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Slippery Slope
Penny watched true crime shows not for entertainment, but as research. She would take mental notes of mistakes the murderers made that led to their downfall. It surprised her how murderers would often make obvious mistakes that she planned to avoid. The best ones made the killing look like an accident. Where they would mess up was when they wouldn’t account for one little thing that the police would notice later. Penny believed if she planned carefully, she could finally be rid of her husband.
By Antonella Di Minni4 years ago in Criminal
The Final Double Act
It was a sigh, that came from deep within, when The Fixer checked on the happenings at the White estate and noticed the final act appeared to be underway. In fact, it was a final double act, if that were a thing, and The Fixer was relieved to see the beginning of the end.
By KC4 years ago in Criminal
A criminal's world
It was my 1000th case that landed on my desk, that very morning. My day started out the same as every other day, except this day was going not to follow in the order of my usual day. I worked in the law enforcement, I was a detective in serious criminal case's and these cases were not your average cases or simple ones. I was summoned into the chiefs office to get briefed on the details of this particular case.
By Sara Kline4 years ago in Criminal
That Night
That Night Red and blue lights have been flashing around my rental cabin for the past two hours. Voices and beeps come in and out of walkie-talkies and voices from outside answer back. I peek out back to the frozen pond and see nothing but chaos. Police walk back and forth from the pond to their cars. Rescue drivers are getting gear up to get into the frigid water. Two detectives are taking statements from a couple who were ice fishing out on the pond. It’s five in the evening in this small town in Maine. In the last two months since I've been here nothing interesting has happened. It’s usually quiet and uneventful. That is until tonight. All of sudden there’s even more commotion coming from outside.
By Natasha Avery4 years ago in Criminal
It's Her Own Fault
In time, the town would forget, the story would become myth. Only to be brought up again late at night, by the patrons of the dive bar on Oak Street, murmuring into their pints. “Remember those girls?” The bartender would shoot them a warning glance. The winters outside were cold enough without certain topics sending shivers down your spine. But gossip has a life of its own. It twists under door frames, and lives in the corners of our minds. And it thrives in the space between school desks, written on scraps of paper passed hand to hand, whispered in bathroom stalls.
By Justine Kefauver4 years ago in Criminal
How did the Drug Kingpin Evade Authorities for so Long?
“If it were up to me, and this is just me, drugs would all be legal,” Detective Garth McFadden said. “At the same time, they’re illegal now and I have to enforce laws I didn’t write.”
By Skyler Saunders4 years ago in Criminal
What did the Victim Have in His Pocket?
Detective Carlos Herrara had survived liver cancer three years ago, and was in remission. Dying didn’t cross his mind. He felt like the only death he was concerned with was not his own but the man shot dead in Wilmington, Delaware. The Daily Delaware covered the case in December 2020.
By Skyler Saunders4 years ago in Criminal
The Greengrocer's Dilemma
It had been a long day, and Danny White was closing the shop. He was the sole proprietor of 'A Bite At The Cherry'. A hipster's hangout, the health shop consisted of a smoothie bar, a nut station, vegan food, and a massive fruit and vegetables section. His grandmother would have been ashamed at the old shop's metamorphosis, but the rapid fall of the greengrocer had been inevitable. For Danny, inheriting the old family 'fruit and veg' retail business was not the legacy it once was; changes had to be made.
By Tom Brad4 years ago in Criminal
Green Means Stop
Red light! Green light! Red light! Green light! The words echoed around in her head like a pinball bouncing frantically off the sides of a billowing pinball machine desperately trying to find its way out. As she gripped the staring wheel it would be easy to say that she was white knuckled, but the glow from the streetlight lulled her into a 1000-mile stare as her hands began to glow under its neon spell like epoxy on marble. Her thoughts had a grip on her whole body now, and it was if she could feel the icy grip of death despite it being an uncomfortable 87 degrees and always humid on the Philadelphia streets. Silence fell over her like a blanket which was rare seeing as how there is barely a moment of stillness at this time of night.
By Shalonda Purdy4 years ago in Criminal
The Ferryman
The first time I found a body, it seemed a fluke. In among the rushes. So tragically discarded. I lifted the body of a young girl, bloated and forgotten.
By Theis Orion4 years ago in Criminal
See You Soon
“Do you think you’re ready to tell me about that day?” my therapist asks. We’d been meeting for a couple of months, and I still hadn’t been able to talk about the thing that got me into this chair in the first place. He’s been locked up for one year today, and I felt waking up this morning that today should be commemorated.
By Mikayla Plett4 years ago in Criminal
Devil's Head Penn
The thick smell of body odor and urine overpowered the hot crowded transport bus to Laforge Prison. The only source of moving air was from a tiny fan in the front of the bus but it pointed at the driver. John looked at the windows hopefully, but then quickly realized they were all locked. He leaned on the back gate and wiped his sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. Behind the gate were four prisoners in straight jackets with Hannibal Lector like masks. He made eye contact with one, the prisoner licked the sweat from his lip and stared back. John straightened up and looked forward. The other prisoners handcuffed to the bus seats and were staring out the window. They knew this was the last trip they would ever make.
By HH4 years ago in Criminal