Life is good. Actually life owes it to no one to be anything. Life is like an amusement park ride and sometimes all you can do is to just hold on.
In the following story, I did not slavishly name all the characters. I did not name the wife of one of the characters, I did not name the murderer of one of the characters. This is consistent with the patterns in life because one does not know the names of 100% of the people they interact with, even with people they interact with on a daily basis for years. For a writer to obsess about naming all the characters in a novel would be a never ending process. There is an old saying about politics, "Politics is like a glass of wine. Once you start...." Therefore it is best to not worry about naming every last character in a story. Just one of the things one learns on the way of being a Writer.
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Police Blotter 22
The following story is fiction. Any resemblance to any persons living or dead is unintentional and coincidental.
chapter 1
Dawson Creek RCMP Station at night, December 2007.
Corporal Chris Hines was working a graveyard shift one night. Typically the Police work on multiple cases every day, especially in a small town.
The call came in at 4 am. There was an auto accident fatality. When the RCMP Detectives arrived on the scene, there was a horrific scene that awaited them. There was one airport limousine that was crumpled waywardly in a ravine at the side of the road. A body and a red bloody squash all around it was under a car door badly crumpled concavedly.
A cherry picker crane as well as the jaws of life had to be called in to pluck the collapsed mess out of the road.
The Jaws of Life.
A subsequent forensic identity check obtained through dental records because the face as it ducked down in the time of the accident was crushed and damaged beyond recognition revealed that it was an important local figure who had been killed. His name was Brick Javersill and he was none other than the owner of a local television news station. It is not often that a person dies in a small town, it is even more rare when a celebrity dies. Sure, everybody in a small town eventually dies if they do not leave that town first, but these deaths are not every day.
Dawson Creek RCMP Station at night, December 2007.
Two hours later, he was driving back to the station that night, and he was passing the front of the Police station in the squad car. It was at 6am when the call came in. It was a '476' which means dead body found at the bottom of a medium sized river at the footbridge at Station street and Caravel Avenue. When the squad car got there a crowd had gathered at the swelling river. A fully clothed body was laying prone that is face down in the riverbed. Prone face down, rather than supine which is face up. The rigor mortised corpsed frozen even more by the icy cold temperatures making the body doubly frozen. The female body was badly beaten and there was a cold deliberation to the murder evident even then on the crime scene.
The Police had already been there for quite some time before Detective Hines arrived. At this time all the Police in town had arrived on the crime scene as this one was one that was deemed important. Some cops stayed there for hours, others just stayed for a few minutes. Constable Melissa Hines was one of these Officers.
The Royal Canadian Mounted Police Officers who had arrived there early had used cadaver dogs. These dogs were first trained by Dr Deb Komar of the University of Alberta and these dogs can even detect the distinct odour of corpses even under bodies of running water. A purse found near the scene belonging to the victim contained a ziploc sandwich baggies containing 50 tabs of ecstasy with the Kappa clothing symbol.
Detective Chris Hines had spent some time in Japan and knew that a kappa was a mischievous river creature that liked to live near public crossings. This describes the evening's ecstasy found at this riverside scene.
chapter 2
Fort St John RCMP Station.
Much of investigation can be done just sitting behind the desk and waiting, believe it or not. The Tao Te Ching said, "When you do nothing, all is done." The World takes care of itself.
The first victim was so important that the big dogs of the Provincial Police Services were called in. There was a lingering suspicion about the crime scene. It was not in the physical description of the scene but the way that the people in town, people at the bars were talking about the accident that rankled even the experienced ears of all the undercovers in town who were at the bar.
First, the CFSEU that is the Combined Forces Special Enforcement Unit which is a closed warehouse compound at an undisclosed location in the Fraser Valley of BC and then the particular expertise of the IHIT that is the Integrated Homicide Investigation Team was called in.
After using special Police investigation techniques, typically calling in the key people and leaning hard on anyone who might know anything using threats, money, they found out that indeed there was a murky conspiracy.
Some interests had wanted to own the television news company and wanted to buy them out. However, the lone hold-out was none other than the most powerful stakeholder and that was the late Brick Javersill.
The accident scene was a classic set up. A car accident. A favourite method of the very rich and powerful. A taxi makes a left turn. Stops, waits. On cue a pickup truck, but this is not the early 80s Toyota pickup that is being talked about here, this is the modern standard which is one of those Toyota priapus Prius fat fluffy big trucks. It was one of these big modern pickup trucks what hit that taxicab.
Big trucks on sale at a new car lot.
This is like that Steven Seagal movie On Deadly Ground where that old man who had refused to sell out got beaten with that whale's penis bone, otherwise known as a bacillus. There was that documentary on A&E about that old man named Joe Vogler who got murdered, probably by government agents, because he was a separatist who was for an independent Alaskan Nation.
The townspeople were worred about the News company releasing the details of the car accident. Maybe it would affect tourism. However, these worries turned to naught because starting the next year, there would be more tourists in the town because of the conspiracy theory than there was ever before! Perhaps the tourism industry is perverted that way.
chapter 3
"She hus parshed avay." An East Indian interviewed on the Canadian news, November 2007
The woman who was found in the riverbed like a strange small town Ophelia was the secret girlfriend of the late owner of the television company. Secret as secret as far as things can go in a small town. The affair was an open secret amongst the town's aristocracy and even his Worldly wife knew that such affairs enhance the relationship of any marriage. Her name was Sushma Harris and she was of East Indian descent. At first, the Police thought that the murder was related to the death of the news editor.
There was in the small town of 150,000 people a sizeable population of Muslim people. But not all Muslims are of Middle Eastern descent. A lot of them are East Indians. A number of them had petitioned to build a mosque. But it was going to be a major mosque, larger than any of the other mosques in the country, even in the large city. They wanted to call it Al Ahambra which means the garden.
A lot of the people who went to the mosque were actually AlQaeda sleeper agents who had arms, etc.
There were people who were for the integrity and preservation of a language and a way of life that they had grown up with. Which is the Western English motif. The news owner was one of them, but also his mistress for even though she was EastIndian was against the building of the mosque. She was Western through and through.
The Police knew all about these kinds of things.
In Jerusalem, Israel, in 1995 then Isreali President Ariel Sharon visited the Golden Dome, the Al-Aqsa mosque to try to make a peace deal. What followed was two years of non-stop violence called the Al-Aqsa intefada. However, that there was not more years of non-stop violence is because the Israeli Police and the security guard vans which were constantly patrolling the streets were quietly taking down names and rounding up the suspects.
chapter 4
After a forensic investigation through the collaborating teams, they found that it was not a member of the Muslim community who was upset with her not supporting the mosque, but instead, it was just a 21 year old drug crazed crackhead named Leon Batty who was simultaneously high on cocaine as well as PCP which is hard to get but some people can get any strange thing in a small town. The cases were entirely unconnected but under a cosmic confluence of devious events the timing had drawn all these otherwise inexplicable cases into a fine causal web of Police investigations.
Dawson Creek RCMP Station at night, December 2007.
Detective Chris Hines sighed. It was the closing of another case.
Dean Noble
January 31, 2008
Dawson Creek, BC
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Dean Noble
