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I've been a cop for just short of 10 years now and a homicide detective for three. I've

worked with some good cops and I've worked with some bad cops too. But there's only one

guy I ever worked with who was a real blue blood. I understand that term gets thrown around

a lot now. Given the TV show the same name, but in reality, there are very few of us who

are born police. And no, I'm not talking about some unhealthy desire to boss folks around.

Although you can bet your butt I've seen a few of those. It was more like he was a natural

investigator. It was cold, but curious, intelligent but not ecotistical about it. But above all,

he was thorough. He would exhaust every single possibility until only one logical explanation

remained. Pure deduction. But every so often he pulled off a master's stroke and the way

he got the ball over the line was his method of interrogation. I only got to see this first

hand one time, but my god. It was like watching an artist at work. I obviously don't think

it's a good idea if I drop his name so we'll just call him blue blood. And as much as

I'll try to save you most of the details because I'm not much of a true crime writer

as some of you are here. Here's the story of the one time I got to see blue blood being

the box man. Just after Thanksgiving of 2001, a body turned up just outside of Mechanics

Burke P.A. out near the white rocks trail if any of you know the area. The body belonged

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