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HOMICIDE MY OWN


Anne Argula



Published by Pleasure Boat Studio Books at Smashwords


Copyright 2005 Anne Argula


HOMICIDE MY OWN


Anne Argula



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Neither of these two cops had ever pulled that kind of duty before. One of them a man, the other a woman; one young and the other not so young; one dour and of few words, and the other more dour than he, but with a mouth when a mouth was needed. Why them?

The man was the young one, Odd Gunderson, and he hating living in Spokane, though he was born and raised there. He accepted the town of his father in the same way he accepted his father’s politics, as a given until taken, or worn away. The same way he accepted his father’s religion, an unsmiling Lutheranism. The woman was a transplant from the coal regions of Pennsylvania, via Los Angeles, where she had gone because of “Dragnet” reruns, and where she became a cop, and where she would still happily be a cop cruising Hollywodd Boulevard, if she hadn’t married a pharmacist from Spokane.

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