Occupation: Toledo Police Homicide Detective
Six a.m.? Wow – I actually got to sleep until the alarm went off. That doesn’t happen often these days. It seems like ninety percent of the homicides in Toledo happen in the middle of the night. Don’t murderers ever sleep?
Sorry, I suppose that could be considered crass. Cop humor – gets us through the rough stuff, and believe me, there’s plenty of that. The birthday murders weren’t particularly gruesome, just creepy, but if I wasn’t at another crime scene, I was out chasing red herrings on that one. I hardly slept until we nailed the bastard.
Same with all the gang shootings in the projects. When temperature and humidity rises in Toledo, so do tempers, and everybody has a gun these days. People don’t realize how much damage a 9 mm can do at close range, or how far a bullet can travel. The innocent bystanders…those are the victims who keep me up at night.
I never wanted to work Homicide in the first place. I was quite happy on the Drug Task Force, thank you very much. Dad worked Narcotics for almost thirty years until he…. I barely made it five before my cover was blown and they put me on a long-term desk assignment. Not for me! My husband Nate wasn’t happy when I took the opening in Homicide. He’d just as soon I’d stayed on the desk. He’s my ex now, but for unrelated reasons. Still a good guy though, and my best friend.
Mom agreed with Nate. She wanted me to be a teacher – of what, I’m not sure. Probably kindergarten or something, considering how fast she melts around any rugrat under age five, and even more so since she’s a widow. I keep telling her to coax Betty into getting married again if she wants grandkids, but Mom knows that’s a lost cause. And even though we mostly patched things up after I saved her life, Betty certainly doesn’t want my advice.
Now the guy we pulled out of the Maumee River, shot to death in his car – that was a stinking mess. No ID, no evidence, until his mother hired a private investigator to retrace our investigation. Not that I minded having it solved. I hate loose ends, but I almost lost my best friend, my partner, and my job over that one.
Enough of my whining. I need to feed Ford, my cat, before he shreds the sofa. And there’s an autopsy I’d like to sit in on at nine for the body patrol found outside Mud Hens Stadium at oh-dark-thirty yesterday morning – another long night where the alarm didn’t matter. Then we have an evidentiary hearing at two. Some new defense attorney who has no idea how careful my partner is when it comes to logging cases and tracking evidence or she’d never have filed her motion to suppress. She’ll learn.
Where’s my coffee?
You can read more about Jadz in Forty & Out, the debut novel published by Deadly Writes Publishing.
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Meet the author
C. L. (Cyndi) Pauwels’ debut novel Forty & Out has just been released through Deadly Writes Publishing. Since her first short story found its way into print in 1989, Cyndi has published a number of short pieces – both fiction and essays – and a non-fiction book, Historic Warren County: An Illustrated History (2009). In addition to writing, her portfolio career includes book editing (The Enduring Legacy of Kahlil Gibran and The Essential Rihani), teaching freshman composition at a local community college, and serving as assistant director for the Antioch Writers’ Workshop.