Oh there’s a lady passed out in the grass? You would be wise to call the Nazi Gestapo Stormtroopers of Death to do a “welfare check” on her.
Oops, the Nazi Gestapo Stormtrooper killed her. Oh well. There is no lesson to be learned here. Carry on.
The Good Cop – a short story
Raul had been a police man for most of his life, since the age of nineteen. He was now fifty-six. His first arrest was a thief, an old man who had stolen a neighbours cow. He had since thrown trade unionist into prison, had beaten starving wives as they begged for...