Months ago, my husband and I were watching a movie when I came unglued over a scene where the police made a woman wait 48 hours before reporting her friend missing. This is total BS and is harmful to the public. My dissing an incorrect police procedure from Hollywood is a common occurrence in my house but I don’t usually jump out of my chair and scream at the television. My poor husband almost had a heart attack.
A few days ago, I was reading a really good romantic thriller and ran across the same situation. I marched downstairs, Nook in hand, and read the passage to my husband. He was working on his fantasy football draft. I must give him credit because he listened patiently to what I had to say. When I finished, he asked, “Didn’t that recently upset you in a movie we watched?”
So Authors! Get your facts straight. The 48 hour rule is not just a myth, it’s dangerous to the people who read your books and believe you know what you’re talking about.
As a detective, a woman in my community waited 48 hours to inform the police that her son was missing. I helped dig his burned body from a shallow grave. This is why I scream and stomp my feet. If you write mystery, thrillers, police procedural, the last thing you want to do is spread false information that could possibly do more harm than good.
48 HOURS IS A DANGEROUS MYTH!
So let’s take a look at the truth:
- Police take the totality of circumstances into consideration. It is not against the law for an adult to take a trip and leave without telling anyone however they will always file a report.
- Did the missing person pack clothes, toothbrush, wallet or other essential items? What about their vehicle, is it gone too?
- Was there a family fight? Police can and will place an alert on a vehicle license plate.
- Is this a common occurrence?
- Do you live with the missing person and if not have you checked their home? The police will always do what’s called a welfare check. I’ve done my share. Many are for the elderly after out of town relatives call. Several have ended in finding a person dead of natural causes.
- Does the person have special needs; medication, mental or physical disabilities requiring assistance?
- Why do you feel they are missing and endangered?
It should go without saying that any missing child, 18 years of age and younger, is endangered.
Stop the myth and do your job as an author. Research please. Screaming fits in my living room are extremely bad for my husband’s health and my blood pressure.
The Forever Team is available in paperback ($5.99) and eBook (99 cents).
Six months ago The Forever Team released as part of 10-Code Project to raise money for the national Law Enforcement Officer’s Memorial Fund. I don’t have the figures yet but I’m very excited to see how much money we raised. Thank you everyone who purchased a copy.
I worked very hard this past month to make The Forever Team appropriate for age 10+ readers. This means I cleaned up the language and sexual innuendos that made it true to life. The changes don’t effect the story but for the first time, my grandchildren can read a book I’ve written.
As a long-time rottweiler owner, I want you to know this story is very close to my heart. I had just lost my six-year-old Rottie to cancer when I wrote The Forever Team. There were so many tears shed it was hard to see my computer screen at times. I’m hoping there are a few more Detective Jolett books in me because I really want to revisit her world.
New Cover and #FREE through June 6
Bad Luck Cadet & Officer has a new cover and to celebrate, it’s FREE at Amazon through Friday. I really need some reviews on the combined version so if you’ve read both or missed them, please grab a copy of the combined books while they’re free and consider leaving a review, thank you.
I’ve decided against writing another Suzie Ivy adventure. This decision relieves my mind because I’ve always been worried about the victims of crime. Instead, I want to fictionalize some of my adventures and possible use Detective Jolett as my alter ego. We’ll see where these thoughts take me. Right now, my romance writing is keeping me busy.
Buy link: Amazon Kindle
If you’re a member of Kindle Unlimited several of my books are available for you as a free download. Bad Luck Officer & Cadet and writing as Holly S. Roberts: Play, Strike, Kick, Slam, and Crimson Warrior.
Dragons Don’t Forgive is Live
If you read my steamy paranormal books, Dragons Don’t Forgive, the third book in the Fire Chronicles Series releases today too. There are four books planned and I’m hard at work on the final installment. I’m adding an extra dose of humor to this one because Dragons Don’t Forgive is a tad on the heartbreaking side. It does have a happy ending, though so don’t let me turn you away if you’re interested. Just think Gor meets Little House on the Prairie. If that catches your interest you might want to read the series. Dragons Don’t Cry is book I and Dragons Don’t Love is book II.
Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00XJTQPKI
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00XJTQPKI
Now I need a vacation! We leave next Monday and I can’t wait!
It’s time to stock up on summer reading and I have just the book. Best of all it’s 13 brand new stories and the cost is only 99 cents. My friends; New York Times, USA Today and Amazon best-selling authors, got together and published Romancing the Paranormal with fun and sexy stories for hours of reading on a sandy beach, back yard lounge chair, or favorite under the ceiling fan reading spot. It boils down to 8 cents per hot guy and is worth every penny.
My book in the collection, Fang Chronicles: Tyboll, can be read as a standalone and is a humorous tale of a grumpy bear shifter who meets his match with a bear shifting witch. I promise you’ll laugh at what it takes to straighten him out.
Amazon US – http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00TUI7KK6
Amazon UK – http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B00TUI7KK6…
On a side note, I will get the rights back to my latest police story, The Forever Team, on June 1st. It’s currently available on Amazon in the 10 Code collection and all proceeds benefit the National Law Enforcement Officers Memorial Fund in Washington, DC. When this story returns to my hands, the gritty content will be removed making it appropriate for age 10 plus readers. The original story will no longer be available so if you don’t have a copy and want to read it with true-life verbiage here’s the Amazon link: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00PR9QWJM
Now if the weather would finally get warm and stay there, I could pretend I was on a beach!
As a child I had a fascination with police officers.
They represented authority, an awesome uniform, and a courageous presence that I found intriguing. Why do kids grow up wanting to be cops? What will the next generation bring to the badge?
Cowboys and Indians were big when I was a child. I always wanted to be the Indian; wild and fighting back against the big bad cowboys. Yes, I know this is politically incorrect today, but in the sixties it was big. I had a small bow and arrow set and fought, totally out-gunned, against metal cap pistols. I played with the boys because girl games were boring. Add small plastic dinosaurs and Match Box cars when indoors and I could entertain myself for hours on rainy days.
Read more of this post at Uniform Stories. The pictures, including the banner at the top, are of me as a child. And yes, I caught those fish all by myself.
Until next time,
These past years have been difficult when it came to writing non-fiction police books and blog posts. I spent six of my eight years with the Small Town Police Department as lead detective in Sex Crime and Homicide cases. I can easily look back on those first two years in law enforcement and smile.
After the first two, the reasons to smile faded and many of my cases were heartbreaking and tragic. In the bigger picture, I had a fear that if victims knew I wrote non-fiction police stories about my adventures as an officer, they would stop trusting me.
A victim in one of my cases asked me about my writing one day. I managed to keep my author identity fairly quiet but somehow she heard. I gave her the Bad Luck Blog information so she could visit my blog and see the people and stories I wrote about.
Her wonderful response emphasized the need to keep my detective cases private.
Chief Scott Silverii approached me months ago and asked me to join the 10-Code project—ten fictions stories, written by cops, honoring fallen officers. All proceeds will go to the National Law Enforcement Officer’s Memorial Fund. I was extremely honored to take part in Scott’s incredible endeavor.
Today, 10-Code is available at major online retailers. Below you will find the buy links. If you’ve pre-ordered, I hope you are sinking your teeth into this awesome book. If you didn’t pre-order you need to download your copy now. Please, it’s only $2.99 and all proceeds go to NLEOMF!
My story, The Forever Team, is dedicated to my police academy friend Philip Rodriguez. I miss him and his smile so much. Writing each word brought him up front and center in my thoughts. I try not to be sad but his loss had a profound effect on so many. Once a year, I visit the Officer Down Memorial Page and read the newest comments on Philip’s page. I’ve left several of my own but this time I couldn’t. Philip’s dad had the top post and it needed to stay there.
Here is the poem to Philip from his father.
I only have a picture now,
A frozen piece of time,
To remind me of how it was,
When you were here, and mine.
I see your smiling eyes,
Each morning when I wake,
I talk to you, and place a kiss,
Upon your lovely face.
How much I miss you being here,
I really can not say,
The ache is deep inside my heart,
And never goes away.
I hear it mentioned often,
That time will heal the pain,
But if I’m being honest,
I hope it will remain.
I need to feel you constantly,
To get me through the day,
I loved you so very much,
Why did you go away?
The angels came and took you,
That really wasn’t fair,
They took my one and only Son,
My future life. My heir.
If only they had asked me,
If I would take your place,
I would have done so willingly,
Leaving you this world to grace.
You should have had so many years,
To watch your life unfold,
And in the mist of this,
Watch me, your Mum grow old!
I hope you’re watching from above,
At the daily tasks I do,
And let there be no doubt at all,
I really do love you.
May 5, 2014
Each story in 10-Code is dedicated to an officer who changed our lives and lost their own. Thank you Philip for making mine better.
To readers: Merry Christmas and joyous holidays. Thank you for visiting me.
Seeing the worst of humanity becomes second nature and the daily expectation when many officers put on their uniform.
It wears on you, causes depression, lack of motivation, and discontent in our jobs. When those down and out times come along and I’m not seeing the sunshine through my patrol vehicle windshield, something always happens to lift my spirits.
During one of my Christmas day shifts, I was trying to shake off a fatality car accident caused by a drunk driver. I wondered if this was really the job for me. I hadn’t slept well the previous three days since the crash and feeling Christmas harmony was far from my mind. Though I enjoyed working the holidays, that particular day I wanted to be home with family to take my mind off the images that wouldn’t go away.
I stopped at the local twenty-four hour convenience store to grab a cup of hot coffee and try to put a buzz in my dragging boot steps. A man dressed in weathered clothes walked up to me and handed a plain black folded wallet over. He said he found it on the ground in the parking lot. I asked for his name and information but he said he didn’t want to give it. He turned and walked away. I thanked him but he never looked back.
Continue at UniformStories.com (no signup required, just continue reading)