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It’s a strange thing to be asked to investigate a killing when you’ve never investigated anything before. Where to start? Search the scene? Talk to family? Neither of these were viable options. Darren Cohen washed up onto the river bank, carried by winding, rushing water, potentially coming to rest miles from the scene. As for family, he had none. I was his only employee. He said he came to Cliffton five years ago to bu...
Eight inches of snow are on their way, and I finally have the excuse I need. I watch through the office window as Mr. Peterson gets up from his desk, grabs his coat, turns off the light, and closes the door behind him. He realizes that I’m still here. “Going home soon, Matt?” he asks. “Yeah.” I heave a sigh and look at my screen. “I just have a few more things to take care of.”
Dave felt like a giddy kid trying out a new toy. And also like someone coming out of the dressing room to ask “does this fit?” At the same time, he felt like he had found the lost key to a locked room. He wiped layers of dust off of his latest find. Geez, this was from eight years ago, when I first started out. No wonder it didn’t work, he thought. He lugged the contraption out of the st...
Most people call me “thief” or “crook,” and say that I’m “devious” or “underhanded.” But I think that something like “benefactor” or “protector” would be more appropriate. I’ve prevented (or at least delayed) three wars, paved the way for brand new lives, and maintained an incredibly valuable piece of architecture. The war part sounds outrageous, but the truth is that I am the gatekeeper ...
We haven’t discussed this before, but I’m about 75 percent sure she’ll say yes. I grip the velvet box with clammy hands. “Ten!” On TV, thousands in New York start the countdown. I’m reminded of the last two times I held this box. I try not to, but your brain inevitably connects things against your will. The first time was at my first girlfriend’s favorite restau...
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