[33: hardboiled parental monologue]
Jul. 18th, 2011 02:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
paper_knightI should've known something was fishy when I came home to a dark apartment. Cindy waits up for me some nights--don't have the heart to scold her--and there's usually a light on.
But I wasn't thinking. If there were any prints on the doorknob I wiped them clean off coming in. Took my sweet time putting my piece away, too--by the time I thought to check on Cindy, I'd lost a good fifteen minutes. (The first few hours after a crime are the most important. Should've been on point. Should've called to check on her. Shouldn't've left her alone at all.)
Now I'm standing in her bedroom with an anonymous jigsaw-puzzle of a note in my hand and my heart in my throat. I've heard all kinds of threats and all kinds of offers in my time, but before tonight it's done nothing but tell me I'm on the right track. Now they've got my little girl, and I don't give a damn how deep the corruption goes, I don't care if I never uncover it, I just want her back.
A good cop would have gone straight to the station and turned in his badge, but I keep mine on me. It's a tool. Not worth much in a crookedhouse town like this, but I need all the help I can get.
Armed with tin and iron, I hit thehalls streets. It's gonna be a long night.
But I wasn't thinking. If there were any prints on the doorknob I wiped them clean off coming in. Took my sweet time putting my piece away, too--by the time I thought to check on Cindy, I'd lost a good fifteen minutes. (The first few hours after a crime are the most important. Should've been on point. Should've called to check on her. Shouldn't've left her alone at all.)
Now I'm standing in her bedroom with an anonymous jigsaw-puzzle of a note in my hand and my heart in my throat. I've heard all kinds of threats and all kinds of offers in my time, but before tonight it's done nothing but tell me I'm on the right track. Now they've got my little girl, and I don't give a damn how deep the corruption goes, I don't care if I never uncover it, I just want her back.
A good cop would have gone straight to the station and turned in his badge, but I keep mine on me. It's a tool. Not worth much in a crooked
Armed with tin and iron, I hit the