Tuesday, November 22, 2016

Robert Ellis: THE LOVE KILLINGS, The Late Night Call

Matt’s cell phone started vibrating. Digging it out of his pocket, he knew that at this hour the caller could be only one of two people. As he read his new supervisor’s name on the face, Lt. Howard McKensie from Hollywood Homicide, his heart quickened.

Matt had been cleared for active duty just two days ago by his doctors at USC Medical Center and by an LAPD psychiatrist working out of the Behavioral Science Section in Chinatown.

McKensie cleared his throat, his voice rough and ready. “Why aren’t you sleeping, Jones? It’s two in the fucking morning and you’re not sleeping. This is what worries me about you.”

Matt glanced back at the wildfire. “Everybody’s up, Lieutenant. The canyon’s on fire.”

“Your place gonna burn?”

“Doesn’t look like it, unless the wind changes.”

“Good,” McKensie said. “Then I need to see you in my office ASAP.”

Matt stood up. “You’ve got something for me already? A new case?”

“Yeah, Jones. It looks like you’ve caught a new case.”

                               Robert Ellis, THE LOVE KILLINGS

Photo by Fan, Rosa St.Claire



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