BLOG ON! *** Chapter 26  

TTigerAtty 63M
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5/4/2006 10:13 am

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BLOG ON! *** Chapter 26

The early morning drizzle had just subsided. The telephone rang at 1826 Waller Street in San Francisco.

Rolling over in bed, Detective Tyrone Washington opened his eyes and peered at his alarm clock. Damn! 5:35 am on a Sunday morning, and I'm gettin' a call! This job is gonna kill me!

As he reached over to pick up the phone, his wife rolled over and grabbed his arm.

"Don't answer, baby." She pleaded with her eyes closed. Linda Washington was pretty sure what this call would be about.

"Got to, hon!" Tyrone replied. "It's from the the station."

"Hello, Detective Washington speaking." Tyrone let out a sigh and took a deep breath.

"Ty, this is Andy on the desk. We need ya' down here. Got a drug overdose related death. There could have been foul play, but we don't really know." Andy Wilson, a Sergeant, had been on the SFPD just about as long as Ty, so they knew each other well.

"I'll be there in about 45 minutes, Andy. I'll see ya' before the end of your shift. Do we have a police report on this case?" Ty was already engaged, and he wasn't even yet fully awake.

"I'll have everything we got ready for ya' when ya' get here, Ty!" Andy replied.

"Great! Later then!" Ty hung up the phone and kissed his wife. Linda didn't say a word. She had been through this so many times, she knew that Ty would be anxious to get dressed and get on down to the police station.

Driving down to the station, Ty reflected upon his 20 years with the SFPD. He had made detective just three years ago, and he really loved the work. He just hated the long hours and the calls that would come at any time.

"Hi, Andy! Whadda ya' got for me?" Ty asked as he approached the shift communications desk at his precinct. Ty only lived a few blocks from the station, so he was able to respond to calls very quickly.

"Here's the file, Ty. And here are the evidence bags with what little physical evidence was collected at the scene." Andy replied.

"Good! I'll be in my office, Andy. I wonder if I might have a word with the investigating officer before his shift is over?" Ty inquired.

"You bet, Ty! He's back completing his shift reports right now." Andy responded.

"Give me about 10 or 15 minutes to review the reports in this file and then send him in, would ya'?" Ty poured a cup of coffee and entered his office. His desk was fairly cluttered with case files laying all over.

Detective Washington sat down to his desk and opened the file. He was shocked to learn that so little information was known about the overdose victim.

No name, address, telephone number, Social Security number, nothing! Who was this young woman? He read that her age was estimated in the mid 20's. Wow! So young! What a shame! Toxicology reports indicated high levels of MDMA (aka Extasy), cocaine, and alcohol in the victim's blood stream. These were the most likely substances that had caused her to arrest. There's just too much of these damned drugs around! Eye witnesses: none. This is just great! 223 individuals at the club, and none had seen what happened or admitted any connection with this woman! Somebody's lieing big time! People just don't wanna get involved these days! Physical evidence recovered at the scene: The woman's clothing, in one large plastic bag, the shoes, in a medium size plastic bag, and a cigarette lighter with engraved initials 'GAS', in a small plastic bag. Looking at the lighter in the small plastic evidence bag, Ty noticed that the initials had been engraved into one side of the lighter and that a boss of a 2006 Mustang was on the other side. Reading on in the report, he noted that DNA samples had been collected from the woman's mouth, vagina and anus. Since the incident had occurred at a San Francisco sex club, Ty presumed the lab was looking for traces of semen from which to do DNA testing.

As he was finishing his review of the police reports and hospital reports, the investigating officer on the scene walked in.

"Hi, Joe!" Ty welcomed Sergeant Joe Jordan into his office.

"Have a seat Joe. Need another cup of coffee before you go home, or have you had enough for one shift?" Ty asked.

"Thanks, Ty, I've had my fill for one night!" Joe replied.

"Just a couple questions, Joe, before you go on home. No witnesses, eh?" Ty went right to his biggest concern.

"Nope. Afraid not! We talked to every customer and every employee in the joint. The list of their names, addresses and telephone numbers is included in that file ya' got there." Joe responded.

"Rather strange, wouldn't ya' say, Joe?" Ty asked.

"Personally, I think someone's holdin' out on us, but we couldn't detain them there beyond the minimal questioning we did!" Joe defended himself.

"Oh, I understand, Joe! You guys did everything ya' could last night! By the way, your report is very thorough! I just wish we had more to go on!" Ty did not want to offend Joe by implying that he and his officers should have done a more thorough investigation at the scene. Ty had once been a Sergeant himself so he understood the real life limitations with respect to initial investigations on the scene. Police investigations were usually much more complicated than commonly portrayed in the movies and on TV.

"Here are my thoughts, Joe. Tell me what ya' think!" Ty liked to bounce his ideas off the officers out there on the front line. He often got some valuable new information and insight from the investigating officer or the first officer on the scene. The officers also liked being involved, and so they worked well with Ty. Ty really knew how to work with other people.

"I'd like to establish the victim's identity. So, my approach will be to:

"1. Check the club's parking lot this morning, while the club is shutdown, to see if any cars still remain on the lot. With the exception of cars belonging to any employees who may be doing clean-up work at the club, I'm hoping to find the victim's car IF she drove herself there. If I can't find such a car in the club's parking lot or out on the street, then I will assume she was driven there by someone else." Joe shook his head in agreement with Ty when Ty paused.

"2. It's very unlikely that this woman would have gone very far without her purse or handbag. You know how women are, Joe! Gotta have that make-up kit handy! I'm going back there to look for her handbag!" Again, Joe shook his head in agreement and winked at Ty.

"3. I gotta know who that cigarette lighter you found belongs to. If we don't have a person with the 'GAS' initials on your interviewed list of patrons and employees, then I'll presume the lighter belonged either to victim or to some individual who left the club abruptly when the victim was arresting." Ty winked at Joe and Joe again shook his head in the affirmative.

"Now, can you think of anything else, Joe?" Ty asked.

"Just a thought, Ty, but if we can't link that cigarette lighter to anyone on that list of patrons and employees we interviewed, then I'm guessin' the lighter belongs to either the young woman or to whoever was with her." Joe was thinking along same lines that Ty had been thinking.

"Now, take a look at that lighter, Ty. Tell me, does that look like a man's lighter or a lady's lighter to you?" Joe asked.

Ty winked back at Joe. "Why, I'd say it is a man's lighter, Joe!"

"Me too, Ty, me too!" Joe agreed with Ty.

"One more thing, Ty. The valet parking lot attendant is a Vince Coleman." Joe offered.

"Go on, Joe." Ty followed along.

"Well, I think that lighter belongs to the owner of a new Mustang, and I think that a young valet parking lot attendant would be impressed by the new Mustangs and that he'd remember more than he has told us!" Joe went on to lay it out for Ty.

"Very good, Joe!" I like the way you think. Someday, you're gonna be my partner here in our detective division.

Joe just smiled.

Disclaimer: Any similarities between the fictional characters, businesses and locations appearing in this story and actual real people, businesses and locations is purely coincidental and are not purposely intended by the author.

Copyright © May, 2006 by TTigerAtty


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rm_magnet4u22 50F
18406 posts
5/4/2006 1:42 pm

A real Law and Order going on here....



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TTigerAtty 63M

5/4/2006 2:10 pm

More like the Keystone Cops! Who do you think the bad guy(s) is/are? O.J. Simpson?


SweetDarlinAngel 41F
2996 posts
5/4/2006 3:49 pm

Tiger~
Awesome as always!
But I did have one thing to point out ...

"1. Check the club's parking lot this morning, while the club is shutdown, to see if any cars still remain on the lot. With the exception of cars belonging to any employees who may be doing clean-up work at the club, I'm hoping to find the victim's car IF she drove herself there. If I can't find such a car in the club's parking lot or out on the street, then I will assume she was driven there by someone else." Ty shook his head in agreement with Ty when Ty paused
Shouldn't one of these names be Joe?
SDA


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TTigerAtty 63M

5/4/2006 4:19 pm

Yes! Thanks very much, SDA, for catching my error! Going to correct it right now!


want2play926 47F

5/23/2006 5:58 am

Another great chapter TTiger!

Sorry it has been a while since I have read....crazy here with the kids.


TTigerAtty 63M

5/24/2006 7:16 am

    Quoting want2play926:
    Another great chapter TTiger!

    Sorry it has been a while since I have read....crazy here with the kids.
Hope you are well! I recall that between your own kids and those of a relative, you keep pretty busy!


want2play926 47F

5/24/2006 9:55 pm

    Quoting TTigerAtty:
    Hope you are well! I recall that between your own kids and those of a relative, you keep pretty busy!
Yes, my 2 and my sister in laws 2....HELP


TTigerAtty 63M

5/25/2006 3:36 am

You need a responsible teenager to take them off your hands periodically! 4 kids! Yikes!


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