost Heaven: Chapter 20
He mustn't register anything like that anymore, or he does and it doesn't faze him. my gun and badge hang heavily in my coat, but i try not to let them tempt me. not yet, at least.