Burn Cop, Burn

Butler, W.
07/04/2010

“Officer! Officer!” I turn around to see who’s calling. He looks like a pretend citizen. “Officer! There’s a man down on the northeast corner of Vainglory and Gluttony!”

One More Dead Jane

Butler, W.
05/10/2010

The lifeless woman sat between a curb and a parked car, clutching a bottle of cheap vodka and a can of orange soda. Her body was still warm. Firefighters tried to bring her to life. But she’d checked out years ago, back when she sold her soul for the bottle.

That Mean Karate Kick

Butler, W.
02/16/2010

“Any unit in the vicinity, fire department is requesting a backup!” The radio announced that firefighters were dealing with a violent patient and needed police assistance. My partner and I weaved through rush hour traffic, lights and sirens, to get to the firefighters.