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PART ONE: I love my car. I said to myself as I make my way to work. I'm driving a Nissan Juke, this truly is a chunky beast. A monster of a car that makes you think your the king of the road.
Chapter three About ten minutes later when I'd finished packing, I heard a banging ok the door 'Carly, you can come out now. Another officer has taken Joe to prison.
#Opussweeklychallenge Officer: DCI Spanx and Sergeant Spandex Report no: 12309 Date: 12/11/2012 Time: 21.22 hours Suspect: Nicky Knickers Crime: Committing an offensive act against...
Nine AM. Nine AM, and already the sweat was running down Anderson's back. He loved his old Volvo, but by god he needed to get his A/C fixed.
Prologue. Everybody lies. It's a right of passage that men, women and children have to go through to become wiser. As we get older, we tend to see lying is no good for no one who comes across it.
#thinline He went inside, Sarah wasn't back from the toilets so he took his seat and downed the rest of his pint.
#thinline #acorn (chap2 being created) Today was Peter's 49th birthday so he had decided to give himself and Sarah the rest of the day off.
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-This is part two of the super hero diary I started. This part is not in diary form as it is a new character being introduced.
Smooth, tanned skin on show; feminine bodies entwined with cold metal. Every muscle feels the rhythm of the music, moves in time, sending on-lookers into a lust-filled trance.
A knock at the door stirs her from her slumber, and a rather pleasant dream also.
Chapt 6, part 2, When it finally did, he looks at me with sparkling eyes and says, 'You ok?' I nod even though I know I'm not.
Not all people missing from homes are 'missing.' Take tonight for example. First job of the night is a report that a girl is 'missing from home.' Briefly, this girl argues with parents quite a lot.
Brandy leaned up against the wall, one foot raised, the sole of his shoe pressed against the brick.
Anderson was flush with excitement. Why hadn't he thought of this sooner. It was staring at him in the face the whole time. He hated himself for not thinking of it sooner.
The post-mortem examination had been carried out with great difficulty.
"So, what we got on the victim?" I inquired, eager to get a grip on the case "32 years old. His name is Alex Rogers. Works as a librarian. Perfect record, never done anything against the law.
Off we went, hunting down the scene of the murder. As we sped past road after road, my heart was thumping. I knew that this case was going to be big.
Detective Larson loved this part. After the 'John' had been booked and processed, it was effectively his job to scare the living Jesus out of them, in hope that they weren't caught curb crawling...
7:30am... As Janet was walking into the post office, she saw something. Something that immediately filled her heart with grief.
The call comes in that a man in the local takeaway is being beaten by two men. When i get there its all over.. One man is being helped back to his feet by passing public.
0100hrs, Lady calls to report her 19 year old son missing.. On arrival i knock on the door and am greeted by 'have you found him?'. No madam, i reply. I haven't taken a report yet.