A Short Story : A Story?

“Excuse me mam but I would like to explain what happened tonight and apologize for the behavior of one of my co-workers.” said officer James

In summary on November 12, 1984, Dethorne Graham, a black male suffering from insulin complications as a result of diabetes arrived at a convenience store to buy orange juice to help boost up his blood glucose level. Upon arrival at the convenience store, Dethorne Graham exited the vehicle being driven by his friend William Berry. Graham went inside and observed that the check out line was long. Worried about how long it would take to purchase the orange juice, Graham felt that it would be best to go to a friends house instead. Concurrent to these events, Officer Connor, of the Charlotte North Carolina Police Department was seated in his patrol car nearby. Officer Connor, having no knowledge

“Breaking News! During the afternoon of April 23rd, Dr. Phil Johnson was found dead in his office. The murderer is unknown, but luckily for us former detective Stan Walter, a good friend of Phil’s has taken the case into his hands. If you have any thoughts to who the murderer is please report it to the police. Back to you Alex!” The tv turns black and I look over to see who the culprit was and it was my wife Rosalind. “Honey, I know it’s devastating about your loss, but your food is getting cold. Now come eat.” “Ok” I respond, annoyed. At dinner my wife and I talk about the decision of taking the job as the detective for Dr. Phil Johnson’s death since he is my friend. Eventually, she gave in and let me go to my office.

They were at the police station. They were asked by an officer to come there while they were on the road. Jerry Colbert was one of them, he had often thought of things negatively, and was very naive. The other was his best friend Robert Terry, he was the exact opposite of Jerry, and was the positive and the compassionate one. Besides that, they got along very well. “Remind me again why we are here.” said Jerry. “You are here because you are a suspect for a punishable crime.” said Officer Sánchez. “What crime is suspected of him Officer?” said Robert.

“He saw our name on the sign out front and asked if you worked downtown at Howard’s Drugs. Immediately, he remembered you and the candy,” Margaret

In Sergeant Collin’s Office: “How did this miscreant get away with robbing the bank?!” said Sergeant Collins. “This licentious creature of the devil has no respect for anyone he comes across!” “Stay calm sir,” said the unflappable Detective Farthing. “There’s no reason to be so worried. This man is so nefarious, I’m sure we’ll have plenty of eyewitnesses that will recognize him.”

“I look forward to speaking with the officer. I am sure he will be grateful to get a full account of why I needed to follow you. I am sure he will be most interested. “ I clickety-clacked back to my truck and fumed all the way

Suddenly, Andrew recalled a few days earlier, “Wait a minute, Aunt Gloria came into the drug store and asked me to help her. “I asked if she could wait until I finished with the customer and I would help her.” A few minutes later, I noticed several teenagers getting chips and sodas, but paid no attention. They were laughing and fooling around as kids do. Suddenly, Gloria rushed out the door covering her face with her hands. I thought she got upset when it took me too long to help her, but I was still working with the other customer,” Andrew said, moving to

During the interview McKenzie was asked to tell us where he saw the police vehicle and how he came into contact with the deputy. McKenzie stated he saw the police car and pulled in and pulled back out. McKenzie was asked if he pulled into the driveway and turned around and he stated “Yes”. McKenzie stated he was lost and had never been in that area before. McKenzie was shown a printed

“Thank you,” I said, I walked out of the store and jogged to the crime scene. “Alright ladies and gentlemen let's wrap it up,package this footage and put it on my desk when you get back.” I was worried about Warren so I called him.

“Move along,” the officer said but James stood perfectly still. Looking at James with a furrowed brow the policeman asked “Where do you live?”

“I have no hard evidence, such as pictures. However, I know that yesterday somewhere between four o’clock and five o’clock in the afternoon. He was on the corner of North Street and Independent Boulevard, he was with a mysterious

John Doe looks out the window and there are four police cars outside of his house. He opens the door and two police officers tackled him and read his rights to him. Vanessa, John’s girlfriend, is confused and doesn’t know what to do. She stands there at a loss of words. She says, “what’s happening?” and “where are they taking you?” John replied, “I don’t know where they are taking me.” He said, “I think I am going to the police station.”

“Get back here, you low life son of a-” It was Mr. Clerk store guy

The boy nodded, seeming to be a bit shaken. "Thanks.." he mumbled, glancing at the kitchen area, which had tan walls and white tile floor. "did you buy hot chocolate, or do i need to drive and get some?" he asked.