I made sure we were out of the line of sight before making a U-turn. “There has to be something in that house that will implicate someone besides my sister.” Tony shook his head. “They’ll sure as shootin’ go through the place as part of their investigation into the...

I wasn’t out of the building before a firm grasp on my arm spun me around. Sheriff de Lude’s eyes, now the color of burnt brisket, drilled into me. “Pierce, you’re coming along,” he said. “Back to the crime scene.” “I need to talk to my sister.” The fiery gleam of his...

A single step outside the exam room ran me right into Sheriff de Lude’s bulk and ended all self-soothing meditation. His ursine scowl eclipsed the yellow lighting of the hallway.  “My deputy is on his way to a murder scene, Pierce.” The wooly mustache hid none of his...

Dr. Myrtle Gibbons held the door with a gentle hand as I delivered the young girl’s doll-sized body. The child felt like a feather made of crystal in my arms and every step threatened to shatter her into millions of tiny shards.  Walls the color of a robin’s egg...

Tony’s cell phone purred in my ear as I drove, evidence he hadn’t turned it off. He answered with crackle and static, fading in and out, words plucked at by the wind and sky that carried them. “Miss me already?” “I talked to the local Doc,” I said. “Heading back to...

Disturbed graffiti from the restroom wall echoing in my head, I was forced to wait at the cash register while Faye took an order down range.  She shouted orders with confidence while my fingers drummed the countertop. Her redheaded way of taking charge rivaled my...

“You are the Lifesaver candy I always believed in.” Renée had her arms wrapped around Tony’s neck, eyes shimmering with relief and delight, openly displaying her gratitude. She nearly glowed—a rare sight in my recollections—untouched by the gray cell walls left empty...

Before we made it halfway back to the police station, the jovial and infectious Officer Ollie Gerulis pulled me over for the second time in two days.  I watched in the rearview mirror as the emergency lights from the cruiser splashed cheerful colors all over the...

We drove to meet with Lorna and Vicky overflowing with conjecture about strange Deputy Spiesz and his dimwitted devotion to simplicity.  “I’ve known a couple cops like him,” Tony said, his words laced with a hint of admiration. “Good to have for backup. Not great...