Detective Darby #6 – The Arrest

It took only a few moments for the coppers to funnel into the depot. A few of the officers that I knew had quite a look of surprise on their faces while a few others took it as business as usual. It was already clear that the room was divided. My heart sank when the first suit I saw was Detective Greene walking through that … Continue reading Detective Darby #6 – The Arrest

Detective Darby #5 – The Trunk

Walt and I were petrified as we continued to stare into the trunk of that taxi. It seemed to have untold depths with only a glint of light captivating us while we squinted in vain to reason out its origin. “For a second, I thought we were going to find that dog,” Walt remarked. His bravado was unrelenting, but that has always been his defining … Continue reading Detective Darby #5 – The Trunk

Detective Darby #4 – The Passenger

Finally, I conjured enough nerve to lay eyes on my presumptuous passenger. I prepared myself to receive quite a shock but, in the end, was rather relieved instead, which was something of a shock in its own right. It turned out to be none other than Walter Hayes, one of the reasons why my door reads Chet Darby and Associates. Walt is a bear of … Continue reading Detective Darby #4 – The Passenger

Detective Darby #3 – The Favor

I wiped the steam from the mirror after draping myself in a towel. Consequently, I was shocked at image looking back at me. It appears that a hot bath cured my ailments except for my incessant need for a shave. Honestly, I didn’t care anymore, but I hadn’t given up on my clientele, not even the cat lovers. This shave would be strictly for business. … Continue reading Detective Darby #3 – The Favor

Detective Darby #2 – The Samaritan

My sight was the last sense to return to me. It confirmed what my other senses already told me; somebody doesn’t like me very much. It was nighttime by now and would be pitch black if not for the fire. I could feel the crust of dried blood taunting my nose like an itch just out of reach, being tied to a chair didn’t help. The … Continue reading Detective Darby #2 – The Samaritan

Detective Darby #1 – The Dame

The morning was so bright; I almost thought it had a beef with me. Nature should offer cloud cover until 10 am for all of the night owls. To be fair, I had yet to surmise the time and typically call morning whatever time I manage to wake up. I reluctantly eased up from the well-worn couch in my office. The smell of the leather always … Continue reading Detective Darby #1 – The Dame