Excerpt- Part 2

Chapter Twenty-two

As everyone probably knows, birds do not have the largest of brains. In Sasha’s case, it wasn’t so much intelligence as it was mischief. It was a nice summer day with a light breeze flowing through an open window, when Sasha, flying innocently along, caught something in his eye. Maybe it was a sparkle from the laminated cover, or maybe it was just pure spite, but Sasha flew down and landed on the book. At first, Sasha was not sure what he should do with this object. He did see that his owner used his featherless wings to cause the object to open, but Sasha knew enough to not attempt the same action with his wings. Instead, Sasha decided to use his beak which, unfortunately, did not have a good effect on the pages of the book.

“Sasha! What the hell are you doing? Stop that, you dirty bird!” Having heard one of his favorite expressions, Sasha stopped what he was doing and, turning his head to the side, looked over at his owner. The man came over to Sasha, picked him up and put him back into his cage. “That’s enough out of you, for now.” His owner then picked up the object, sat down with his cup of coffee, and skimmed through some of the pages. When he got to one line in the text, he stopped, reread it and then dog-eared the page. He then got out his laptop and logged on. He checked to see if Alex had sent him any e-mails. There weren’t any, so he wrote one to Alex: I have just looked in the book on Assyrian history from the Babble case. I found something interesting. It seems that Resheph was a Canaanite god of plague and war. He was also associated with lightning as a weather god. Under the Egyptian pharoah Amenhotep II, Resheph was popular as a god of horses and chariots. He is also mentioned several times in the Bible, again associated with lightening and plague. I have also found a reference to Namtar. In Mesopotamian mythology, Namtar was a god of death and a messenger of An, Ereshkigal, and Nergal. He was also considered as being responsible for diseases and pests. In the story of Inanna’s Descent into Hell, Namtar, as Ereshkegal’s messenger, curses Inanna with 60 diseases. He is also believed to be the personification of death, i.e. the Grim Reaper. So, with all of this in mind, where does this take us? And do we really want to go there? James. He expected Alex to take a while to get back to him, so he used the time to go deeper into the book to see what other “coincidences” he could find. He also had a feeling that there would be another trip to Idaho in his future. All because Sasha was in one of his moods. Oh well.

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The Corporate Whore of Babylon: Excerpt

Chapter Three

The annoying alarm clock went off besides the head of the sleeping detective. As he made his way up from the sands of sleep, he opened one eye and saw that it was noon. Normally he would have been at work by now but, due to the inconvenient death of Mr. William Babble, he had to return home to try to capture the hours that he had lost. So, he got out of bed, took a shower, checked his face to see if he needed a shave (he decided that he didn’t), and left his apartment. When he arrived at the station, he headed to his desk and found a note there. Captain Janus requested his presence, so he went to his boss’ office. As he went up to the half-opened door, he heard Janus just putting down his phone’s receiver. He knocked.

“Come in,” said Janus.Untitled

“You wanted to see me Captain?”

“Yes. I received a call from Doctor Chang concerning the Babble case. It looks like it was murder. He said that he found a small puncture mark in Mr. Babble’s back hairline. I told him that I would send you over to the labs when you got in.”

“You got it Captain.”

“Be sure to report back to me when, or if, you get any more details. If looks like you’re going to be a bit busy for awhile because I’m putting you on this case”.

“Gee, thanks, boss”.

“No problem”, he said with a small smirk on his face.

“So, Doc, what specifically have you found”?

“Well, the puncture mark that I found in the victim’s hairline is definitely from a syringe. I’ve drawn some blood and am expecting an analysis soon to confirm my suspicions.”

“Well, what are your suspicions”?

“From what I’ve observed, it looks like death occurred by heart attack induced through the introduction of a large dose of potassium chloride”.

“The Corporate Whore of Babylon” Excerpt

Chapter 1

To the Mayans, December 21, 2012 is considered the end of the world. Christians believe that no one knows the hour or the day of Jesus’ coming. To the corpse of William Babble, who was neither a Mayan or a hardcore Christian, it made no difference. William Babble, if he had been alive, would still not care. As CEO of Cordtex Industries, the only thing that mattered to William Babble was profits and how much taxes his company could avoid.

His nude 65 year old body was found on the floor of his Malibu bedroom. James Gladd, who is a detective with the Los Angeles Police Department, was kneeling by the body of the victim looking for any clues to the man’s death. Gladd is 35 years old, divorced, no children and has a pet parrot named Sasha. Mr. Babble had no marks on his body, unless you count a “Semper Fi” tattoo on his upper right arm. He ran a billion dollar tire company that was started by his grandfather in 1899. He had been married twice and had four sons by his second wife, Leah. His sons names (in order of age) are Warren, Frederick, Disraeli (or “Dizzy”), and Edwin. Along with seven other people, they are on the board of Cordtex Industries.Untitled

So, as Gladd was looking over the body before the coroner arrived, his sergeant Dale Innov came up to him and asked “Did you find anything suspicious?”

“No” he said, “but then finding a dead body on the floor is not always suspicious to me”.

“How so?”

“Well, since he is nude, I suspect that he either was getting ready for bed or that he slept in the nude. Secondly, why is his head pointed towards the foot of the bed? And thirdly, why are there no water glasses or coffee cups in the bedroom”?

“Why is that so important”?

“Well, if there was a cup or glass on the nightstand, I would suspect poison, but since there isn’t, then, for now, I’ll have to rule out poison”.

“Alright, I see your point.”

Just then the emergency personnel and the coroner arrived on the scene. Dr. Ned Chang walked up to the body, examined it, and then had it loaded up into the ambulance.

“Well, Ned” he said, “looks like you’ve got an interesting case on your hands tonight”.

He looked over at Gladd and said:

“Money is the only thing that makes this an interesting case. Otherwise, it would be the same as having a body from Skid Row brought in”.

“Well, Doc, aren’t you an optimist”.

“You know that I call them as I see them. So who made the call to you guys”?

“Mr. Babble’s valet made the call about an hour ago”. “Okay, well I’ll give you a call if I find anything interesting”. “Yeah, you do that Doc”.

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