Detective Rage Series Box Set #1

By D. E. Harrison

The Detective Rage Mysteries follow the exploits of Janette Ward Rage from her time as a cowgirl in Idaho, to a patrolman in Seattle, then her career as a Homicide Detective.
Her boss Inspector Strong, functions as a Chief. He seldom visits a crime scene. He fishes with the FBI Regional Director, Ted McClearly. Her senior lead is Detective Harry Smith. He famous for his Sears Sucker suits.
Patrolman Samuel Ray Jones is slightly junior to Rage in the police department. Their paths seem to cross and when it does gun fire follows. Jones is a former Nave Seal and one of the few people that shoots as well as she does. Many cases cross multiple lines; FBI, Homeland Security, CIA, NSA, other jurisdictions.
There is Colonel Hill in the shadows. A Marine full Colonel that seems to command or has access to whatever force is needed or intel, as he would call it.
Of course, Coroner George is around to help clean up the mess that seems to follow Rage and Jones.
Finally, there is an organization operating in the grey area world-wide where all the money is. The organization is in Seattle. It is run by a single woman with three younger female assistants, and she has a private Boeing 757.

Box 1 Book 1 - 13th Street gang #1. Rage’s exploits as a rookie patrolman, and the gang wishing to remove her permanently. How she impacts the small arms carried by patrolmen. She has a brief encounter with Patrolman Jones.

Box 1 Book 2- Fountain Case #2. Rage’s first case on the jobs as a four-day rookie homicide detective. A shootout by hired guns at a large mall in Seattle. The Chief of Police goes into hiding from the President of the USA before it is all over.

Box 1 Book 3- Mayan Temple Case #3. Rage is made a temporary sergeant in the jail while three women discover 12-sided crystals in the Mayan jungle. Raga is hiding a kidnap victim from everyone. The Air Force pilots report a one megaton device has exploded in south Seattle from the mushroom cloud they can see. How is it all tied together?

Box 1 Book 4 - Who is He? #4. Mr. Black is found by his long-time maid murdered in his house when he should be in Mexico on vacation. His wife is called and says, “He is fishing, back soon.” The victim’s pictures are life size and all over his company’s walls and the body is identified by the vice president as Mr. Black. The wife returns and faints when identifying the body, why?

• Language: English
• Publisher: D. E. Harrison
• Release date: Nov 14, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005016425

D. E. Harrison

I am trained as a theoretical mathematician. I am an emeritus member of the American Mathematical Society for fifty odd years. I have lived in Seattle since 1967. I starting writing fiction after writing a family history.

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By D. E. Harrison

Copyright 2010 by D. E. Harrison

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Table Of Contents

Chapter 1 Janette Rage's Early Years

Chapter 2 Patrolman Rage's Police Training

Chapter 3 Patrolman Rage's Car Patrolling Training

Chapter 4 Patrol Car Assignment

Chapter 5 Getting Even With the Police

Chapter 6 Internal Affairs

Chapter 7 The Twins are About to be Born

Chapter 8 The Awards Ceremony

Chapter 1 Janette Rage's Early Years

Janette Wanda Rage is enjoying a normal life as a farm girl in Idaho. Drive the tractor, feed the stock, and swimming in the pond. When older, she drags the four blocks of their small town and tease the boys from another town. See a movie and be home at 9:30. Gets up the next day and do it again.

The Rage family farm is six square miles of varied terrain typical of Idaho. The upper sections have timber with mountain streams and grazing meadows. The bottom land has the farmhouse, barns, the irrigated lands, and the remainder in dryland wheat, with some still in sage brush and jackrabbits.

Having a slow day on the farm, her three older brothers will take Janette out shooting. They will shoot box after box of shells.

The rule is, If you kill it, you eat it.

Rocks and bottles are fair game. The brothers don’t like to admit it but little sister with her pea shooter is a better shot than they are.

By the time Janette is in high school, she is shooting the same guns as her older brothers, all the way up to a 30-40 Craig. This rifle is known as the old buffalo gun from her great grandfather.

Her oldest brother gets married and builds a home on the north edge of the farm He no longer spends much time playing with his younger brothers and sister. He is now all business when on the farm.

Janette sees better than her brothers, one day she will be alone. When her second brother marries, and builds a home on the farm, she knows she must prepare to leave home and start her own adventure.

Three towns over is the County Seat, Hailey. It has a small college and is on the railway line. She decides with a partial scholarship she can go there and still be close to home. Just not too close to home.

Around the family Sunday supper table Janette as a junior in high school announces, I am going to college after high school.

The family is surprised but happy for her.

Janette’s mother has said before, She is seventeen going on twenty-six.

Janette becomes a senior in high school and her youngest and last brother gets married. All her three brothers and their families are now living on the farm and are more than enough to run it. The family adds another section from a neighbor of good bottom land with the water rights. The land will now support all four families for years to come.

Janette is five years younger than her youngest brother and twelve years behind her oldest brother. She might be the kid sister but is in some way older than her brothers. She is treated as an equal in all family decisions. She knows she could stay on the farm and be part of the local community but that does not suit her.

Janette graduates from high school and is ready for college

Janette's family has always held a weekly family council to discuss up-coming family events. When the Rage’s family was young, they pushed the highchairs up to the table. As the brothers grew the items discussed took on more importance. Such as, who had the late water turn, who would milk the cows, and who gets the family car the next weekend.

Janette goes to college with intent. Many of the kids there are because that is what is expected of them.

In college, the boys don’t like being bested by a girl. In the classroom they might live with it. But out on the playing field they can’t stand that. Janette plays on the Rugby team until she hurts the star player.

The coach tells her, Please, don't come back.

After her required classroom studies, she picks up boxing, and fencing because she misses her brother’s rough housing with her. She likes the precision of mathematics and finds the reason in a series of logic classes.

Janette comes home one Monday during her senior year in college. She is a little nervous, even after talking with her mother about the subject she is going to bring up at the family council. The Rage’s family council is held every Monday evening. It now includes the three brothers and their families. They discuss family events; issues related to the family farm and decide what to do.

Janette says in the family meeting, After I graduate from college, I am moving. There is no need for me on the farm and there are few jobs around here I am interested in.

Only Janette's grandma says, Go for it, girl. You can do whatever you want. Might even find a fella.

Her grandma is a smaller five-foot version of Janette, with her red hair and independent spirit.

The family council does not vote on her decision to leave but understands why it is being made. They all wish her the best and even her brothers fight back a few tears.

Mother has talked with Janette’s father before hand to soften the blow. She reminds him that they had been saving for Janette’s wedding, but she could use the money when she moves. The brothers chip in some additional money and they rework her old truck into perfect condition. The sisters-in-laws have several suitcases for clothes and their best wishes.

Janette graduates from college with an associate degree in law enforcement, a minor in mathematics, and a second associate degree in psychology. She finishes third in her graduation class.

The day to leave home finally arrives for Janette, and a family surprise party is held after the chores are done. The next morning Janette’s mother holds back her tears until her truck makes the turn to the dirt road leading to town.

Her father holds her mother and says, She will be fine mother.

He does not speak out, ‘I hope.’

Her mother says, Yes, she will but we will keep her horse for when she comes back. Oh, dear.

She drives from her small rural Idaho farming community to the sprawling metropolis of Seattle. Janette is in Seattle long enough to find a small apartment when she sees an advertisement for the Seattle Police Department. and she applies for the job. The bean counters are happy as well as the police hiring board. They both get to count Janette. The board offers a position at the academy for a qualified candidate and the bean counters get to count her as one of their female police candidates.

Janette calls home about getting the job, the family is supportive, but mother is scared for her little girl.

After her mother hangs up, Janette’s dad hugs mother, Now mother, she will be fine. They will have her filing all the papers in a back room.

Dad never speaks out again, ‘I hope so.’

Back in Seattle, the letter from the police hiring board tells her, You will be housed onsite for the first three months. You may return home after the first month every other Sunday. The third month you may leave every other weekend until you graduate.

Janette has no time to make friends with any of the neighbors in her apartment building before she enters the police academy. She spends most of her release time studying at the academy.

It takes Janette some time to get use to the rain and weather in Seattle. She is accustomed to more sunshine and less rain. But it is not as hot, which is nice. She quickly catches on to Seattleite’s unique description of their weather. It is not much different than what people do back home.

Back home, a little ‘nippy’ meaning the temperature is not too far below freezing. It is ‘not too bad’ back home when the temperature is around zero.

Chapter 2 Patrolman Rage's Police Training

Janette reports to the police academy as one of forty candidates including four women.

Janette is now in her early-twenties, almost 6-feet tall. No one would dare ask her weight or any other numbers. She fills out her Patrolman's uniform after she has the legs and hips tailored to fit her. The uniform clerk is about to make a remark about the alterations needed on her uniform when he looks up. He is nose to nose with what he will later describe as a ‘blue eyed, red headed, Viking warrior.’

During this intense training period, Janette dedicates herself to studying for her courses. Even more so than her fellow candidates, she finds the physical training and gun range is nothing but a welcome break from the academic work. She picks up the name Rage when in the gym. The name sticks and since it was also her last name, no one ever ask what her first name is. It is not a question you ask when you are on your back on the mat. You are there because of a kick, a hard flip, or a straight left jab.

In close hand to hand at the police academy, all her opponents have learned to wear extra padding and some still have a few black and blue marks left on them. She kicks like a mule and her straight left jab is not only difficult to see coming but hard when it lands. Her name is well earned, and she accepts it as it is her last name. It is seldom meant that way.

Rage excels in the hand-to-hand combat because her older brothers taught her well. On the farm, she had to handle the nearly 100-pound feed sacks, which the boys tossed to each other, rather than carrying them into the barn.

One smart aleck at the police academy ends up in the ER room with cracked ribs and a broken nose after he gets smart with her in the gym. He washes out of the police academy several weeks later. He does not keep up with the class material.

She always scores 100 % in the shooting qualifications. Before starting at the Academy, she found a private gun club and began practicing. The club is outdoors and gives Rage and early edge in getting use to the wet shooting conditions in Seattle. She has been hitting a six-inch circle at thirty yards for several months. She is much better with a rifle than the police special handgun they issued her at the Academy from her living on a farm. Twice a week, she has been shooting at the police gun range with the other candidates at the academy.

Rages disposition and style suits her red hair. It doesn’t take long for all her fellow patrolmen at the Academy to refer to her as simply ‘Rage.’ No one at home or in school ever called her ‘red.’ There might have been a fifth grader when Janette was a fourth grader that used the word. He took such a beating; it looked like he tangled with a bob cat.

Janette Rage graduates third in her class, overall. She scores first at the gun range, third in physical combat and second in the class work. Her commanders at the Academy see a good police officer when patrolman Rage has been seasoned for a time.

The Academy provides the theory, the real training starts after graduation. She must now put what the books say into practice. Patrolman Rage's first desk duty is to understand the filing system. She soon discovers the system is not always followed. She chases down the last person to file a report and makes them do it correctly. When she leaves filing, everyone in filing is happy. She is a tough task master as the ‘red headed queen’ of the files.

The next step is to pull files that are requested. This is an easy assignment as the files are now in good order and it is easy to find any file. It is several months before this part of the training is over.

Next in the training is reading other patrolman’s reports and insuring they are complete and properly filled out. This usually requires going and talking to the patrolman that wrote the report. This is a diplomatic exercise of the first order. Most officers don’t like to write reports and even less having someone editing their work.

Rage’s smile works wonders in having a patrolman work on a better report. She also suggests changes, through a series of questions. She finds the best written reports come from the Homicide section. They are very detailed and logical. The robbery reports can go on for page after page as they list every item stolen and their description.

The only reports not read or filed in the general files are the Internal Affairs, IA reports. IA file their own and have a separate location for their cabinets.

Rage’s next assignment is the shooting range, cleaning up, setting up targets on occasion, and reloading rounds for the range firing. She is an old hand at reloading shells. She and her brothers all reloaded their own shells at home.

The ammunition used in the Patrolman’s weapon in the field is factory loaded. It is always used on the range to certify an officer. Practice shooting uses their own hand loaded rounds.

Rage enjoys the extra shooting this assignment allows her. Her life on the farm provided her own gun since she was ten. They only got bigger as she did. Her grandpa had an old 10-gauge double barrel. She never got to shoot it until she was a senior in high school. Only one of her brothers got to use it as a junior in high school

At the end of the three months’ rotation, Rage’s pistol accuracy is as good as her rifle shooting.

Chapter 3 Patrolman Rage's Car Patrolling Training

Every Patrolman after the customary office procedures training is scheduled for the advanced course on patrolling and then the advanced driver’s training.

The patrolmen are first given another week of advanced classroom instruction at the academy. Then they are loaded into the police van in sets of three and driven to the patrol’s advanced training and driving course.

The instructor pulls up in the van to the driving course, You’ll spend your first duty assignment as a patrolman entirely in the patrol car. No, you’ll not be driving on city streets any time soon.

He hands each of them a manual, "Your first assignment will be to go completely through the vehicle’s manual in checking out the patrol car. Next verify that the supplies are the correct ones, amounts and stowed properly in the trunk per the police manual. Here is the supply check list.

You will mark up the supply list and hand it in. You will then be given someone else’s list. You will verify they are correct in what they reported.

Rage inspects the patrol car as if it is the first day after the winter and the tractor has been hand pushed out from its shed to be checked out.

The instructor holds his hand up to back off the old service manager when Rage raises the hood to check the fluids per the vehicle’s manual. Next, she goes over the tires, spare and all the items that should be in the trunk. Her only comment on the handout sheet is that the spare tire is seven pounds below the correct pressure.

After lunch, the driving instructor takes each group of three for three rides through the advanced driving training course in his private training car. Each candidate sits in each of the three possible seats through the three-mile course.

He reminds them, You will be timed on the course at different speeds and conditions. Your final exam will be half written on Department driving procedures. The second half will have you drive the course in a set minimum length of time.

He grins, I will now drive the course in what will be the minimum time to pass. Few people make it on their first or even third try. It is not who is the fastest but who gets to the incidents to help. Questions?

He continues, Your driver training will start tomorrow, the list is posted. You will be bussed here. Safe driving, good luck.

Rage asks no questions while riding on the course with the instructor. Instead she watches the instructor as he drives and feels how the car reacts under her. Later back in her bunk at the Academy, Rage reads all the classroom driving material several times. She then reads the entire vehicle’s manual.

The next day her group of trainees is bused to the driving course. They are driven through the course one more time but in a standard patrol car. They all get out.

The instructor barks, Rage, you are up next.

She is dressed in her uniform, helmet, and safety glasses. Before she gets into the car, she opens the trunk, gives it a quick look, then the tires and windshields.

She gets in buckles up, looks over and does not start the car until the instructor is buckled up.

He pushes the stopwatch, Let’s go

She drives at a leisurely pace, following all the traffic signs.

Over the radio, Car 1313, a 213 at 4th and James. Suspects fleeing south on 2nd Avenue. You are to set a roadblock at 1st and Michigan. Suspect in a brown, dirty, older, passenger van.

The instructor turns on the lights and siren.

He pushes another knob on the stopwatch, The clock is ticking.

Some areas of the course are being spread with water before Rage gets to it.

Rage can feel the beast under her as she pushes the gas pedal down. It is going well when the wet pavement comes up. Rage floats the car around one turn, then pushes the pedal to the floor. In five seconds, she brakes hard, drops the gear handle down to a lower setting, and goes to the floor with the gas pedal. In half a mile, she is back to 45 mph. She makes the final turn and does a five-foot slide to the stop line.

She is waved off the course and parks the car.

The instructor takes a little longer getting out of the car than Rage. She meets him at the passenger’s back door. He is breathing a little harder than normal, but Rage does not notice. If the other trainees had been in the car, they would have seen the instructor turning an imaginary wheel and pushing the non-existent brake pedal to the floor.

The instructor says, Patrolman Rage, that was quite a ride. Maybe a little faster than necessary but it was almost textbook. You were 47-seconds under the limit. I would like you to drive it several times, a little slower but you passed.

Rage gives him a big smile, Thank you sir. But service needs to check the left front tie-rod. It feels a little loose.

The instructor writes it on the evaluation sheet.

He barks, Officer Hansen, you are next, get in.

At the end of the day, the instructor mentions Rage’s comment to the old service manager.

He shakes his bald head and yells, Harry, throw number P1474 up on the rack. I don’t care if it is quitting time.

Pointing a greasy finger at the instructor, You stay put.

The two-service people look under the car. The service manager has a sheepish grin on his face as he comes out from under the car and shuffles up to the instructor.

The left tie-rod will be replaced tonight. Don’t say a word.

Chapter 4 Patrol Car Assignment

The day finally arrives when the rookies will be put in a patrol car with a supervisor. The rookie list has been posted on the board but at their first official rollcall they will be assigned their specific car and supervisor.

At the Monday roll call, the tension and excitement are running high as the new recruits anticipate their first patrol car assignment. The Lieutenant always comes down special to make their first car assignments.

The rookies ahead of time have an unofficial list of the cars and supervisors available to take on a trainee. The problem is that they see there is one more rookie than cars available

The Lieutenant reads out-loud the car assignments in alphabetical order by the last name. Patrolman Rage sees no rookie has been excluded from the list, as he nears the bottom. There is no rookie behind Rage in the alphabet at this rotation. It appears she has been excluded from the first patrol car training.

There is a murmur in the ranks. All the rookies see this also and wonder why? Even those who wouldn’t admit it openly, realize she is more skilled than they are. The roll call Lieutenant is at the end of the list and sees that Patrolman Rage has not been assigned a car from his list.

He knows that could not true and again searches through his stack of papers looking for Rage's car assignment. He is almost frantic as he goes through the papers again for the third time. He did not review the list before coming down to give out the assignments. He has been doing this for years and this has never happened before.

Rage's brain is spinning, trying to figure out what could have happened. The awkward silence in the room is making the noise of the paper shuffling even worse.

The Patrol Captain is walking up the aisle between the seated patrolmen with an older Sergeant at his side. The Sergeant's uniform is of the older style; however, it is still approved in The Book. Rage has read The Book, cover to cover.

When he is only one step from the front of the room, the Captain turns and clears his throat to gain the Lieutenant’s attention. The Lieutenant is still digging through his papers and is startled when the Captain speaks.

Sorry Lieutenant, I have one other officer to add to your car list. You all may have heard of Sergeant Miniki. He will spend his last few days before retiring riding with Patrolman Rage.

The Captain continues in his smooth southern drawl for all to hear, Sorry Lieutenant about being so slow, I didn’t want to visit you in the ER this morning, if patrolman Rage was not given a car.

The tension is broken in the room with laughter, and everyone is slapping each other on their backs as they get up and leave for their first patrol car duty.

Sergeant Miniki goes over to Rage as they file out of the room, Sorry Patrolman, about the way this went down. The car and supervisor for you fell through the red tape hole and it wasn’t noticed until the Major returned from vacation. When he went through a pile of paperwork, he got to the car assignments and found you were excluded. I hear he went through the roof. Glad to have you. I will drive for a time.

Walking to the garage, Sergeant Miniki hands Rage the standard patrolling package as she gets into the car.

Pulling out of the garage into traffic he says, It has been a while; since, I drove the south end. Our route is outlined on the map with the written directions. We can vary it some, just stay alert. We are not looking for trouble. Don’t worry, it will find us soon enough. I will drive, and you observe. So, the next time you pass an area you will have something to compare it with.

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