Blood River

by Tony Cavanaugh

It wasn’t that long ago that sheep were mustered down the main streets of the city, when pepper was considered an exotic spice and garlic something too exotic to use at all.

Good quote

an indication to Billy and me to hunker down and hammer them, but in my brief time in Homicide I have come to know that a reliance on a person’s body movements as you ask them tough questions, determining guilt, is nonsense. Donna jiggled, tapped her feet on the floor and drummed her hands on her knees like she was Ringo Starr.

Funny!