Said Hameed
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Cold Case Cathedral
Detective Elise Marlowe stood at the foot of St. Bartholomew’s Cathedral, watching as winter light slanted across its stone towers. It was just after dawn, and mist rolled low around the steps, blurring the carved saints and angels that loomed overhead. The cathedral bells began their mournful toll, sending tremors through the frost-covered air.
By Said Hameed7 months ago in Criminal
The Corpse Code
In the neon glare of Sector 12, rain sluiced off high glass towers and trickled into narrow alleys where secrets lay in wait. Detective Mira Han zipped her leather coat up to her chin, her cybernetic eye scanning through data streams only she could see.
By Said Hameed7 months ago in Criminal
Ashes of the Innocent
The wind carried the scent of burning wood and something far more bitter—ashes of the innocent. A grey haze hovered over the ruined village of Elmsreach, where homes once stood proudly, gardens bloomed with lavender, and children’s laughter echoed through cobbled streets. Now, silence ruled. A heavy, accusatory silence that weighed on the shoulders of the lone survivor.
By Said Hameed7 months ago in Criminal
Poison in the Prayer Book
The year was 1523, and the air in the Abbey of Saint Margaret was thick with the scent of incense and damp stone. Tucked high in the Cotswold Hills, the abbey had weathered the storms of kings and commoners alike. Within its cloistered walls, the brothers followed the Benedictine rule, their days marked by silence, prayer, and routine.
By Said Hameed7 months ago in Criminal
Dead Man’s Silence
Fog drifted in low across the marshlands, curling around gnarled cypress roots like pale, skeletal fingers. The town of Eddings Hollow lay beyond the mire, tucked away like a secret too terrible to speak aloud. It was the kind of place that wasn’t on maps anymore—not because it had been forgotten, but because people wanted it that way.
By Said Hameed7 months ago in Criminal
The Widow’s Ledger
Rain fell in icy sheets as Detective Mara Voss stepped onto the crumbling porch of the old Ashbury estate. The town of Greystone had nearly forgotten about Eleanor Hargrave — the reclusive widow of the late Charles Hargrave, a banker who’d drowned mysteriously in 1993. Nearly three decades later, Eleanor was found dead in her parlor, a glass of sherry in her hand and a dusty leather-bound ledger on her lap.
By Said Hameed7 months ago in Criminal
A Killer’s Confession
The first snow of the season had just begun to fall when Detective Lila Grant stepped into the interrogation room. The harsh fluorescent light buzzed above, casting long shadows over the man seated across from her. He was calm—too calm for someone who had just turned himself in.
By Said Hameed7 months ago in Criminal
Chasing the Cipher
It started with a whisper in the code. Amira had spent most of her twenties neck-deep in encrypted strings, building security systems for companies that barely knew what they were guarding. But this—this was different. A month ago, while running diagnostics on a compromised academic server, she'd found a pattern buried in the noise. Not malware, not a backdoor—something else.
By Said Hameed7 months ago in Criminal
The Last Witness
The wind whispered through the broken windows of the courthouse, carrying with it the scent of decay and dust. Once a place of justice and law, the structure now stood hollow, like the bones of a forgotten giant. Outside, the city of Dorne lay in ruins, the skyline jagged with the skeletal remains of buildings and the scorched silhouettes of war.
By Said Hameed7 months ago in Criminal
Secrets in the Smoke
The fire started with a whisper. It crept from the base of the hill like a sleeping beast stirred awake, fed by dry grass and the relentless summer wind. By the time Marla saw the first flicker of orange from her kitchen window, it had already painted half the sky with smoke.
By Said Hameed7 months ago in Criminal
The Crimson Contract
The tavern’s door groaned open, dragging a cold wind behind it. All conversation stilled. A stranger entered, tall and cloaked in midnight blue, silver embroidery gleaming faintly like spider silk in moonlight. Beneath the hood, sharp gray eyes scanned the room with mechanical calm.
By Said Hameed7 months ago in Criminal
