Me and the Detectives, Part 2
Jesus, I thought. I told myself to fuckin' relax. The woman is only missing.
"No one said anything about killing her, Mr. Long," Stanstil quipped.
"She's only missing," Rueben added while writing in a small note pad. He stood and moved towards my desk.
CNN was still playing in the background. I had turned down the volume when the officers first came in, but not off. I could hear a reporter discussing the case of the young girl that was missing in the Orlando area. Stanstil had turned towards the television.
"Probably some perv grabbed her." Stanstil said, while turning back to me.
I knew what he was getting at. There was no need to tell me he thought my occupation instigated acts of perversity. I had heard it many times before. . . continue
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