Michael Daniel Hale
April 15th 2007, 1:00am
The captain suspended me today for
“psychiatric reasons.” I don’t know what’s
going on but my partner, Emily, didn’t look pleased about it.
I can’t say I blame her. Two weeks? She’ll probably get
stuck with that rookie “Butterfingers” Hillman. I feel
Henry told me to go home and relax. I’m
home – I can’t relax. Something is really fishy about
this case. The FBI wouldn’t take the information I got out of
Emilio. They have heard about my suspension and won’t talk to
me. Good thing that I still have some friends in the Bureau and at
My wife is still on a personal vacation out on
the Reservation so I tried to sit and watch football and drink some
beers. I got through three Coronas when the phone rang. Seems that
word of my suspension hasn’t totally circulated.
Identification Division thinks the markings on
the wall are reminiscent of a religion called Santeria and that
most of art is diversionary attempting to distract viewers from the
main stage which is the center of the room. The ritual is part of a
“vendetta pact” between families. Declaring war. Very
Romeo and Juliet if you ask me. The report suggests that anyone
marked by blood or name (the words on the walls were names scrawled
in blood.) Among those names on the wall were most of the
8th Street Angels gang, including Emilio.
On a hunch, I asked about rosary beads. He
said that they were sometimes used in rituals but not in the
fashion I had described. I looked back through some of the
documents from forensics on the blood covered doll there were
rosary beads sewn onto it as well.
I still have some of the old paperwork on
Vega. It says that he works weekend nights in a warehouse district.
A lead that was never followed up.
Lucky for me, I have some good pals on the
force. I called Jake Holland, a patrolman out of Central Phoenix
precinct and he told me that he’d give me a ride around the
city in a couple hours to help me clear my head.
Stuck to the underside of one of the forensics
reports I found a DNA lab report on those hair-like fibers I
collected from next to the poppet doll. They had a mitochondrial
match to a member of Linda Walters’ family.
That must be what Emilio is afraid of. This
isn’t about gang rivalry – this is personal.