“Chief McNeil: "as a cop, you will meet a great many people. You will help a lot of them and you will hurt a few of them, too. The ones you meet, you’ll treat with respect. The ones you help, you’ll hope will be deserving of it. And the ones you hurt will surely have it coming. Just don’t give them any extra lumps and you’ll do just fine.” MysteryCrimeMurderPoliceLove StoryThrillerBeachVero Book:Lost In Paradise: The Rick Edwards File Source: Lost In Paradise: The Rick Edwards File
“...The plan is perfect, baby. No one will ever know it was us. We’ll be outta here like that,” he said while snapping his grubby fingers. “Now, here, hold this,” Ronnie said, as he passed his revolver to Susie. Susan held the small gun and began to slide her thumb back and forth over the smooth chrome finish. “I wish we didn’t have to do this, Ronnie.” “If you ain’t noticed, baby, we are broke and down to our last two smokes. It’s either this or you’re gonna hafta sell your ass again. Now, do ya want us to go back to the truck stop?” “No, Ronnie. I wanna go to the beach.” “The beach it is,” he said as he leaned over and gave her a peck on her cheek.” MysteryCrimeMurderPoliceLove StoryBeachVero Book:Lost In Paradise: The Rick Edwards File Source: Lost In Paradise: The Rick Edwards File
“Let’s try it again,” Merve said as he tugged on the corpse. He pulled and rocked but she didn’t budge. “Okay, hand me the shovel,” he said. Ellen kept her flashlight trained on Merve, and with the shovel under the torso, he rocked her loose from the floor and she rolled over onto the body bag. When the deceased turned, body fluid shot up into the air like a fountain from the abdomen as an odor of feces and smoked burnt flesh filled the air. The face, nose and eyes were burned away and a bright red cooked tongue protruded out of the front teeth. A collective gasp came from the group. The ligature was still intact, and photographed. And Ellen’s flashlight beam suddenly disappeared. Ellen ran for the doorway. She almost made it, too. She projectile vomited before she hit the safety railing and her flashlight fell from her grasp and tumbled down to the courtyard below. “Holy cow!” exclaimed Officer Chimenti as he grabbed a hold of the detective’s left arm to steady her. “Are you all right, Ellen?” “I’ll be fine,” she replied while holding the railing and gasping for air. “Just give me a moment.” “Ellen?” “Not now, Richie.” Richie patted Ellen on her back softly while she continued to spit over the railing. He then leaned over close and whispered into her ear, “The lady standing behind you is Terri Dillon. She’s here to walk the dead dog. Its name was Buddy.” “Fuck me,” Ellen whispered back while continuing to spit. “Richie, please get her info and ask her to wait down in the lobby. Someone will be with her very soon.” CrimeGoldMurderPoliceTreasurePiratesVero Book:The Temptation of Paradise Source: The Temptation of Paradise