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The Telemarketer Case
In October 2021 Jeet Thakur Sahai was asked to assist on a case. A telemarketer was found dead in the early morning next to a small garbage dump in South Delhi. The garbage dump was close to many office buildings where people worked late hours (sometimes even till midnight). The lead investigator of the case was Inspector Pramod Palekar.
By Anshuman Kumar4 years ago in Criminal
Three Eighty At Three A.M
Ten years gives a man a long time to think, especially on Texas’ death row. I never thought I would end up in Livingston for something other than a lake trip. Yet, here I am, just mere hours away from being euthanized by the state. When I was a kid, I used to have dreams where I would fall out of the sky. I would never hit the ground, though. I would wake up just in time to avoid the sudden impact at the end of the vertical journey. Of course, while I wish I could just wake myself up out of prison, I must come to terms with the fact that I’m about to fall into a permanent sleep. While I’m at it, I guess I should ask myself, what happened to me? What was the chain of events that led to me sitting here in prison garb, on a cot that works better as a bulletin board?
By Donovan Graham4 years ago in Criminal
Scattered
A suspicious man in black clothing knocked on the neighbors door. He dropped off a package wrapped in a brown paper box. He turned on a green light using a remote. Then steps right into her marigold flowers trying to flee the scene. I personally watched as the horror took place. Ms. Williams came and open it. BOOM! An explosion rocked the streets.
By Kasey Edwards5 years ago in Criminal
GAME DAY
"Moon Peak Industries" is where the world's most powerful people meet with the most elite computer programmers to play a game. The winner would decide the fate of the world for the upcoming year. They all agreed to play by the ancient rules that were set forth thousands of years ago by their forefathers. One by one, their secrets were sealed with a sip of OX blood given to them from the Holy Grail.
By Shannon Bush5 years ago in Criminal
The Plain Brown Package
A rush of air and a slowing rumble heralds the Hudson North Line into the Dobbs Ferry Station. I wait for the doors to open before stepping over the yellow ‘watch for gap’ sign and into the train car. The sun has gone down and there is little sign of life on the platform, the warmer than usual air and the station lighting makes for a surreal feeling. I wish I had brought a vampire novel rather than Great Expectations.
By Daniel Charles Porter5 years ago in Criminal
Gypsy Spring
The two receptionists at the Boulder Community Health Services both observed the unusual way that the Funeral-Director suited, mild mannered Mr. N. Folmsberg was clutching a notebook-sized brown paper package-- in both hands, with fingers splayed but a constant grip--as he hunched his slight, seated form under a buzzing overhead light in the waiting area. Marsha, the elder of the receptionists, coolly replied to Shelly, the bouncy twenty-something straight from the college job board, “Perhaps we should”.
By Jahyne Meanacre Passthorpe5 years ago in Criminal
On the Way Out
New day, same as the first. Wake up, check my work emails on my phone, clean up, and boom, ready for another day of nothing. While the obnoxiously bright sun and I worked on step one, I remembered I can’t do step two because I still don’t have a phone, the hotel soap made step three questionable, and step four? I’d already had two weeks of that. I had enough of that. But until the trial was over, I had an endless supply of nothing waiting for me.
By Okwudili Udeh5 years ago in Criminal
