Just Visiting: Silas Goes to Jail
Gunnar Olafsson The next morning we drive to the jail and obtain permission to talk to both Armand and Sheriff Paul. Our request to have them separated so we could talk to…
Silas Morgan, state investigator
As the Middle Valley Streets Turn … Into What?
I drive as fast as I dare. Nico is slicing through town in a resident’s car, though I am unable to see him. I come to an intersection. Right or…
Hot Pursuit on the Docks
I am in our office waiting for Mercury so we can get the day going. I am anxious. My phone rings, breaking the silence. It’s Merc. “Yes?” I say. The…
So much to do, so little satisfaction.
I’ve been in Middle Valley for about a year. My assignment was to assist local police in a murder investigation. Middle Valley had been a sleepy village for many years…
In Sight of the Mother Lode, or Road
“My God, law enforcement agencies from out west, what next?” I intended this response to be a stronger and more outraged comment but when it came out it was only…
Quizzing the Questioner: Silas & Merc Chat with Bernie
3 o’clock comes up quickly. Mercury returns from her afternoon coffee run – a giant latte for her and a small cup of black for me. On this day, I’m…
Grey Skies, Blues Sounds, It’s Silas’ Case, Hope Abounds?
Jenny Page I pulled into the parking space in front of the Courthouse, Louis Armstrong’s West End Blues playing on my Spotify. Seemed somehow appropriate for the setting. The pavement – two…