[image error]Baptism by Fire
Before I had a chance to grab a cup of coffee or discover the location of my desk, I was given my first assignment as a homicide detective.
A 16-year-old boy had been killed by a train in the City of Industry.
It was a chilly fall morning, and I made the mistake of arriving at the office at seven o’clock. Other than one detective handling phones at the front desk, the place was empty.
I came from Special Investigations Bureau (SPI) where we started early; six o’clock was the...
Published on May 09, 2018 21:32