Detective Narrative

A woman tied up to a bed, blood dripping from the stab wounds all over her body, blood all over the room you can tell she tried to put up a fight but got the bad end of it. He looks around for a murder weapon in the room. In a corner of the room a knife was discovered on the dresser. Where the killer left it when he exited the room, on the door a bloody hand mark was left from the killer. He leaves knowing his work is never done. He heads back to offices to go over the crime scene photos and the weapon to look for fingerprints on the weapon, he looks for any hair or skein under her nails or on her body that can help with the case to find out who the killer was.

In this paper, I am going to describe each specialized personnel that will be needed at the scene of a crime or mass disaster. I will inform you of what duties each of these specialized individuals will possess. You will be able to know and understand each of these responsibilities.

Officer Gordon comes quickly up to me and says “Chief Lussen we found him” and that officer Miles is taking him into the interrogation room. As I take a second to myself and take a deep breath officer Gordon passes me files for the case. I walk towards the interrogation room but i wanted to look at him before I walked in and started interrogating him. So I looked at him through the observation mirror into the interrogation room and thought to me all my years of working as a homicide investigator this case is the case that has shocks me the most. 37 residents that live in the neighborhood and saw & even heard something or someone yelling on the street didn't even call the police.

This essay will focus on female protagonists who are the center and driving force behind a detective narrative. I will compare and contrast Clarice Starling in The Silence of the Lambs and Lisbeth Salander from The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo to explore two women that are progressive in breaking through traditional gender roles and are successful at portraying a female that goes against the grain. These women portray unique and progressive ideas about sexuality. Clarice and Lisbeth are two empowered females that are successful as detectives. Usually, a female in the center of detective film is misguided or taken advantage of because of the lack over control over their emotions. However, Clarice and Lisabeth are two examples of women that embrace their femininity in order to get closer to the killer. This paper will examine Clarice and Lisabeth from a post-feminist perspective to prove that these detectives are progressive in their roles.

On October 13th, 1982, at approximately 1:15 a.m. the neighbors of Queenie Volupides had reported that Queenie tore out of the house after an argument with her husband, Arthur. She quickly got in her Mustang convertible and sped away. Queenie stated that she went to the couple’s country club for a party that was going on to celebrate the opening of the new golfing range. But I believe this was just the beginning of her scheme. I affirm that Queenie has murdered her husband Arthur. (Claim)

for possession of stolen vehicle and they would be arriving in the area to take

There was yellow caution tape encompassing the main focus; the dead body covered in a black bag. The breathing room was full of investigators. Scrutinizing the body position and examining the blood splatter along the wall. One can tell what the investigators were thinking,”How did this man die?” and “Who killed this name?” The difference between those investigators and me was that I know what happened and who committed the crime, I was there.

There was yellow caution tape encompassing the main focus; the dead body covered in a black bag. The room was full of investigators. Scrutinizing the body position and examining the blood splatter along the wall. One can tell what the investigators were thinking,”How did this man die?” and “Who killed this name?” The difference between those investigators and me was that I know what happened and who committed the crime, I was there.

On 11/21/2016, I, William Van Scoter, was working as a police officer for the Wichita State University Police Department, in Wichita, Sedgwick County, Kansas. I had the North Wichita Police Department (WPD) on my car radio and they were looking for a black male wearing all black clothes with red shoes. The black male was wanted for a domestic violence incident. I heard over the radio that WPD requested Officer Gable #152 to help locate the individual.

I quickly woke up to the sounds of loud sirens, I have no idea what is going on as I try to regaining my position. I'm noticing my hands are cuffed as I start to quickly realize what is going on. I start to frantically panic as my eyes finally adjust to my surroundings. I see that I'm clearly in the back of a cop car. I observed that the police officer is seeing that he is periodically looking in the rear view mirror then back to the road. I irrationally start to spit out nonsense before I solidly ask him in a shaky voice, “w-w-whats going on, why am I in here?” He looks back at me, giving out a quick chuckle, “oh you clearly know what you did darling, don't act innocent.” I then reply back, quickly giving him a confused stare “n-no

I woke up to a police officer tapping on my window. I opened my eyes gladly actually to see a cop. I rolled down the window and before he was able to talk I told him everything about who I was, what happened, my mom, my foster home, I showed him the pictures the maps everything, I even told him that legally I wasn't able to drive. His first word he said to me was “Wow.” Literally I was about to explode at him I just told him my whole life and he said “Wow.” Before I could tear him apart he said “I can help you get home, why don't you get in my car.” Without even saying a word I stepped out of the car took the blanket and re shoved everything in it. I threw it in the backseat of the cop car and then sat down in the passenger seat slammed the

I am sorry, I know that by now you probably see an email from me and think, ‘oh my gosh, is she ever going to stop?’ I will, but I need ALL the gory details before I can. It may seem insensitive of me to need this information, but I’m his wife and I wasn’t there, and while I realize that you were not there either, I’m sure that you have a much better understanding of exactly how it happened and to be quite frank, I’d like to be enlightened.

It was on a cold October night when the first disappearance occurred... and the second, third, forth, and fifth. Nobody thought anything of it, this was New York after all and people disappeared all the time, that was, until a body was found. The body was mangled, tore apart; it was missing pieces and burnt to a black crisp. At the base of the skull there was a small incision, and inside instead of a brain, there was a weird bronze sphere that made a clicking sound not unlike a clock.

The attorney Davis then did not hesitate to called the FBI team in Salt Lakes,Michigan. “Sir,Hello my name is Catherine Davis of the Jacksons Avery Law firm here in Columbia South Carolina.”Attorney Davis said properly on the phone. “Did yall by any chance have a detective named Patrick Monley”. “Yes ma'am he served for the agency for more than 15 years was murdered back in the year of 92”.said the Chief Kane. Chief Kane was the head man of Salt Lakes FBI agency. “Can we meet for lunch or something.” said Attorney Davis.

Evan kept off the interstate for a while sticking to back roads and changing directions periodically to make sure he wasn’t being tailed.