Death Smell
By J. D. Webb
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When the killer sends a taunting email she wonders if even she is one of his targets.
J. D. Webb
I have always written. Mostly short stories until I "retired" in 2002. Then I had three mysteries in trade paperback and eBook published by Wings ePress, Inc. My fourth book was Smudge is published by Wild Rose Press. My new book with Wild Rose is Bayou Chase to be released soon. I'm active in over 20 yahoo groups about writing and I own and moderate the Publishing and Promoting group with over 1000 authors and publishers worldwide providing a free source of tips and information pertaining to writing. I taught an online three-week course titled How to Add Suspense to Your Killer Novel for Savvy Authors in 2010 and 2014.
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Death Smell - J. D. Webb
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One
Death has a distinctive odor. She always dreaded the first visit to a crime scene. That odor lingered in her head for days. Every time someone mentioned a vic's name, or a newspaper article about the crime popped up, the smell returned. And it was stifling.
Teresa Macklin stared at the dark waters of the Illinois River over the steering wheel of her new Avalon. She breathed deeply, trying to fill her nostrils with the sweet, new-car scent, hoping against hope it would negate what she would soon experience.
Three police units--the coroner's fifteen-year-old Chrysler, and a Peoria Rescue squad--were parked in a line to her right. Flashing lights played tricks with the waves, flickering across the water.
Mack straightened her shoulders, steeling herself once more. She sighed and got out of the car. The trunk popped open as she thumbed the release button on her key chain and rubbed the rabbit's foot dangling from the chain. She rummaged through the trunk to find her crime scene boots and police coat. She unzipped her new denim jacket--well, it did go with her jeans--and changed.
Why do I always get these calls when I'm wearing heels? God, I hope I don't ruin my pants. She rarely indulged in impulse buying, but these new jeans couldn't be guilted away by the $145 price tag. They made her look…well, sexy.
Hey, Mack. Wow, love your outfit.
Beefy police sergeant Mike Riley couldn't seem to suppress a smile.
Accepting the nickname, Mack, had been one concession she allowed in the spirit of being part of the team. They'd stressed team membership at the Police Academy, so she became one of the guys.
But it still made her grit her teeth.
Cool it, Sarge. What've we got?
She liked Riley. A good cop. He'd been one of the few who'd willingly accepted her rise to detective.
Male, 'bout 30, found over by the big barge. Got the scene taped and the hands have been bagged. One bullet 'tween the eyes. Nobody 'cept the coroner's touched anything. You're the first of the investigating team to show up. Murphy's on his way to be the second detective and the Lieutenant, Captain and Chief are scrambling to get here.
Thanks, Riley. Go get some coffee, and--
Mack patted his stomach. --stay away from those donuts.
It was a ritual performed many times.
So Mack would spend the rest of the night, marking her ninth year as a homicide detective, at the computer