The Gardens of Digby Green: Menthol Mustache The following morning, Detective Marquez drove onto the vacant lot as the first rays of sunlight topped the gravel piles. His perimeter appeared undisturbed. Stepping from his car, he approached the barrier tape and planting.That someone would organize the miniature roses made a sort of weird sense,
The Gardens of Digby Green: Perimeter When Marquez entered the audio/video room, Bixby and a tech were sharpening video images for the facial recognition program. It took four tries before Bixby was satisfied, then Marquez handed the memory chip to the technician. “This is drone video footage,” he said. “The images I want to
The Gardens of Digby Green: Evidence Bubba and Joe walked into the police station, and approached the woman at the first desk they saw. Joe cleared his throat. “We want to talk to a detective.” “Take a seat over there,” she said, tilting her head toward a hard bench along one wall. She picked
The Gardens of Digby Green: Taking Steps “Then I want to talk to that man,” Ray announced. Where can I find him?” “He’s currently out on a two-man job across town with our main delivery driver. They left here ten minutes ago.” The manager leaned forward in his chair and stared Ray in the