When Their Love Was Not Reciprocated, It

I Started To Write In 2001. I Wrote The Books For The Fun Of It. It Was An Old Idea I Had Had Since The Nineties.

What Irritated Her Most Was That They Kept Brushing Off Her Arguments With Patronizing Smiles, Making Her Feel Like A Teenager Being Quizzed On Her Homework. Without Actually Uttering A Single Inappropriate Word, They Displayed Towards Her An Attitude That Was So Antediluvian It Was Almost Comical. You Shouldn't Worry Your Pretty Head Over Complex Matters, Little Girl.

I Am A Rapist And A Sadistic Pig,' If You Get That Tattoo Removed I Will Carve It Into Your Forehead, Do You Understand?

Being A Homicide Detective Ca Be The Loneliest Job In The World. The Friends Of The Victim Are Upset And In Despair, But Sooner Or Later - After Weeks Or Months - They Go Back To Their Everyday Lives. For The Closest Family It Takes Longer, But For The Most Part, To Some Degree, They Too Get Over The Grieving And Despair. Life Has To Go On; It Does Go On. But The Unsolved Murders Keep Gnawing Away And In The End There's Only One Person Left Who Thinks Night And Day About The Victim: It's The Office Who Is Left With The Investigation.

Armageddon Was Yesterday, Today We Have A Serious Problem.