Chapter 1 another fucking year
Damn i hate this city those were the only thoughts that came to mind as i drove to a crime scene an apparent suicide some poor bastard probably finally had enough this place will do that to you fucking new york they make it out to be so great it's really just a fucking filthy shithole for prostitutes murders rapists and drug addicts if you ever thought your job sucks try being a detective in new york im detective jhon taylor addams and my life sucks but you cant just sit around in complain about oh wait a sec yes you fucking can and i do evey single day yep mom died when i was 5 car accident my dad didnt take it so well so he started to drink as a way of comping with what had happened at least that what his therapist told him alot of help she was he killed himself shortly after my 6th birthday then i was put into an orphanage kids there were all assholes i guess because no one loved them they beat the shit out of me every chance they got i got shitty grades in school eventually decided to be a police offficers at 18 i was in college doing what i had to do to be a police officer i did everything i was asked i talked to no other student i was just focused on graduating i missed out on partys and every thing at 20 i was a police officer since then i worked my way up the ranks here and there im now 31 and a detective this will be my fourth year as a detective congratulations is what every one keeps telling me but it just another year closer to dying from some drug addict shooting you in the head i always thought they shoud give us bullet proof vest no matter what were doing but then again knowing my luck i would just get shot in the head well that pretty much sums up my sorry life so here i am on my way to another crime scene another year another fucking day. Ok let's see a right here and it should be just up ahead damn I hate my life I pulled in there was only one other police car here I guess I got here before everyone else I stepped out of the car and crossed under the yellow police tape and straight into the building once inside I saw the deputy almost immediately he was a young man probably early 20's short black hair I could tell from his face he had seen something that frightened him also there was a little bit of vomit on his right boot so something made him sick so what do we have here I said as I made my way through the building um I don't know for sure sir but one dead body and it looks like a suicide as I made my way into the living room I saw the dead body it was a male approximately 6ft 1 bald glasses black t-shirt blue jeans brown jacket beside him he must have taken it off tossed it on the couch went grabbed his gun came back sat down beside the coat and bang! Poor bastard i said outloud i put on a pair of gloves who called it in i asked the deputy um neighbor some lady said she heard a gun shot coming from next door i lifted the jacket up and checked the pockets for any information i found his wallet and opened it up heres his license james taylor was his name i also found a employee card looks like he worked at the bank a couple streets down holy shit the wallet was filled 100 dollar bills i dont think he got paid that good working at a shitty bank this is almost 10 grand i put the money back in the wallet and through the wallet on top of the jacket he put the gun in his mouth and pulled the trigger i picked up the gun thats weird what is it the duputy asked well picture it you decide your going to kill yourself so you grab your gun and sit down on the couch right right the dupty repeated ok now you load the gun unless the gun is already loaded all you would need is one shell then you would put the gun in your mouth and pull the trigger dead but the safety is on on this gun that means he put the gun in his mouth pulled the trigger then some how got back up and turned the safety on whoa the deputy said yep someone must have shot him with there own gun and took a separate gun and put it in his hand but forgot to turn the safety off someone must have really hated this man because they didnt just break down the door and shoot him instead they took there time as soon as he arrived home they came up behind him as he entered his home they got him down on the couch then they shoved a gun into his mouth and watched him cry and piss himself i said pointing at his pants then as you can tell from these bullets on the ground theres five bullet ones missing thats the one they shot him with they unloaded the gun but left one bullet in then they played Russian roulette with him spin click spin click spin Bang!! The deputy jumped the only question is who hated this man that bad I heard the sirens coming bag that wallet for evidence kid yes sir thanks I stepped outside the police were pulling in ok and so it begins Who would hate him that much I guess I should probably head to the bank he worked at getting an early start on the case this could be a long one I walked toward my car the sheriff stopped me what do we got in there one dead body male 40's on the couch gun in his right-hand suicide the sheriff asked nope murder shit alright ill get a background search on this guy and send it too you thanks sheriff where you headed the bank I said as I got in and shut the door I pulled out and headed toward the bank well another fucking year.
