The California Police Department: A Short Story

Steven Crook’s, the husband of the victim returned home that same day in the afternoon. Mr. Crook contacted the police after not being able to find his wife and noticing that his home had been ransacked. A fisherman discovered Mrs. Crook’s body in the river that same afternoon.

After the murder a group of Mr. Clutter's old friends go to the house and help clean up. The KBI starts to investigate the murders, a man named Alvin Dewey is in charge. He has absolutely no clues except for one footprint and a radio that went missing. He does not know the motive but suspects there was more than one murderer and that they were close to the Clutter family. All four of the Clutters were tied down and shot, Mr. Clutter's throat was slit as well, Nancy and Mrs. Clutter were shot in their own beds. Paranoia is rapidly spreading through Holcomb and everyone is suspecting everyone else. Dick and Perry are in the town of Olathe eating dinner, Perry has almost no appetite and is very anxious that they are going to get caught.

At nine AM a monday morning, John Lee was discovered dead in the CCA Lab Prep room by Professor Allan. What makes John Lees death even more surprising is that no fingerprints were found, but luckily fiber and biological evidence was found at the crime scene. Other than the fiber and the biological evidence that were found at the crime scene, the license and registration information of the vehicles that were at the CCA campus the night of the murder where determined. At the moment there were five suspects, that could have been the murders of John. These suspects include Brandy Smith, Sergio Jones, Bill Apple, Ann Smith, and Amanda Martinez. Brandy Smith alibis would be the Harkin employee that remembers seeing Brandy crying at the end of the

Police’s lack of evidence made the investigation harder and the hints received did not contributed in accelerating the process. The only evidence at first was a “death card”. Also, people started to give misleading statements that they saw the murderer escaped in a white van. A guy was arrested for giving false information to the police by saying that he saw the sniper escaped in a white van with one tail light broken. Going back to the phone call, the sniper mentioned an unsolvable murder committed in Alabama. It was a liquor store robbery and it was the place where investigators found the first major evidence to show the murderer’s identity; a fingerprint of Lee Boyd Malvo, which later led to his guardian, John Allen

On July, 24th 2001. A late Wednesday evening, Patrick Maloney Senior Detective was found dead in his home located in Chicago. Mr. Maloney's wife Mary Maloney, explained to the media that she "returned home to her husband's lifeless body on the floor. "Mr. Maloney was struck on the back of the head with a heavy blunt object. The weapon and or the perpetrator have not yet been identified. We believe the murderer was one of Mr. Maloney's enemy's" Explained Police Chief O'Neal. Mrs. Maloney explained to the media that when Patrick returned home she was sewing and he was tired, so tired he hadn't wanted to go out for supper, so she walked to the grocer on Square Ave. to buy vegetables, and when she returned home she found Patrick dead on the ground.

This episode paralleled the case facts of Robert Durst, with some liberties taken along the way. Dismembered body parts belonging to an African American male are found in various dumpsters in a four square block area of New York City. The Crime lab obtained all the garbage from every dumpster containing body parts and sifted through diligently looking for additional evidence. Because each of the body parts was stored in the same type of plastic bag, the focus was on contents of any similar bags in the garbage. The deceased’s head and hands were never recovered, making identification difficult. Using the ME’s information that the victim was approximately fifty years old, had severe arthritis and used a cane, the detectives began canvasing

A woman by the name of Debbie Sykes became the victim of a murder and rape. she was found behind an apartment building located downtown. She was a copy editor at the twin city sentinel. She was recognized by the chief editor who called in saying she did not appear for work. She was considered fight for her life however, she was stabbed and killed. The lead in her murder was a simple raspy call on a pay phone. He stated that he was Sammy Mitchell . By then they put up the photo of Darryl Eugene Hunt. He had been quickly taken in for the charge of rape and murder and stated that he didn 't commit the crime.

One of the Detectives name Watson looked at Big Dee with a frown, then he smiled and said, “Okay, Mr. Uh, Big Dee, let’s start over, I’m Detective Watson and this is Detective Stone, first, Do you know what we deal with?” No sir.” said Big Dee. “We deal with homicides and we brought you in because of the attempted murder of a Mrs. Elizabeth Daniels.” said Detective Watson. “Who?” ask Big Dee. “The young lady who you attacked because she owed you money for drugs.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Alright have it your way, Mr. Adams, yeah Steve Adams, I guess you thought we weren’t going to find you.” “I don’t know why they where looking for me, I hadn’t done anything.” said Big Dee. “Excuse me for a second, I’ll be right back.” said Detective Stone. He then left the room. Detective Watson continued to ask questions, after about twenty minutes of questioning, Detective Stone walked back in. He slammed some papers on the table, he stared at Big Dee and said,

The Georgia police department responded to a wrong burglary call and shot the homeowner and killed his dog. The officers did not have the address of the home but just the description of it. One of the neighbors was out walking as she heard the homeowner, Chris, screaming that they shot him and killed his dog. He kept on saying, “why did they shoot me? Why did the shoot my dog?”

Around noon the sheriff’s partner, Mike came in with a slender envelope in his hand. He walked it over to my desk and, he declared “good luck on this one”, discombobulated I open the envelope. It had one piece of paper, barely written on it, but a name and last seen receipts. Acknowledging Mike, “what is this?”, he looked down at his shoes “it the sheriff, he’s dead”. Shrugging my head, shocked, “ how? When did this happen?”, all kinds of questions ran through my mind on what would've happened, and why it would happen to the sheriff. Mike setting the case folder on my desk “that's why I need you to do this case, so we will all know”. Looking over to my partner, she was sitting at her desk, looking through files. “So when do we need to get on the case?”, as I rose from my seat. “Oh no, you and Jessica are not doing this case together, you have a new partner”, as Mike stepped in front of

The body was brought to the observatory where it was pronounced to be the body of a 17 year old boy, Brad Etheridge. His family grieved the loss of their only son. Their grief soon turned to anger. They became enraged, who could do this to them? Who would do this to him? They would do anything in their power to know who killed him, and they let everyone know this.

Declared as a missing person the two detectives investigate leads and seek out witnesses as they work with a community that is stunned by the senseless and inexplicable disappearance.

“Excuse me miss, we would like to thank you for your information. By any chance did you happen to find a dead body around Cambridge Street?” Interrupted the police officers.

The year was 1946 in New York it was a normal day in the office. I was just about done so I took a little break I said I deserve this break in my head so I leaned back in my chair put my feet over the case files grabbed a cigar out of the box I was gifted for my birthday by my boss. I was about to light it the flame was hovering over the cigar but as soon as it was about to lite I was interrupted by my assistant she had told me “Mr.de Niro someone’s here to see you” that was odd because it was almost closing hours but I had told my assistant “let them in” the door had opened and a young woman stood in the doorway she had short red hair “what can I do for you mam” I said politely “ there has been a murder I would like you to work on” she said

Arriving at the station, Detective Hawkins started to go in the building, as Detective Walker went to his car. After their usual chitchat about the upcoming golf tournament, Detective Hawkins invited him to get a cup of coffee. While enjoying their coffee, they discussed the two cases on their mind. “I’ve been working on the murder case, we’re missing something, and I can put my finger on it,” he said.