by Mark Walters

Created on: July 21, 2009   Last Updated: December 17, 2011

It's 8:00 a.m. and I'm Sgt. Joe Fireday, working day watch out of homicidal. A beautiful day dawns here in L.A. Rain and smog cover the valley in a beautiful blanket of grey. News on the wire tells of stabbings, assaults and fatal wounds. Truly it fills my darkened heart with glee. But sometimes good things happen to bad people. It's my job to see that doesn't happen.

This is Dragon Net 2009

8:20 a.m. My partner, Detective Bill Z. Bub and I were cruising the strip in our unmarked Beer truck, when the call came in for a 3:16 at the corner mart in Watts.

Step on it, Bub. We've got an emergency. Make an illegal u-turn here and head for Watts.

With a quick jerking motion of the wheel, Bub caused the truck to careen out of control. We slid sideways down the side street, dumping kegs of swill in front of the corner mission. Then we changed direction and headed immediately across town to investigate. Upon arrival we questioned witnesses at the scene.

8:45 a.m. Lots of folks were milling around, shoplifting, smoking crack, listening to ungodly music and engaging in various types of degenerate behavior. Noticing that nothing seemed out of order here, we were about to call in to central to confirm our location. Suddenly a rotund woman in her 40s, with the smell of gin on her breath, spun around and caught Officer Bub off guard. Staring glassy eyed into his face, Officer Bub was almost overcome by the fumes.

Officers! Thank whatever powers that be! There has been a terrible social faux pas committed here just now.

I took a deep breath to avoid asphyxiation and continued on. Excuse me, Ma'am. Did you see what went down here?

Why yes, Officer. I was minding my neighbor's business when this polite looking young woman I was talking to interrupted my gossip with some kind of thing she called good news. I'm not sure what the news was, but I sensed she was up to nothing bad. When I saw she wasn't interested in my story, I cut her off in mid sentence and told her to take that God stuff out of here.

Yes ma'am. Did you see which way she went from here?

Yes officers. I knew she was up to some kind of trouble, disturbing good meaning church folk with that Jesus stuff. You know how those goodie two shoes girls are. Well, I watched her cross the street at the light over there. Of course she just had to wait for the walk light signal before she crossed. You know what kind of girl that is.

Yes, ma'am. Now which way did you say she went?

I'm not sure where she went after she turned the next

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