[Detective Thursdays] For Sale
I was packing for the trip, wandering around my apartment picking things up, putting them down. As my paws rested on a picture of my academy class I turned and sat down with it. My mind going back to my first night as a real police...
[Detective Thursdays] Silver Knife
Six hours from leaving for the trip I pull a file out of my cabinet. Folding the manilla back my eyes glance over the front page of a newspaper from a few months after I started on the force. The dat was May 21, the headline read "Bay City Detectives,...
[Detective Thursdays] Day Off
Uki had the day off. But as she sat in her apartment watching the news report on the nights events she felt ill. Tanu had been so insistent that she go do what she wanted for the day, that they weren't going to work on cases. It struck her as odd then...
[Detective Thursdays] The Roles We Play
'Hey boys~' Uki gushed as she walked towards the fox and the ferret. She looked a provocative mess; her jacket was mis-buttoned and conveniently showed a strap of her brazier as both hung loosely from her shoulder. Her fur was a shambles, some of it...
[Detective Thursdays] A Skeptic's Chance
It was the dark time of just after midnight on the morning of April Ninth and I was on my way to a sting. I'd been tipped off that the Russian mob was bringing in something big by ship down on the east side. There was a nagging in the back of my mind...
[Detective Thusrdays] Banned
The next morning found me at FRD airport with the Commissioner. We'd agreed that meeting the backup at the pass would probably head off any ill will with the show of good faith. The airport staff had set aside a room for us to meet in, as there was...
[Detective Thursdays] The Overnight Shift
"Round five, James." A boar called Tenchal remarked as he passed a jaguar on the midship decks. James simply growled back at him, the big cat's hand drifting down to his knife. Tenchal waved his hands as he apologized profusely. "Geez, I'm sorry, K?...
[Detective Thursdays] The Ship
"Where's Girun?" "I ain't seen Girun in two weeks." "So you're saying that he isn't here?" "No sir, I's jus' sayin' I ain't seen 'im." I could tell Jigun was lying but, with nothing aside from a hunch that the Hyena Brothers were responsible for...
Slightly Foxed, But Still Desirable
"the murders in the rue morgue" (1841) is often proclaimed as the first short work of detective fiction. i provide you, as only an equine can, with a "horse laugh." so there. nyaah.
That Day, Part 5 - Making Amends
"mostly mystery and detective fiction. and i used to watch a lot of movies, especially action movies. as long as they're not cop films, i hate those, can't watch them without all the police inaccuracies bugging me." after a moment's thought, i add.