February 3rd 1973
Raining again. Always bleeding raining in this hole of a town. Had to wear galoshes out to the crime scene, knew there’d be mud. 1,445 more words
Original post: May 21, 2010.
If there was one thing Inspector Sule was famous for in the LGPD – apart for his exceptional deducing ability – it was the uncanny gift of reading people like an open book. 1,261 more words
Original post: May 20, 2010.
The sun was already high in the sky when Sule stepped out of the main house in the Olajide’s compound, some friends and sympathizers were gathered outside by then. 1,231 more words
Original post: May 16, 2010.
It was 7:25 AM and Sule was already on the road. He hated the day already for having to wake up before eight o’clock. 1,357 more words