Get To Know Police Chief Brian Jeffers

He sat down at the desk and opened the top drawer.  The fifty-cent piece was staring up at him. He had found this underneath a chair in the living room a few weeks after the murders. The only reason he had kept it was the coin was printed the same year he was born. He really didn’t believe in good luck, but a little superstition didn’t hurt anybody. Brian put the coin in his pocket, like he did at the beginning of every day as of late. He opened the closet and grabbed his dry-cleaning. He stripped the plastic off and gazed with satisfaction at the navy blue uniform.  He ran his fingers over the departmental patch on the sleeve. The background was a lighter shade of blue than the uniform and a white-capped mountain surrounded by a running stream was the inlay design. Desoto Valley Police, Colorado was embroidered in red across the top. He hadn’t put a uniform on for several years, but the department required it. He quickly dressed and reached back into the drawer to withdraw the new, gold-plated badge he would wear from now on. He clipped it into place and put the rest of his duty belt on. He could hear Victoria open her door and rush into the office.

“Daddy…you look like a real policeman!”

Brian was tall and once physically fit. He had gained a few pounds in the last few years and it showed.

“Ha! Thank you, I think so, too.” Brian laughed.

Visit the blog regularly for more blurbs from Deadly Demented and other works by Jeffrey Martin.  If you can’t wait to learn more about Brian Jeffers, get Deadly Demented or Lucifer’s Calling now!

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