Detectives Jury/Duty

Psychological portrait of crime tracking wits and resilience for Earthling (American) shoes of justice.

A crime psychology portrait, fictional. Thanks for reading, 

DISCLAIMER: This work of crime fiction contains images/references with no ties to any person(s)/body and is (therefore) cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/translations).

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Detective Satan had been working on a serious Cali-Homeland case involving the track of a horrid American psycho, of older-age, insistent that his mark of policemen in the Western state/country made for the pronouncements of atrophy of the moral fiber of Earthling field goals, and Satan (Amlan) knew that this unnamed psycho ('Slasher') was requiring special Selfie-culture optimism messaging for the jars of American change (for leviathan/uncertainty!).

DETECTIVE CHARLOTTE: Thanx for accepting me as your 'sidekick' for hunt!

SATAN (Amlan): I doubt your youthful-innocence certifies you as a sleuth now.

CHARLOTTE: Don't you think I'm trained/classed for this Slasher-case of Hell?

SATAN: Slasher's a self-visualized 'classic' criminal, and there's doubt for spirit.

CHARLOTTE: Look, Satan...I had a bad childhood...I want to think like evil.

SATAN: Unsure if I'm to think I'm a guardian or a liberal now, Charlotte (ok).

CHARLOTTE: I don't wish to make fools out your department/case, Satan, ok?

SATAN: Facebook-like!

Friends, it turned out the Slasher was (ironically) a professional sciences investigator, neuropsychology division, at a respected American Homeland institution, where he worked after-hours scribbling in his weird dark journal of how his marked 'bad' policemen were signs of the erosion of human evolution (damn). One night, while jotting, he blogged on a cyber-forum (anonymously of course) that he intended to make a policemen's hospitality photo-album for Veteran's Day and drew the attention of Detective Satan who immediately wondered if he had some pro-background(s) interest in sociology/psychology/anthropology and tracked him to his job, where his coworkers had been complaining about the strange man's office/lab behaviors (Facebook-like!).

CHARLOTTE: You bloody murdered my ally, Detective Amlan Satan, Slasher!

SLASHER: He led you to me, Charlotte...and he's the hero for my marking.

CHARLOTTE: Well, I found you at your apartment and I intend to take you!

SLASHER: You're quite the idealist, and I had to put-down Satan for Heaven.

CHARLOTTE: You're a typical wishmaster and no game-theorist for Heaven, ok?

SLASHER: You gonna shoot me in my apartment and make a night-fuss, girl?

CHARLOTTE: No...I brought a silencer accessory tonight (Facebook-like).

INTERVIEW: Mourning, Charlotte?

CHARLOTTE: Satan was missed...Slasher's gone...end of tale, friend (ok).

INTERVIEW: Why this social media 'gibberish' about Tic-Tac-Toe (games)?

CHARLOTTE: Simple game, frustrating to lose, but you can with tiny errors.

INTERVIEW: You made no error, Amlan did, and Slasher under-rated you?

CHARLOTTE: That's the blog...crime's Hell, and California's Heaven, friend.

INTERVIEW: Thanx (Selfie-like).

Friends, Charlotte had found bound-Rationalism, thinking-back on trauma that drew her to crime-IQ genius and wits required to take-down the horrid Slasher in the American Homeland. She whispered, "I had a brain Satan lacked because of trauma, and I was in danger of being in more sadness had I failed as he did...but Amlan taught me a late-night doughnut is all a crime problem solver needs...for Earthling feminism (and largeness!)."

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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