The Night Shift Read Online Free
Author: Jack Parker
working with the guys who potentially did it. Maybe I could trick them into saying something that could give us a hint."
Teneire lightly put his hand out like he was stopping Collin in his tracks. "Don't get too confident, all right, buddy? If you want to work there, great. But I hope you're not expecting to really find something that'll give us a hint."
Collin looked down at the ground a little bit before he said, "Sir, can you please re-open the Arbur Winslow case?"
Teneire smiled a little bit. "You know I can't do that. We don't have any leads, and there are other cases out there we have to work on. I can't just reopen one unsolved case just because a kid who used to spend his summer here wants me to."
"But…please, sir!"
"Not unless you can give me a reason to reopen it, Collin."
The teen looked down at the floor and gritted his teeth a little. "I'll find something that'll get you to reopen it," he said as if he was making a promise to a loved one on their death bed. "And don't forget-I still have this !"
Collin reached into his pocket and pulled out a bronze police badge that Teneire had given him towards the end of last summer for all his good work.
"Oh, you've still got that?"
"Of course! And remember what you said to me? With this, I can go pretty much anywhere in this station… including the evidence room! "
Teneire didn't look too concerned about that. "Yeah, but you already know all the stuff that we have in there, and we didn't get much of a lead from any of it."
"But I can still go in there, right?"
"Yes, but…"
"Awesome! Well, I need to go home now. Thanks, Sergeant! Have a good day!"
Collin quickly walked out the door, leaving Teneire sitting at his desk staring out. He sighed. "If only half my investigators were that spirited."
After walking out to the parking lot and getting in his car, Collin quickly drove off and went home. He living in a one story house, but it was built fairly solidly and had quite a few luxuries in it that not many other houses in the area had.
As he walked inside, Collin dashed into his room and closed the door behind him. His bedroom was a bit small and was pretty messy. His bed was right in the middle of one of the closest wall, with the door being on the right and his closet being on the left. Right across from the bed was his computer, and in the corner to the right of that was his electric guitar.
But in just a few seconds, he picked up the guitar and put it very close to the closet. He went onto the computer and logged onto Arbur Winslow's official website and printed out a large version of the map. He taped the map onto the wall next to the computer, planning to use it to mark up things such as where he thinks key events during the murder happened, where people supposedly were, and other details. He was basically acting like he was a one-man investigation team and he was seriously going to solve the crime just by doing things like this.
Still on the site, he printed out pictures of all the employees who had profiles on the site and had seen earlier that day. He planned on putting their pictures up on the wall left-to-right in order of which one he thought was the most likely to have been the killer, with the one on the left being the least suspicious.
"Heh heh heh…watch out, killer! Collin Bansen, ace detective, is on the job!"
He immediately sat on his bed and started pondering several theories in his head about who could've committed the murder and how they did it.
"Hmmm…I'd better start from scratch…"
Collin reached into his computer desk and pulled out an old school notebook. He flipped to some blank pages about halfway through and wrote down everything he knew about the murder that happened thus far.
Here was how it had happened: on July 27 the year before, Scott Halpen, a thirty-three year old state park employee, was found by a hiker on one of the trails at about 7:00 in the morning. The hiker instantly called the police. From there, it was
Teneire lightly put his hand out like he was stopping Collin in his tracks. "Don't get too confident, all right, buddy? If you want to work there, great. But I hope you're not expecting to really find something that'll give us a hint."
Collin looked down at the ground a little bit before he said, "Sir, can you please re-open the Arbur Winslow case?"
Teneire smiled a little bit. "You know I can't do that. We don't have any leads, and there are other cases out there we have to work on. I can't just reopen one unsolved case just because a kid who used to spend his summer here wants me to."
"But…please, sir!"
"Not unless you can give me a reason to reopen it, Collin."
The teen looked down at the floor and gritted his teeth a little. "I'll find something that'll get you to reopen it," he said as if he was making a promise to a loved one on their death bed. "And don't forget-I still have this !"
Collin reached into his pocket and pulled out a bronze police badge that Teneire had given him towards the end of last summer for all his good work.
"Oh, you've still got that?"
"Of course! And remember what you said to me? With this, I can go pretty much anywhere in this station… including the evidence room! "
Teneire didn't look too concerned about that. "Yeah, but you already know all the stuff that we have in there, and we didn't get much of a lead from any of it."
"But I can still go in there, right?"
"Yes, but…"
"Awesome! Well, I need to go home now. Thanks, Sergeant! Have a good day!"
Collin quickly walked out the door, leaving Teneire sitting at his desk staring out. He sighed. "If only half my investigators were that spirited."
After walking out to the parking lot and getting in his car, Collin quickly drove off and went home. He living in a one story house, but it was built fairly solidly and had quite a few luxuries in it that not many other houses in the area had.
As he walked inside, Collin dashed into his room and closed the door behind him. His bedroom was a bit small and was pretty messy. His bed was right in the middle of one of the closest wall, with the door being on the right and his closet being on the left. Right across from the bed was his computer, and in the corner to the right of that was his electric guitar.
But in just a few seconds, he picked up the guitar and put it very close to the closet. He went onto the computer and logged onto Arbur Winslow's official website and printed out a large version of the map. He taped the map onto the wall next to the computer, planning to use it to mark up things such as where he thinks key events during the murder happened, where people supposedly were, and other details. He was basically acting like he was a one-man investigation team and he was seriously going to solve the crime just by doing things like this.
Still on the site, he printed out pictures of all the employees who had profiles on the site and had seen earlier that day. He planned on putting their pictures up on the wall left-to-right in order of which one he thought was the most likely to have been the killer, with the one on the left being the least suspicious.
"Heh heh heh…watch out, killer! Collin Bansen, ace detective, is on the job!"
He immediately sat on his bed and started pondering several theories in his head about who could've committed the murder and how they did it.
"Hmmm…I'd better start from scratch…"
Collin reached into his computer desk and pulled out an old school notebook. He flipped to some blank pages about halfway through and wrote down everything he knew about the murder that happened thus far.
Here was how it had happened: on July 27 the year before, Scott Halpen, a thirty-three year old state park employee, was found by a hiker on one of the trails at about 7:00 in the morning. The hiker instantly called the police. From there, it was
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