Lindy Has Found Himself – on Bitsy’s Doorstep
Gunnar Olafsson It’s late and I’ve had enough for today so I decide to skip Riverside this evening. I was at my desk in the office all day, organizing and documenting evidence,…
Mercury McMurtry, Forensic Psychologist
The Time for Tight Lips is Now
I look forward to settling into my desk every morning. Like most, I unlock the door, to-go coffee in hand, and relish the first 20 minutes of the day –…
Truth at the Track: Mercury & Silas Pay Armand a Visit
Silas is hell-bent on keeping the intensity level up. I, personally, wouldn’t mind if we backed off a little, but I’m not in charge. I will admit, it’s a welcome…
Paul’s “Race” to the Truth
I’ve been working with Silas for only a short time. He’s been getting acclimated to Middle Valley and our small-town mores. We have visited Paul twice where he sits in…
Splitting Heirs, or What Happens When the Assignment Changes
Jenny Page I can remember as a kid when Mother would drag me by the hand through this dining room, chatting with everyone as she walked through, showing me off when people…
Turning on the heels of change without looking back
Mother used to watch soap operas – the Young & the Restless, Guiding Light, and One Life to Live were her favorites. I think she ducked in and out of…
Mercury & Silas, a Meeting of the Minds
I am half an hour early for brunch with Silas, tense already from strolling in on Lindy and his merry band of entrepreneurs. First issue jitters, I reckon, and with…
His name is Lindy, Mother
I was bored and worried. That’s what I told Lindy. He didn’t answer my question about Bitsy. Lindy downed his beer quickly and was off to talk to his crew.…
DNA Talk on the Starboard Side: Mercury Spills
Lindy’s penchant for outdoor dining wanes for no one, so when Mother insisted we get together for cocktails on the boat on my return from D.C., he was happy to…
Mercury’s Forensic Foray: Trippin’ to Washington D.C.
So Jed Clampett (read: Sheriff Paul) is locked up now, which means no one is addressing the rather glaring Pink Elephant in the room around these parts – er, body…