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The Bonnie And Clyde Killers
I cracked my eyes open to see the time 11:30 the clock read. I had only gone to bed an hour before, who could be calling this late I thought, irritably. I picked up my phone and looked at the number, it was the nursing home my mom lived at. It was my mother and me for as long as I could remember If my father had ever been in the picture I had no recollection. I better answer this I thought to myself.
By Brittney Dodson5 years ago in Criminal
Yet Another Break In
The moment he arrived home from the pub Kyle knew something was wrong. The house looked the way it did every other night. It was just another simple, two story suburban home like every other, the kind that looked absolutely divine when driving past but quickly turned into a soul crushing brick trap after a few months of living there. From the day he moved in it had been far too big for him, too empty, but he always stayed. There was plenty tying him to his own personal Hell: his job, his few friends, and the tiny thrill he got when he came home late at night, just ever so slightly drunk, and to find that things were indescribably, undeniably wrong.
By C.E. Tidswell5 years ago in Criminal
The Old Cobain House
The large old house loomed dark and foreboding with its windows all boarded up and shingles falling off. Sarah and Sasha looked at each other, still wondering if they had made the right decision when they’d told everyone that they were going to stay the night in the old Cobain house. They had even bragged about it, saying that it wasn’t good enough just to go in and look around or even to just have a picnic lunch. No, they had to one up each other as twins tend to do, when telling their friends,
By LiAn Nerbas Lambert5 years ago in Criminal
The Picture Book
Arthur hung up the incoming call without looking at the screen. He knew who it was, he knew the few words they’d mutter, then the torrent of anger that would follow when he told them the bad news. He’d tried so hard to get the money but even after pawning everything he owned he’d missed the mark by thousands. Now all he could do was sit on this warm park bench beneath the sun, and think about all of the things he’d miss. Hell maybe they wouldn’t kill him, but he definitely wouldn’t be in a state for any strolls through the park anytime soon. He watched the children playing, the ducks in the pond, and the gently swaying branches for a few more moments before burying his face in his hands.
By Matt Batchelor5 years ago in Criminal
Data Mining
The unusual request came in the form of a letter delivered straight to Serena Day’s office in downtown Perth. The letter, a simple white envelope, unmarked with any stamps or other identifiers, was stuffed with twenty thousand dollars worth of one-hundred dollar bills, and a small yellowed paper that actually contained the request itself.
By A J Papantony5 years ago in Criminal
Waiting for Sirens
Well now you know my story. I could’ve been selfish Nate. I could’ve set you up the way they set me up. But I wanted to do something worthwhile with my life. So, I decided to save yours and I need you to save mine. I know they will try to kill me once you complete your first task, so follow these instructions:
By Ales Saund 5 years ago in Criminal
Secrets Exposed
Tawana Horton Secrets Exposed My name is Layla Santana, and I work as Judge Kelly’s assistant in Atlanta Georgia. At the age of twenty-one I was living with my granny Pete striving to just make ends meet. I had seen a ton of corruption as my time serving as an assistant to the judge. My ultimate dream was to pursue law school, and become an attorney, but those were just dreams. My granny, and I could barely afford the two bedroom apartment we were renting let alone afford college, and law school. So you see working so closely with the judge , and coming in contact with lawyers was the closest thing for me. I had been with the judge for about four years, and had learned his routine. I had also learned of the abundance amount of corruption, lies, and deceit that came with the judges’, and attorneys involved in the judicial system. Over the years I had watched them schedule swingers meetings through encrypted emails. I had witnessed lawyers sleeping with judges in order for their cases to go in their favor. The most shocking, yet disgusting thing I discovered was that the police, and judges’ would together target certain urban areas to harass. See there was a plan that I would eventually discover after scrolling through the judges’ email that I was assisting. The urban areas though weren’t the cleanest, were the most profitable. However, most businesses in the area were owned by black people. There were encrypted emails, and secret conversations between judges’ and the police on how the target harassment should be handled. Things had to be handled a certain way in order to keep the public, and business owners unaware that the area was actually being intentionally targeted. Though this kind of harassment wasn’t new to the black community, nor these thriving businesses it was the fact that they couldn’t prove that they were being targeted. Most times police would show up, and demand licenses, fake noise complaints, or simply just state that the businesses were becoming a safe place for drug trafficking. Oftentimes planting drugs on many owners that would ultimately cause the owners arrest, and the permanent closing of their business.
By Tawana Horton5 years ago in Criminal
