Roles…a short story gift…
Thursday, January 31st, 2013Another freebie…this short story will introduce you to NYPD homicide detective Sgt. Rolando Castilblanco. You might not have met him before. This was written after Pop Two Antacids and Have Some Java, an anthology about some other cases he lived through with his partner, Dao-Ming Chen. They are main characters in The Midas Bomb and Angels Need Not Apply. They will also be featured in The Golden Years of Virginia Morgan…coming soon! A third yarn about Castilblanco helping Chen, who has been framed for murder, will add a true mystery tale to “The Detectives Chen and Castiblanco Series.” (I’ve decided to not call that a trilogy, because I like these characters too much.) Enjoy!
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Roles
Steven M. Moore
Copyright, 2012
Roles. We all play them. Some of us decide who we want to be and play that role. Others decide for us and we just slip into those roles.
I looked like a homeless person. I reeked of bad booze and bodily odors. The old stained raincoat had an old brandy bottle corked with a paper towel in one pocket and a screw-top bourbon bottle with a few fingers left in the other. They had wrapped my feet in rags and stuffed them into boots two sizes too big, along with the bottoms of the pants’ legs.
I was playing a role. I was trying to become a victim.