David Edgerley Gates

• Mar-2013
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It was cold by the Landwehr Canal. The crime scene was contained inside a small perimeter, and understated, no portable generator or halogen lamps. Ambulance, hazard lights off, a diver, already stripping out of his wetsuit, the patrol car, two uni...

• Dec-2012
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The room was perhaps twelve feet by eight, brightly lit. There were no cabinets or other built-in furnishings. There was a stainless steel table, on casters, big enough for a recumbent body, which I found a little sinister. There was a drain in th...

• Nov-2012
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Simon Straw smiled. It was a disarming smile, almost apologetic. It wasn't meant to give insult. His stance was relaxed, practically nerveless, none of his muscles tensed, his hands at his sides, the elbows slightly bent, like a man ready to pick up ...

• Jul-2012
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McElroy made the dive from a point on the riverbank a thousand yards upstream from the triangulated position of the wreckage. The skin of ice sighed as he slipped under it, and the dark water closed over his head like a shroud....

• Jul-2012
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The room was perhaps twelve feet by eight, brightly lit. There were no cabinets or other built-in furnishings. There was a stainless steel table, on casters, big enough for a recumbent body, which I found a little sinister. There was a drain in the t...

• May-2012
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Topsy killed George Fennady today. She maneuvered him into the corner of her pen and crushed him against the walls. It may have been an accident, of course, but I doubt it. This is the third death she's caused in three years....