What a Way to Go

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Mystery and Crime  |  House: Booksie Classic

Considering everything involved, it was a rather odd scenario for a murder.

Considering everything involved, it was a rather odd scenario for a murder.

A Service Dog running free in a public park, a dart-gun attached to the dog's harness, and the dog was left behind without a trace of evidence left on it's person, sorry, left on it's doggy-ness.

The victim was a man new to the neighborhood, and his neighbors knew him only as Jake.

It seems that Jake was a man with a good sense of humor because he always had a joke to tell; not all of them, funny.

Even the man's name was odd, Novis Verbodin.

Mr. Verbodin was 63 years old, at least that is what his Social Security Medicare Card said. But if you had asked me, I'd say he was in his middle 50's.


Who am I? I'm Detective Turner Holloway, and I am currently on assignment with the Los Angles Police Department, Homicide Division.


I was summoned to the park by the two Uniformed Offices that were first on the scene, Officers Willow and Howe.

"Good morning Officers, and what Malicious Mayhem have you stumbled upon this morning?"

Officer Howe gave me a slight smile and then she replied, "This is a freaky one Detective, down right odd. Someone rigged a dart-gun on the harness of a Service Dog, and then used the dog to seek out the victim.

The dart was a syringe containing some kind of poison, at least that is what it looks like."

I was considering options, so I asked the Officer, "Are you saying that the dog didn't belong to the victim?"

Office Howe begged off to take care of a pressing crowd, in the wrong area, problem. So Officer Willow answered for her by saying, "The dog doesn't seem to be one bit concerned about the dead man. And according to one witness the dog arrived at the park after the man was already here."

"Hmm," was the sound while I mulled over the information received. Then we made our way to the lifeless body in question.


"Well, --- if it isn't Sherlock Holmes," quipped Coroner Isabel Martinez as she took a body temperature sample.

"Good day to you too, Ms. Martinez, " I said with a tad on linguistic venom oozing from my words. Then I slyly asked, "Are you enjoying the park?"

She shot back with, "Sunshine, fresh air, and a doggy assassin, what else could a girl ask for?"

Then she stood up to face me while saying, "The syringe hit and the needle entered just to the left of the heart, but anywhere would have done the job because Cyanide was used. At least, Cyanide would be my first guess considering how fast the victim died.

I'm thinking a liquid form. Could have been manufactured by the killer, it wouldn't be the first time.

However, I still want to do a blood work-up and run some tests on the syringe before I'll say for sure.

Check back with me tomorrow and I should have more."

Before Ms. Martinez could slip away, as she often did, I asked, "Where's the murder weapon?"

As she packed up the last of her belongings, she stated, "Still on the dog, I guess. I don't do weapons, Detective, I do projectiles and bodies." Then she laughed as she disappeared into the crowd of onlookers.


I made my way to the dog, (slash), murder weapon, and watched curiously as Officer Howe was doing a lot of Billing and Cooing with the animal.

Then I stated, "I hope Forensics has released that animal for Play-Time, Officer, otherwise you have just contaminated our murder weapon's delivery system."

Officer Howe jumped to her feet and held out a large plastic bag with articles inside. Then she stated, "These are the things that the dog had on it's person, Detective; their written report should be in your In-Box before the day is out.

Forensics stated that the Service-Dog Harness was the only thing that came from a known manufacturer, everything else was made with the aide of a 3-D Printer. So they doubt there will be any traceability."

Then she handed me a second bag, much smaller, which contained a small brass tube with holes in it. That is when the Officer said, "This was found by a homeless lady over by the fountain, she found it just after the murder, but Forensics isn't sure if it is evidence related to this case."

I took the bags from Officer Howe and then downloaded information from my i-phone about 3-D Printers.

As I took the small brass tube from it's evidence bag, I asked, "What is this?"

The Officer had just tossed a stick for the dog to retrieve. And after tossing the stick, officer Howe took the item from me and blew on one end.

I cringed as she replied, "It's a dog whistle."

At that moment we heard a great deal of commotion and looked in the direction of the noise.

We saw three officers doing all that they could do to keep the dog away from the dead body.

It was a good thing the body was already tagged and bagged, otherwise who knows what amount of contamination might have occurred.


As Officer Howe and I looked on, we both seemed to have the same thought at the same time, because she blew two times on the whistle.

When she blew on the whistle for the second time, the dog stopped what it was doing and it walked a few feet from the body, and laid down.

Immediately I looked in the direction of the crowd of onlookers, scanning for anyone who was watching Officer Howe and not watching what the dog was doing. And as I did, suddenly a man bolted towards the parking lot.

I yelled for the officers to chase the man, but Officer Howe had an even better idea, she blew on the whistle for a third time, and she blew on it three times.

Without hesitation, the dog took off in the direction of it's trainer; the man who was running away.

Well, with three officers chasing him from one direction, and a playful dog jumping on him from another, the man was arrested in no time.


The killer wouldn't talk, but the 3-D Printer and other items found in his apartment aided in a successful prosecution.

The Feds were asked, but wouldn't say weather Novis Verbodin was in their witness protection program; something about other ongoing investigations.


Yes, do to her quick thinking and knowledge of dog whistles, Officer Howe and her partner were given credit for the arrest; excuse me, "The Collar," no pun intended.

After all, keeping good relations going between Human Cops and Robot Investigators is a top priority during transitional periods; I'm afraid their days are numbered.



D. Thurmond / JEF


Submitted: March 05, 2021

© Copyright 2021 D. Thurmond aka JEF. All rights reserved.

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