A Touch of Danger
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While on vacation with his family, Archie witnesses a murder that nobody seems to believe actually happened. With the suspect being a famous Hollywood star and a corpse that has been dragged into the ocean, not even the local police are willing to help.
kids and Elise and I were in Elise’s car headed down the 101 South towards Beverly Hills to pay a little visit Inez Valenzuela. We made the hundred and ninety-mile drive in less than three hours, and pulled out the GPS on my phone once we reached the Beverly Hills area. The neighborhood wasn’t gated so we had no problem reaching the house. Unfortunately, neither did Emma Ricks. We found the house, parked on the street out front and made our way up to the door. A Spanish woman answered and I
Hollywood and Highland, I was ready to go with my size LARGE Autobots shirt. It felt good to peel that medium off of me and return some circulation to the top half of my body. We hopped back in the car and left the parking structure once more. I was excited about beginning my new pill-free life…again. At the first stop light when came to I already got frustrated and began cussing out the inanimate object that was currently holding us up. Fucking piece of shit light! MOVE!!! TURN GREEN!!!
just seem to put them into place.” “Like a puzzle.” “Yes, it’s exactly like a puzzle. My brain absorbs every bit of information I see. It’s just scattered about in a haphazard way. Shit that I don’t even realize is important is stored in there. Just because my self-conscience doesn’t think it’s important, my brain knows and kind of keeps it filed away. Does that make sense?” “Yeah, I think so. Like you said, it’s just like a puzzle.” “It’s because my memory is so good. I remember the most
before. I’m sure he had intentions on ditching it later, but didn’t have time right then. He took it to his work, switched cars then came to pick us up. When Gibson is released from the hospital, he will have a lot of explaining to do. And as far as I knew, people were searching for Brad, but I hadn’t heard one way or the other if they found him or what became of him. While I was getting my hand attended to, I had asked an officer outside my room to call Detectives Anderson and Enzite back
to the job, but after a while, I could tell she missed it. She asked to come back and I, of course, welcomed her. I need her far more than she needs me. So here we are now, on this wet and chilly November afternoon, walking from the parking lot, through the lobby and into our new, new office…on the bottom floor of the tallest building in Bakersfield.