Bouchercon

 

Bouchercon, THE largest annual mystery party convention in the world kicks off today in California. It’s the place where writers and fans come together for an entire weekend. It’s also the place where writers connect and re-connect with their good friends and fellow authors. In short, it’s a blast! So is this brief Throwback Thursday collection of photos of your favorite authors, taken at a Bouchercon of the past, one that has long been a fixture in the history books.

How many of these smiling faces do you recognize?

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It was a great year. In fact, here’s a rack of books containing the award nominees for that year. Notice the book on the far right of the third shelf from the bottom.

And with that, here’s the final photo taken before the curtain fell on a fabulous weekend.

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Alafair Burke politely listening to me ramble on and on, and on, and on, and…

Castle: The time of our lives

This week it was all about the relationship—the show Melanie has been clamoring to see. Therefore, in honor of her pitter-pattering, lovestruck heart, I’m switching hats…from bad cop to bad wedding photographer. This one’s all you, Melanie.

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Melanie Atkins

Finally. After years of will they, won’t they, and even should they, plus all kinds of other wild speculation, Kate and Rick… Castle and Beckett… finally tied the knot! I laughed, I cried, and I couldn’t stop smiling. When they said their vows, you could probably hear me squealing way out in California, Lee. They wowed me.

I adored the episode, even the alternate universe (AU) parts, even though I had prepared myself to despise all of it until the happy couple said I do. Normally, I don’t like dream episodes. Another Castle fan I texted with during the show didn’t buy the concept at all. She thought the dream idea was lazy writing. I usually feel that way, but this time I bought it, hook, line, and sinker. Partly because I just wanted to, and because I’d read enough spoilers to give me the basic plotline, but mainly because Nathan Fillion did such a fabulous job of selling Rick’s love for Kate, no matter what world he was in.

I simply found Rick’s fight to get back to Kate — his Kate — too endearing. Never mind the craziness that was Rick sniffing the corpse at the beginning of the show and recognizing the scent of coal, which of course took them to the coal plant. Not believable at all, but I chose to suspend my disbelief and buy into the whole story.

I’m so glad I did, because the AU part made the wedding even more special. Such a beautiful setting, and the vows… wow. Loved them even more when I learned Terri Edda Miller, Andrew Marlowe’s wife, who penned the episode, used “the time of their lives” from their own vows. Amazing. I had tears in my eyes. I’m so glad Kate’s dad was there, and that the writers included Rick and Kate’s song. Thanks so much for the continuity!

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One thing that did bother me, however, was the toast while Rick and Kate were dancing. Did Jim drink champagne?

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He’s an alcoholic, a point that’s been driven home over the entire course of the show, so if he did, that was a major goof. Anybody else catch that? Oops!

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Even still, all in all, I loved the Caskett wedding. Finally, Rick and Kate are together… for always. I can’t wait until next week’s show, the quasi-honeymoon at the dude ranch. I have a feeling it’s going to be hilarious.

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Before we close, I do want to mention some of my favorite lines from the episode.

1. “Why do you always have to touch everything?” ~ Beckett to Castle when he set off the big chain reaction by touching the artifact.

2. “I thought you liked that about me.” ~ Castle’s response to Becketts question (above).

3. “Stay in the car, or I shoot you.” ~ Esposito to Castle.

4. “That kind of IS my best behavior.” ~ Castle to Beckett following her remark about his persistent bad behavior while in the parallel world.

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To those who served, and to those who still serve, we are forever grateful for the sacrifices you and your families have endured for us.

Thank you.

Tina Mott

Tina Mott’s brief time on earth ended when her boyfriend Timothy Bradford—the father of her child—slit her throat with a fillet knife. The attack was nothing short of vicious. The killer then set about the task of dismembering Tina’s body.

Bradford claims the attack was an accident. He told police that he and Tina were arguing and she charged at him. Instinct and self defense, he said, was the reason he used the hand holding the weapon to lash out at his girlfriend.

Then, out of fear of spending the rest of his life in prison, Bradford used 19 different knives, a meat cleaver, and a hacksaw to methodically skin, behead, and cut Tina’s body into pieces small enough to fit into garbage bags. Some pieces (internal organs and skin) he flushed down the toilet. Bradford’s next task was to cradle Tina’s severed head in his lap where he used a pair of needle nose pliers to extract her teeth (he knew DNA could be found there and then used to identify the skull, if discovered).

Bradford then took those heavy garbage bags to a sewage treatment plant where he hid the remains on the property surrounding the facility.

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A short distance away, Bradford tossed Tina’s head and teeth into a lake where they remained until two young boys accidentally hooked the skull while fishing. By this time, months later, the elements and aquatic life had removed all details that could identify Tina.

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A coroner’s investigator points to the spot where he found Tina’s skull, subsequent to the two boys leaving it there after catching it with a fishing line.

It was the combination of excellent police work along with the persistence and skills of world-renowned forensic anthropologist Elizabeth (Beth) Murray that finally identified the skull and subsequently led police to Timothy Bradford. Unfortunately, officials were unable to locate the rest of Tina’s remains.

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Detective Jim Nugent, Dr. Elizabeth (Beth) Murray, and Sergeant Ed Buns. Writers’ Police Academy attendees will remember Dr. Murray’s presentation a few years ago.

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Police divers search the lake for Tina’s remains.

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Bathtub where Bradford skinned and dismembered Tina’s body. I took this photo a few years after the murder.

Tim Bradford agreed to confess and to lead investigators to Tina’s remains IF they agreed to charge him with something other than murder, a charge for which he could spend the rest of his life in prison. Anxious to give Tina a proper burial (she had no close family members), the prosecutor agreed to Bradford’s terms. He pled guilty to voluntary manslaughter, abuse of a corpse, felony theft and misuse of a credit card (Bradford used Tina’s card to make purchases after her death).

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Timothy Bradford is now eligible for parole, again. He’s been denied freedom at past parole hearings, but as time comes closer to his mandatory release date his chances of parole increase.

With no family to speak at the parole hearing, Tina’s close friends are once again rallying to keep her killer in prison. They feel that his punishment—12 – 25 years—for such a heinous and despicable act does not fit the crime. Many believe that Bradford is the worst sort of monster and should never be allowed to roam freely among us.

This case is especially near and dear to my heart. I wrote about it in a true crime anthology, and while conducting the research I met everyone involved—Tina’s family, friends, investigators, judges, attorneys, coroner, forensic experts, neighbor, and family and friends of the killer.

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Discussing the case with Detective Jim Nugent.

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With Coroner’s Investigator Andy Willis at the site where Bradford hid Tina’s remains.

During the research and writing of the story I began to feel as if I’d known Tina all my life. She was beautiful, mentally and physically. She was loving, caring, and kind. She adored the baby son left behind when Tim Bradford took her life. She did not deserve the horror that ended her life.

How can you help? For that, I’ve called on one of Tina’s closest friends and tireless advocate, Jennifer Pilon, to explain. Jennifer is asking friends, family, and all concerned to please write to the parole board requesting a denial of Bradford’s release. The tactic has worked in the past and she hopes it will again.

Here’s Jennifer’s plea to you…

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Jennifer Pilon

My first impression of Tina was that she was very shy, almost timid. But as I got to know her, I realized that she was not timid at all, just soft-spoken. Tina was a beautiful, free-spirited girl, who did things in good faith. I have very strong memories of how much she liked singing. Karaoke was something a group of us girls did a lot to pass the time. Tina’s favorite song was The Rose—and she did not need to hear any music in order to sing it. In fact, she was always singing The Rose….always. Every time I hear that song, memories of Tina come rushing back. I can still hear the sound of Tina’s laughter, see her smile, and smell her hair spray. I cannot tell you how lucky I was to have known her. I often wonder what Bradford sees or hears or smells when he thinks about Tina.

Unfortunately, Tina’s youth was one full of hardships. She had no real family, none competent or mentally strong, anyway. So when Bradford comes up for parole again very soon, he’ll probably think that nobody cares enough to raise their voice and protest. If that’s the case, then he couldn’t be more wrong—Tina was and still is loved by many.

Tina touched the lives of so many people in her short existence, and so much could have been learned from her. Tina had a heart of gold and a love for life (despite her trials). She was the softest, sweetest, kindest individual I knew, and have ever had the pleasure of knowing.

Resiliency was her best quality: she came from nothing and had nothing, terrible things have happened to her throughout her entire life, yet she was determined to make it on her own and displayed so much spirit while she did it.

Her friends, here in Buffalo, were her family. I am her family, her sister, and many others feel the same. And I want to make her proud. She’s not been forgotten. . . I feel that any release before the maximum time the law allots would be an unspeakable and inexcusable offense to society at large, as well as it would be another crime committed against Tina.

Here’s my simple request to each of you. Please, please, please help keep this murderer where he belongs, in prison.

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Tina celebrating one of her few birthdays

For details and more about Tina, please visit the Facebook page, In Memory of Tina Mott.

Tina loved to write, especially poetry. It’s possible she foresaw her own demise and expressed those feelings in one of her poems. Here’s an excerpt.

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Each year, Detective Jim Nugent, the investigator who solved the case, places flowers on Tina’s grave site. Jim took this case personally, working  tirelessly for Tina.

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Poe's Raven to retire

 

Suppose, if only for a fleeting moment, that Poe, while weakly pondering at midnight on that dreary eve, had the notion to send a bird other than a Raven to first tap on that chamber door. Would a change in feather design and color affect the story?

Let’s have a bit of fun with this idea by having a few of Paul Beecroft’s new-found South African feathered friends stand in for the ebony superstar of Poe fame. Maybe they can shed a little light as to why E.A. selected the black-plumed winged vertebrate as the lead in his famous tale.

Here goes…

    Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately Go-Away-Bird of the saintly days of yore;
    Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
    But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door—
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door—
            Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

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Go-Away-Bird

Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night’s Plutonian shore!”
            Quoth the Banana Bird “Nevermore.”

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Yellow-billed Hornbill, aka The Banana Bird

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But the Red-billed Hornbill, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only

That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.

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Red-billed Hornbill

    But the Wahlberg’s Eagle still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door;

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Wahlberg’s Eagle

Respite—respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore;

Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!”
            Quoth the Jackal Buzzard “Nevermore.”

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    And the Yellow-billed Stork, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting

On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door

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Yellow-billed Stork

Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!”
            Quoth the two kinds of Hadeda Ibis “Nevermore.”

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Hadeda Ibis

Quoth the Starling “Nevermore.”

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But the Guinea Fowl and Vultures still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,

Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door

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Guinea fowl and Vultures with Warthogs

Quoth the Warthog “Nevermore.

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Okay, Raven it is…

*Photos taken by Paul Beecroft during a recent journey to South Africa.

The goofiness…well, I’m to blame for that portion of the post. Sorry, Paul.

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Paul Beecroft has spent a good deal of his life in law enforcement, in England. He’s worked Foot Patrol, Area Car, Instant Response Car and also as a Police Motorcyclist. Paul currently works as a coroner’s investigator and has traveled all over England, Wales, Scotland and even Germany to investigate crimes.

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Friday's Heroes - Remembering the fallen officers

 

You gave your all to protect and serve us, and for that we are eternally grateful.

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Detective Kagan Dindar, 37

Clarksville Tennessee Police Department

October 24, 2014 – Detective Kagan Dindar suffered a heart attack while working a special assignment. He was transported to a local hospital where he remained in a coma until passing away several days later. He is survived by his wife and daughter.

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Constable Robert Parker White

El Paso County Texas Constable’s Office – Precinct 1

November 1, 2014 – Constable Robert Parker White was killed during a violent struggle with a suspect. The altercation began when the man attacked the officer.

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Deputy Sheriff Matthew Chism, 25

Cedar County Missouri Sheriff’s Office

November 2, 2014 – Deputy Matthew Chism was shot and killed by a suspect during a foot chase subsequent to a vehicle pursuit.

He is survived by his wife and child.

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Deputy Sheriff Darrell Perritt, 42

Maury County Tennessee Sheriff’s Department

November 4, 2014 – Deputy Darrell Perritt was killed in a vehicle crash while in pursuit of a DUI suspect. He is survived by his wife and three children.

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Investigator Holmes Smith

Clarendon County South Carolina Sheriff’s Department

November 5, 2014 – Investigator Holmes Smith was killed in a vehicle crash while conducting an auto theft investigation. He is survived by his wife and five children.

* Officer death by gunfire is up by a staggering 54% over this time last year. Overall, officer line-of-duty deaths are up 13%.

The arrest that made me cry

Working the graveyard shift on weekends comes with a special worry—bar closings. Along with the last call and not-so-subtle brightening of the overhead lights comes the traditional fight. You know the ones I’m talking about… “You looked at my woman,” (or man, depending upon the situation), “Stop breathing my air,” etc.

Sometimes these alcohol-induced brawls are nothing more than shouting and shoving matches. However, there are times when the action involves weapons and bloodshed. And there are times when the fight involves multiple people. Such was the case one particularly warm Friday night (early Saturday morning) at 2am.

My partner and I had just worked a drug deal in a pretty bad section of town when we heard the call come in for patrol officers. “10-10 in progress. Bad Ass Bar and Grill (name changed to protect the guilty). Weapons involved. Shots fired.”

By the way, in our area 10-10 was the code for a fight. In the neighboring area 10-10 was code for “negative.” See why many agencies have moved away from 10 codes?

We were pretty close to the scene so we activated our emergency equipment (That’s high-tech secret cop speak for, “We turned on our blue lights and siren.”) and headed to the bar.

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When I turned the final corner and the bar came into view, I could hardly believe my eyes. Several small fights of two to four people, and one large fight—at least thirty people in a big, undulating pile of arms and legs—were in full swing.

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I pulled my unmarked car into the middle of the lot and gave a couple blasts of the siren. This action typically clears out a few people, especially those who are holding contraband, such as dope and illegal weapons. It also sends the probation and parole violators, and the people with outstanding warrants, running like scared rabbits. It’s an easy and effective way to cull the herd.

I parked my car near the large pile of fighters. They looked like an army of worms, all squirming and struggling to get inside a single tunnel.

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We tried to peel off the outside layer of people, but didn’t have much luck because new and fresh punchers and kickers dove onto the pile every few seconds. So, we began to spray the entire pile with pepper spray. In fact, we let loose like we were spraying a large infestation of insects.

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A nice, slow and steady side-to-side motion seemed to work really well, because the mound of people slowly began to dissipate. Lots of moaning and groaning, tears, and mucus. Now, before anyone starts to scream, “Police brutality! You should have politely asked them to stop stabbing each other,” remember, there were two of us and at least a megazillion of them. We had to even the odds.

When that group finally had enough we turned our attention to a smaller, but just as deadly fight that had erupted to our right, near the front door of the club. An older, biker-looking guy was waving a knife of sword-like proportion at two younger men. My partner and I gave our nearly-empty cans of pepper spray a couple of good shakes to make sure all the good stuff hadn’t settled to the bottom, and headed toward biker dude.

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We’d worked together for so long that our arrest techniques came naturally. I went for the knife hand (I’m still not sure how I always got stuck with this duty, but I did), and my partner went for the other. Luckily, I managed to quickly disarmed the guy and take control of the knife, but he was much stronger than I’d anticipated Actually, he was a lot stronger than I’d bargained for because, as they say, it was on! We had a real struggle on our hands. Getting cuffs on that clown was really tough to do.

Fortunately, like the finely tuned arrest team that we were, we each went for our pepper spray. Unfortunately, the biker dude saw it coming and ducked. Yep, we sprayed each other squarely in the face.

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Now, I don’t know how many of you have ever been pepper-sprayed, but let me be the first to say it ain’t pretty.

In addition to the tears, noses like open faucets, and blubbering like babies, neither of us could see. So we just held on tightly to our guy and slowly eased our bodies to the ground and waited for backup to arrive. Of course, our fellow officers gave us a really hard time. After all, the first thing they saw upon arrival was three grown men sitting on the ground, weeping like someone whose favorite soap opera of all times had just been cancelled.

I don’t think I’ll ever live that one down.

The badge will get you a bunny

I had a morning appointment that prevented me from devoting a lot of time to writing a new blog post. So here’s some “stuff” I threw together at the last minute. I promise to do better in the coming days.

 

Murder – The unlawful killing of another person. The crime is usually deliberate or committed during an act that showed total disregard for the safety of others.

To get everyone’s attention a bank robber fires his weapon at the ceiling. A stray bullet hits a customer and she dies as a result of her injury. The robber has committed murder.

Manslaughter – Even though a victim dies as a result of an act committed by someone else, the death occurred without evil intent.

While watching a wrestling match on television Ronnie Redneck got into a rather heated argument with his best buddy, Ima Weakguy. During the exchange of words Weakguy begins yelling obscenities. With the delivery of each four-letter word he jabbed a bony index finger into Redneck’s rib cage.

Redneck , a man of little patience, took offense at the finger-poking and used both hands to shove Weakguy out of his personal space. Well, Weakguy, who was known countywide for his two left feet, tripped over his sleeping coon dog, Blue, and hit his head on a nearby case of Budweiser. He immediately lost consciousness and, unfortunately, died on the way to the hospital as a result of bleeding and pressure inside the skull. Weakguy’s death was not intentional, but Ronnie Redneck finds himself facing manslaughter charges.

Jurisdiction – A law enforcement agency’s geographical area where they have the power and authority to enforce the law.

Grand Jury – A panel of citizens selected to decide whether or not probable cause exists to charge a defendant with a crime. The Grand Jury only hears the prosecution’s evidence. The defense is not allowed to present any evidence. In fact, the defense is not allowed to hear the testimony offered by the prosecution.

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Forfeiture – The government is allowed to seize property used in the commission of a crime. Many police departments benefit from the forfeiture of items such as, cash, cars, homes, boats, airplanes, and weapons. These items may be sold at auction, or used by the police. For example, a 2010 Mercedes was driven by drug dealers when making their deliveries. Police stop the car and arrest the occupants for distribution of heroin. The car is seized by the officers who fill out the proper asset-forfeiture paperwork and turn it over to the DA. The prosecutor (for a cut of the proceeds) handles the forfeiture/legal process. The vehicle is later forfeited (by the court) to the police department. They, in turn, assign the vehicle to their drug task force where officers use it as an undercover car.

Double jeopardy – The Fifth Amendment rule stating that a person cannot be made to stand trial twice for the same offense.

Corpus delicti – The main object of a crime. The proof that a crime has taken place. In the case of murder, the body is

Badge Bunny – A woman who is romantically interested in police officers and firemen, and pursues them relentlessly.

There’s an old cop saying, “The badge will get you a bunny, but the bunny will eventually get your badge.”

* Badge Bunnies have been assigned a variety of nicknames by officers, such as beat wives, holster sniffers, and lint (because they cling to uniforms).

Paul Beecroft: Warthog

 

It’s not typical to see a warthog rooting around near your patio, but that’s exactly what I (Paul Beecroft) witnessed on my latest trip to Africa. Well, a warthog and…

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One of the Vervet Monkeys is only a couple of feet away from me actually on the patio itself. Lots of these were around and you really had to keep an eye on any belongings as they are very quick little thieves.

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The following photos were taken in the Bush.

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Male Nyala

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Female Nyala

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Giraffe

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The elusive Leopard. Although we saw the Leopard a few times they were not easy to photograph. Finally on the last game drive as we were returning the spotter saw a Leopard and I managed the two photos. Yes it was dark at the time.

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Paul Beecroft has spent a good deal of his life in law enforcement, in England. He’s worked Foot Patrol, Area Car, Instant Response Car and also as a Police Motorcyclist. Paul currently works as a coroner’s investigator and has traveled all over England, Wales, Scotland and even Germany to investigate crimes.

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