Mike R. Mitchel: Book 1

Boat & Cabin

I awoke to the boat's horn signaling that we were about a half hour from the shore. We were approaching my old town of Minneapolis. I crawled out of my boat cabin and walked out into the day light. It was a small boat big enough to sail lake superior all night, big enough to have a horn, and big enough to sleep 2 people.

"Hey M" Hank said in the sailing Cabin.

"Good mornin' " I said as I grabbed a bear out of the cooler.

POP! I cracked open the beer and threw the bottle cap into the cooler.

"Hey we can use that!" Hank said in a whiney voice

"How?" I asked

"Well we bought it in Michigan right, for every bottle cap equals 5 cents"

"Well how about you get some sence and call me in the morning." I replied walking into my cabin. I slipped on my blue polo, black shoes, and stereotypical gun holster on my chest.

I walked back out of the cabin. As I looked west I finally saw the shore line in the distance.

"So what are we investigating again?" Hank asked.

"27 year old man named Anthony,
Stabbed 20 times
Died in the next hour
Really tall
Badly dressed
Clean crime record" I said in response

"Not in the mob or anything" hank asked

"Nope, doesn't seem like he was mixed up in any trouble."

"Hmmm, interesting" hank said.

A few minutes later we arrived at shore. At the foot of the dock there was Captain Roud, and 2 body guards.

"Hey Mike, long time no see" Roud said sticking out his hand.

"Long time no see" I repeated as I shook his hand.

"Walk with me" Roud said implying me and Hank should follow.

Roud pulled out the same report I had out of his pocket.

"Have you read it yet?" Roud asked.

"Yup several times" Hank answered for me.

"HANK, good ta' see ya' " Roud said while shacking his hand.

We walked down to Anthony's old cabin and stopped as practically the whole family was there. As we walked near the door.

"HEY you guys need a warrant!" A female voice said behind me.

"No we don't, I'm a detective... it's my job" I said in a stern voice.

"I know my rights" the women said
"Get out of that house!" The woman continued

As Hank and Roud swung open the door. The women attacked me.
The women screamed. I pushed her over and her I.D. slid out of her wallet.
I looked at the name it read Lisa Parkers.

"HOLY SHIT!" Hank yelled

"What I yelled" while keeping my eyes on lisa.

"There's blood everywhere!"

I looked at the body, blood was flung everywhere. Some teeth ripped out.
I also noticed a freshly burned cigar burn.

"Look at that" I said pointing at the cigar burn.

"Yeah a cigarette burn, so what" Captain Roud said while shrugging

"There's ash inside the burn, there fore it was fresh" I said while pointing outside.

I rushed outside. And scanned the area. But I only saw 1 person with a cigar.

"Look at him" I whispered.

I pointed at a hill billy with a camo hat, camo green sweat shirt, and army boots.

"Yup, that's Will Ventura. One of Anthony's closest friends" Hank pointed out.

"How do you know" I asked

"have you not read the report" Hank whispered.

I also noticed a slightly longer mark than the 6 inch kitchen knife.

I walked over to a small closet.
I pulled out my gun, in the event if there was someone waiting to stab me.

CREEK!

In one swift movement I swing open the door and raised my pistol. The closet was empty except for a few boxes and bags. In the boxes I found books, toy cars, and a hatchet. Buried at the bottom of the largest box.

"Found somein' " I yelled grasping the hatchet with two fingers.

I examined the hatchet there were only a spec of blood and several dust finger prints.

"Hank! Put this in a evidence bag, Roud! Come with me."

Me and Roud walked over to the family, most of them were balling thire eyes out to see thire beloved family member dead. The only group of people not crying were Anthony's friends.

"Hey you 3" I yelled while pointing at them.

"Yo whatt up" will said in a questioning way.

Roud pulled out a little metal box that swung out of the back of his car.

We finger printed all of them and sent the fingerprints to the lab and the evidence too.

2 days later

RING RING
RING RING
RING

I picked up the phone to see who was calling me

It was Hank

"Hey Hank"

"Hey... the test results came back"
Hank saif

"What did it read"
I asked

"Well it wasn't any if Anthony's friends"

"Was it Anthony's blood?"

"Yeah"

"What do ya' say to some drinks at the local bar? Eh' " Hank continued

"Sure why not"