The Crimes In File No. 9

By Darryl Harrison

Awesome! Shocking! Daring! Suspenseful! Free E book.

The Crimes In File No. 9 is definitely tantalizing assortment of documents roasting up in a filing cabinet. For this reason, I'd to let them out for the universe to read. Most of these tales are generally adventurous and also stunning viewpoint into the horror-filled intellect of characters having criminal intent. You’ve most likely examine a huge selection of crime stories although not similar to this. This yarn means to keep you spellbound holding on to your seat begging for help. The midst of all this disarray may be the emphasis of the first chilling encounter with an ordinary dude meek and also quiet in his fashion right up until he loses his mother and job in the same day. The postman’s feeling of sorrow for his mother and the significance of his job cloud the decision and also mentality of his very being. As soon as you threw in psychotic drugs along with a combination of copious amounts of alcohol. And to take the circumstance possibly even farther buying a rifle. He’ll take sanctuary at Dead Mans Hill on the mountain flanked by trees. There he'll shoot and kill each and every passerby in his eyesight. There are households in the area youngsters playing nearby.

The very first is referred to as the Dark Gunman about a quiet black postal worker who loses his job and mother in the same day becomes sniper murdering anybody that comes in his way.

The second affair is called The Situation Of A Missing Casino Executive with regards to a PI hunting for a casino boss.

The Third is referred to as The Knock Off with regards to a Rap artist and music producer asks a close pal to help him locate a former associate that stole drugs from him.

Inclosing these scrumptious crime stories is actually to rock your crime loving asses. You ought to get your fill just like a junky and comeback for much more. The value of this story is definitely to entertain you just like never before. Just as soon as you see what will happen to these characters you’ll think carefully before you started out a life of crime. Unfortunately, we cannot endorse any one of these story ideas or criminal offenses to promote readers into implementing these crimes committed in these stories. Well good luck and read responsibly and you’ll enjoy.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Darryl Harrison
• Release date: Jul 26, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476052519

Darryl Harrison

About The AuthorI was born Darryl Harrison in Berkeley CA. I was raised in California and Nevada. I went to Reno High School. I studied writing with Author Ardath Mayhar for a while I studied business at a community college. My drinking caused me to miss a lot of classes. I worked at the police Dept. I worked at a number of other odd job-mostly in the food Dept. Once I was injured-several months had pass before I started writing. My first book is The Crimes In File No.9. I now live in Berkeley California.

Book preview

The Crimes In File 9

By Darryl Harrison

Copyright 2012, 2015 Darryl Harrison

Smash words Edition

Smashwords Edition, License Notes

Many thanks for downloading this free ebook. You are welcome to share it with your buddies. This book may be duplicated, reproduced and distributed for non-commercial purposes, provided the book stays in its complete original style. In the event, you enjoyed this book, please come back to Smashwords.com to explore other works by this author. Thank you for your support.

Table of Contents

The Knock Off

The Situation of a Missing Casino Executive

The Dark Gunman

About The Author

The Knock off

Edward Wingtip Johnson was a rap artist, producer/drug dealer.

You needed to see me, brother? Lothian said sharply.

Yeh, take a seat, dude, Wingtip stated strongly with a smirk.

Lothian sat down and his face etched in desperation.

What did I do bro-bro? Lothian asked franticly.

Nothing---yet. I've got a project for you, boo, Wingtip stated strongly with a smile.

Yeah? Lothian stated sharply with anticipation.

The secretary came in, transporting a stack of tan folders and ditched them on his desk, smiling as she left. Lothian looked over her tight butt as she strolled out the office.

When are you likely to make love to that girl? Lothian inquired strongly with a laugh.

Dude, I already hit that bruh, Mr. Wingtip stated sharply with a smile.

She returned with a box of KFC and a six-pack of Cobra. Wingtip smacked her butt as she began to walk out of the office and she giggled. He had been a huge guy, built just like a linebacker. He usually dressed up just like rappers.

Want a wing, bruh? Wingtip inquired strongly.

Hell yes, Lothian responded strongly as he snapped up one and swiftly sunk his teeth into it.

The carpet had been azure with red Beretta guns. The wall acquired photos of Gangster rappers from all over the globe, along with big nude posters of black women. Everything in this dude’s office was made from marble and pure gold.

Wingtip provided Lothian a Cobra beer and he accepted.

So exactly what I have to do? Lothian inquired, opening up a beer.

Knock-off somebody, Wingtip suggested sharply.

You mean blast a guy? Lothian stated strongly, and took a long guzzle of beer.

Exactly. You dig? Wingtip stated sharply, sucking on a wing bone.

But Mr. Wingtip, you know that type of thing ain’t my bag, Lothian stated sadly, shaking his head.

Lothian ate one more wing and flushed it down with beer.

Man, I guess I had been wrong about you bro, Wingtip stated strongly.

I’m sorry, Lothian stated strongly, chewing on a wing.

Wingtip started out on another wing. Lothian finished a wing and opened up another beer. He had not been tall, looked just like an R&B singer, and dressed up well.

Man, you’re correct about that. Yo, you’re a damn coward, Wingtip stated firmly.

You know me, bro-bro. Bruh, I’m nothing like that, Lothian stated gruffly with a shock look on his face.

Prove it slime-poop! Wingtip said sharply as he took a long sip from a beer can.

Who is it I've got to takeout? Lothian asked firmly.

Teddy Gonzales, Wingtip said clearly.

Teddy...I thought he had been your boy. Your business partner, Mr. Lothian said strongly.

Correction...was. The frog-breath had taken my money and drugs. And the man spread rumors about me having prostate cancer, Wingtip stated harshly as he stuffed a biscuit in his mouth.

Oh man, that’s heavy baby, Lothian stated.

For sure, Wingtip snapped.

Do you have prostate cancer, bro-bro? Mr. Lothian asked calmly.

Shut up, dude! Mr. Wingtip said savagely.

Wingtip wiped his hands on