Ever have one of those days when you said a word and realized to late how stupid that statement was…
Tuesday morning the Centerville Police Department rolled out of the lot with Detective Black’s car in the lead followed by two other squad cars plus a forensic van, destination was the residence of Mark Smith.
A couple of hard knocks on the door brought Mark out of his fixation of the movie on TV he opened the door as Blackie switched on his recording device. “Mark Smith, my I come in.” Blackie smelled the Jack Daniels on Mark’s breath and made a mental note of the time on his recorder. “Sure Blackie, what brings you around at 8 AM, get lost?”
“Mark Smith I am Detective Black here on official business for the Centerville Police Department. Have you been drinking already this morning Mr. Smith?” No reply, was received so Detective Black continued, “You failed to report an automobile accident on private property.” Detective Black just waited to see what he would say.
After several minutes and no explanation Detective Black continued “Craig Jones is pressing changes for damages to his property at #1 East Lake Road where you hit and damaged his fencing and mailbox with your car, which was still sitting there as of two days ago, Mr. Smith!”
Still no reply from Mark “You have also been stalking his residence and his wife Carla Sharp Jones. I need to see all of your cameras Mark and your memory disks. Shall we go get them peacefully Mr. Smith or do I need to call in the officers waiting outside!”
“Ok Blackie. Who put you up to this joke, is it for the MDA or some organization, here’s a 20 dollar bill!” At that immediate moment Mark said that statement he regretted it. The doors all opened and the house was full of police. “Oh fuck.”
Paula Smith came running into the room in a rage, frying pan in her hand, “What the fuck do you think you’re doing Blackie Riddle.” She screamed as she swung her hand at him and was immediately hand cuffed by Officer Samuels as the others cuffed Mark.