FORBIDDEN...YES PLEASE! Read it in one sitting and every page I turned made me, even more, anxious. I fell in love with Spencer the British hottie and the sweet Kat. It's packed with mesmerizing and sizzling romance in its unique way.
Upon my arrival, I spoke with Wanda English, who stated that her son Randy McLeroy was drunk and busted the windows out of her house. I asked Wanda if she knew where Randy may have went since he had left prior to my arrival. Wanda stated that Randy has a house at 105 Cr 4568 but it does not have electricity. I then did a perimeter check at Wanda’s residence to see if I could locate Randy. While doing the perimeter check I observed several busted window at the residence. Sgt. Cates arrived on scene I advised him of the situation and were Randy possible location could be. I then advised Wanda that I and Sgt. Cates were going down
The bus driver that identified Joshua and Martha, identified Erika and Benjamin as the couple they were talking to on the way to Seacret’s Club. Investigators took a closer look in at bathroom in the Sifrit’s Condominuim and noticed an orange color in the grout of the tile and orange running down the shower stale which appeared to be blood. Pulled out the sink stopper and found hair, blood and flesh. Also, underneath the stink they discovered a bullet hole that went through the wall into the adjacent bedroom. A closer look at the two spent bullets reveled they one of them had bits of drywall on it and the other had what appeared to be blood in the twisted groves. Forensic discovered on window in the bathroom showed a partial palm print. Forensic team took the evidence back to the labs to
At approximately 2230 hours I met with James and Dustin and the police department. I completed the advisement of rights form and both Dustin and James signed it, indicating Dustin would speak with me. I asked Dustin if he remembered me and he advised he remembered being pulled over and Sergeant Kettle and another officer was there. I told Dustin that the other officer was me. I advised him that we knew what he was really doing in the area, because of witnesses
Killing must feel good to god too… he does it all the time. Without hesitation, without a scratch of a though against his head he lets it happen and he lets the action run its course again and again and again.
Inspector Male, I just wanted to reach out and let you know the amazing efforts of Andrew Crowe and Greg MacArthur on Monday December 28th. Sorry for the long winded e-mail but I think it’s necessary.
After police investigation, there were many options on account how and who murdered the victim. The gun shot was small and there was insignificant amount of powder remaining on the victims’ body. Dr. Gore, a surgeon in Civic Hospital, checked the wound and discovered that the shot was fired close to the victim. From the bullet hole it look like an amateur fired the gun.
They told me that they would have to call their director because I couldn't speak with anyone until their Director was notified and gave them autorization. I waited while they were calling their director. Dr. Marche Fleming-Randle was on scene and told them she was going to call someone to help us. Dr. Marche Fleming-Randle had somebody else make a phone call. They then handed the phone to the staff on the second floor. There were three staff members from the second floor. They passed the phone around and each of them talked to whoever was on the phone for awhile. There were also staff members from the 4th floor that came downstairs with us. After the staff hung up the phone they told us that we could speak with whoever we needed. I asked them if there was a Destini Price on their floor. They told me they didn't have anyone by that name but they had a Destini. I asked if they had a photo roster and described the person that I was looking for as a light skinned African American female that was short, chunky, and had a flat top. They told me that was Destini Pugh. They showed me a photo of her and one of the staff members from the 4th floor went and showed Kendrionna which she confirmed that was the female she was talking about. The staff came back to the second floor and told me that Kendrionna confirmed the picture. The staff went and got Destini and told me she would bring her to the lounge. A short while later, the three staff members from the second floor and Destini came into the lounge. I identified myself to Destini. Officer Albert was present to and he identified himself to her as well. I explained that she wasn't in any trouble and that there was a fight on the main campus and she might know some of the people that were involved in the fight. I told her that there were a bunch of people fighting and someone said
After having dinner, Kimber and a friend were entering their car, when two men pulled up in a stolen motorcycle. Then the driver tried to take Kimber purse, but she resisted. Suddenly the driver pulled out a .357 Magnum, shot her directly in the head. The two men fled off, leaving the purse behind. Rush to the hospital Kimber died twenty-six hours later. Hours after the murder of his daughter Mike Reynolds, went to a local radio talk station, appealing for information on the murder of his daughter. By the end of the segment, an unknown person called in and provided the name of the triggerman 25-year-old Joseph Michael Davis, currently wanted for a series of robberies and assaults. Within the week, police gunned down Joseph, the man with a series meth addiction and a long police record, as he came out of his girlfriend’s apartment
The following text is best read in your head, or aloud, with the accent of an Italian Mob-Lord (Or the leader of the Italian Mafia. Or not, free country.)
The plan is simple. I don’t see how it wasn’t, but, of course, some people disagree. Jensen and Thorn, mostly Jensen, but I can’t really blame him. He doesn’t know Scelestus City like the rest of us do. He’s being cautious and maybe overthinking things. Thinking is overrated. Thorn is only objecting because she’s being Thorn and she thinks that if we don’t think of ourselves first then we’re being just plain stupid. She doesn’t think it’s a good idea if we go after Flich and Walker.
In the past few days I have come to have a greater appreciation of Charles Scneck than I ever have before. It is hard to believe that just a few months ago I was home in Virginia with my wife, Francesca, and my newborn daughter, Claire. It is even more hard to accept that thanks to the Selective Service Act I will probably never see them again.
'Oh, please do entertain me before my death with some other person that I don't even know existed.' Despite your sarcasm, you wanted to know the meaning behind the call. A real one? Did they manage to find the animatronic? Why did this so radical phone dude had to leave all of a sudden? Honestly, you don't think that you'll be getting any answers soon, might as well stick with what you've got. 'Okay, but where is Springtrap at?' You panicked, flicking through every hall cam until you reached the vent cams, eventually finding him in CAM 15. "Haha, not today Joker." You felt triumphant after sealing the vent on him. Maybe it was your ears but you were pretty sure you heard strings of curses and yells echoing inside the dusty vents.
The man on the rooftop was dressed completely in black, from his shoes to the suit he was wearing under his knee-length trench coat. He glanced at his watch. 12:05. In another 10 minutes, he would be done with the deed. He turned quickly, coat flailing in the wind, and headed for the stairwell. Once inside, he grabbed his rifle, and the silencer he had recently acquired. He had been practicing his shooting for several weeks to prepare for this moment. He hurried to the window, made sure no one was watching, though being so late, who would even be looking anyway? He pulled the rifle to his shoulder and waited. Two long minutes passed before he finally saw his target. He took careful aim and squeezed the trigger. Looking through the scope, he saw the man crumple to the ground in a heap. Satisfied that his work was done, the man in black packed up his gun and left through the stairwell, sliding down the ladder to get to his car that he had left in the alley next to the building.
When the investigators arrive on scene they immediately photograph the markers that were already placed by arriving officer showing shell casings. They pay close attention to the position of the victim’s body as well as the blood on his buttocks. Having to wait on the coroner to arrive to move the body they continue with using a scanner to document the scene in order to reference back to it at a later time. One investigator stays outside while one goes inside to the victim’s room and finds a letter from a friends that states love Rob and according to the grandmother that is the victim’s friend. The outside investigator goes through the victim’s vehicle and notices some gold 13w pumps women’s shoes which suggest he may have an alternative