Winners and Losers
"sure did, as did every other private investigator he visited in the city today." i chuckled while taking another sip.
Fragile Paper
It didn't matter if donnelley himself taught me how to be a damn good private investigator. still, respect towards an old coworker didn't always help.
Financial Gaslight
"That's when I knew I couldn't take it anymore...I needed to find someone like you, to get the evidence I need to prove I'm not...I-I'm not crazy. Or jealous. Or terrible with memory or my spending." My newest client sat across from my desk hunched...
Under the Overpass and Through the Alleyways
April showers were usually spread out thin in Crossroads City. The projected first week often had the steadiest rainfall to be seen throughout the valley, while the rest of the month could be further spent enjoying spring. Not too hot, not too cold,...
Unexpected Encounter
They did provide most of my income as a private investigator, and while a wise man did once say to 'never bite the fingers that feed you', i didn't want to think about how the cubs would feel knowing one of their parental figures was cheating.
No Tears To Shed
Tragedies were not uncommon to see for private investigators, but the aftermath of one of my cases could be best described as 'haunting'. simply haunting, maybe even a touch heartbreaking.
Scammer's Soliloquy
Not bothering to lock the office door behind me, I tiredly limped up the stairs to the apartment. If a burglar with half the mind of Joey Hawkins--my recent subject of investigation as of late--decided to...
Family Secrets
After a moment or two engaging my conflicted thoughts, from my role as their son to one as a private investigator, i settled on the professional thing to do. i said, "no."
What You Don't See Coming
Why did Crossroads City have a good dosage of crazies? I asked myself that each time a less-than-stable denizen stumbled into the coffee shop,...
The Gift of Prometheus
Life as private investigators was always full of complications, and they would have to suck it up. the drive to the harbor was spent in silence, and the sleepy town of slateston cove went by quickly.
Frank Beary Alabaster, Private Investigator
--- frank beary albaster, private investigator p.i. beary, makes his way through the night street, on a supposedly quick beat duty before calling it a day the night air is moist and foggy; just a few scoundrels out past curfew...
A Stranger to Trust
For the most part, i could tell him about some of my private investigations on the condition i said nothing about clients' real names. i could discuss a case involving marital infidelity and how i discovered the cheating spouses.