The Coffee Pot
The pickup truck rolled to a stop at the edge of the log yard, with a cloud of dust that drifted slowly over the stacks of timber. A woman climbed …
The Coffee Pot Read MoreAuthor: pologo
The Lapel Note
Officer Reyes turned the note over under the fluorescent light of the bus station, and I read the pencil on the back, over the shoulder of Walter Pruitt, who sat …
The Lapel Note Read MoreThe Doorbell Ring
The doorbell rang a second time before I reached the front hall. Vern Olsen had stopped halfway across the living room, in his work boots, with a box of file …
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The doorbell rang a third time while the attorney was still speaking, and Adaeze Okafor set down her pen. I had been sitting at the long table in the back …
The Forged Signature Read MoreThe Sealed Envelope
Deputy Castañeda held the envelope under the work light of the garage, and I read it over his shoulder. The paper was thick and cream colored, the handwriting square and …
The Sealed Envelope Read MoreThe Baby Monitor
Trooper Bouchard crouched under the great steel evaporator in the sugarhouse, with a flashlight in her teeth and the smell of woodsmoke and old maple in the air, and pulled …
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I stayed on the line with Officer Brandt until she had the door open. I heard the bolt scrape back, and a long creak, and then the small and wavering …
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Deputy Haynes laid the pawn shop receipt on the hood of her cruiser, under the flat gray light of the morning, and pointed to the name at the bottom with …
The Pawn Receipt Read MoreThe Closet Door
Deputy Hershberger knelt at the closet door in the back bedroom, where the hems of the dresses hung in the dark, and spoke very softly in Pennsylvania Dutch. He had …
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Marcus read the page a third time, and then he set it down on the piano and took off his glasses. He is a calm, careful man of thirty two, …
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