My father once told me to get the feel of the last guys misery look deep inside his past.
I wanted to know more about my father.

All I did was look at the past case he worked on and how it was handled.
To me it all seemed like he dealt with the same pressure and same cases except for one that was left cold.

A local hooker was murder at the motel proximally past midnight. Two people had sat and waited for a local man to enter the motel. Later into the day my father had bin called to a local dealer who was linked to the hooker’s death which landed to a judge’s murder. .

Someone had wanted these people dead. And to me it seems like it was all linked to a certain drug at that point.

I did what most rookie homicide detectives usually do when they find something exciting. Take the files and study a little further.

The more I read I got more confident that this was my big break into the police force something to make me as famous as my father was once was!