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A Little Side Trip to the Dordogne/Périgord
Reading Martin Walker’s Bruno, Chief of Police Novels
Adobe Stock Photo (Village of Roque-Gageac in the Dordogne)
It’s interesting how synchronicity works.
My current, long-term writing project involves France – actually Paris – during World War II. However, there’re are only so many words about that time I can take in at once. So when I discovered a series of novels set in the idyllic…
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#Bruno Chief of Police#Bruno&039;s Cookbook#Cookbooks#Cooking#Dordogne#Fiction#France#French Cooking#Julia Watson#Martin Walker#Mystery Series#Paula Wolfert
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Bruno, Chief of Police by Martin Walker
Title: Bruno, Chief of Police
Author: Martin Walker
Series: Bruno, Chief of Police #1
Number of Pages: 273
Genre: Cozy Culinary Mystery
Publisher: Vintage
Date of Original Publication: March 24, 2009
ISBN: B002361NGY
Here I am trying to play catch up on my book list, at the same time my book club assigns me this book which is the first book of a series that has 21 books and counting. Naturally I will have to eventually finish the series because that’s my type A personality at work. This is the final book for book club for the 2022-2023 season. Then it’s off for 4 months where I can catch up on my own book list before it starts again.
This book was naturally surprising to me. It was an interesting setting in a small town in France. The Chief, Bruno, is a likeable character and well established in his community. I liked this book because it wasn’t too dark of a setting, the murder happened but it didn’t over whelm the story line. The character development was great and the storyline was humorous at some points. All of the characters in the novel were unique and relatable.
The only thing I didn’t like about the novel is that it was a little bit overladen with history facts towards the end that dragged it out a bit. I would’ve liked to see more action in the investigative work and I’m not sure I like the ending of the story. I will give book two to see if it rounds off for the next one.
★★★★ Would recommend, especially if you’re looking for a new series to be entertained by.
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A 22 year old woman who was about to graduate with a degree in engineering is now dead because her ex couldn't accept that the relationship was over.
Gino Cecchettin, hugging his daughter Elena, attends a torchlit procession in Vigonovo, near Venice, northern Italy, Sunday, Nov. 19, 2023, after the police found the body of his other daughter Giulia, reportedly with multiple stab wounds and wrapped in plastic on Saturday in a ditch near Venice. Police in Germany over the weekend arrested Filippo Turetta, 21, who had been on the run since Nov. 11, when he was last seen arguing with Giulia Cecchettin. (Lucrezia Granzetti/LaPresse via AP)
The Associated Press
ROME -- Italy has erupted in outrage over the death of a young woman, allegedly at the hands of her possessive ex-boyfriend, with the Italian premier vowing to crack down further on gender-based violence that has claimed the lives of more than 50 women so far this year.
Police in Germany over the weekend arrested Filippo Turetta, who had been on the run since Nov. 11, when he was last seen fighting with 22-year-old Giulia Cecchettin, hitting her in a physical attack that was captured by roadside video cameras.
Cecchettin's body, reportedly with multiple stab wounds, was found wrapped in plastic on Saturday in a ditch near Lake Barcis, in the province of Pordenone north of Venice.
Italian newspapers had been consumed with the search for them both, given multiple reports from friends and family that Turetta had refused to accept Cecchettin's decision to end the relationship. Cecchettin’s sister, Elena, said she had been concerned about Turetta’s possessiveness of her sister but never imagined he could hurt her.
Police in the eastern German city of Halle said Sunday that they had detained a 21-year-old Italian man who was wanted by police in Italy after his car broke down on the A9 highway in the south of the eastern state of Saxony-Anhalt.
Italian news reports said police road cameras had traced Turetta’s black Fiat Punto as he drove on mountain roads through northern Italy, into Austria and then Germany.
Italian state-run radio network RAI said Turetta had agreed to be extradited, and Italian Foreign Minister Antonio Tajani said he was expected back in Italy within days. Venice's chief prosecutor, Bruno Cherchi, suggested Monday it might take longer and urged patience so the investigation can complete its course without external pressure.
The fate of Cecchettin, who had been due to graduate university Thursday with a degree in engineering, had dominated news reports for a week and led to an outpouring of anger when her body was finally found. Even Turetta's parents attended a candlelit vigil for her, and RAI led its main evening news program Sunday with a backdrop made up of portraits of all the women killed in Italy this year.
Premier Giorgia Melon i expressed outrage at Italy’s long history of violence against women by their partners or ex-partners, saying it has appeared to be getting worse recently. She cited data from the Interior Ministry saying of the 102 women killed in Italy this year up to Nov. 12, 53 died at the hands of their partners or former partners.
“Every single woman killed because she is ‘guilty’ of being free is an aberration that cannot be tolerated and that drives me to continue on the path taken to stop this barbarity,” she said in a statement on social media.
A government-backed bill that has already passed the lower Chamber of Deputies and is coming to the Senate later this month would boost preventative measures to protect victims of gender-based violence.
In addition, the Interior Ministry urged all schools to hold a minute of silence on Tuesday in honor of Cecchettin “and all abused women and victims of violence.” An organization of Italian university rectors, meanwhile, vowed to launch initiatives to make students more aware of gender-based violence.
The aim, the group said, was to “promote respect of the person and halt violence against women” through education that fosters a culture of respect and responsibility.
#italy#Femicide#A woman is most in danger after leaving a bad relationship#102 women in Italy were killed in 2023 so far#Rest In Peace Giulia Cecchettin#Men can't accept when relationships are over but women are the emotional ones
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Over a 15 year period between the 1920s and 1940s, Köpenick, Germany, was terrorized by a sadistic serial killer, who may have killed at least 51 people, mostly women. All of the victims had been strangled or stabbed to death, before being sexually abused postmortem.
On 31 January, 1943, the body of a woman was discovered in a local wood. She had been strangled with her own shawl and then sexually assaulted. She had also been robbed. A couple of months later, Bruno Lüdke was brought in for questioning. Lüdke was known to be a peeping tom and petty thief by local police.
Allegedly, he confessed to the murder, but his confession didn’t stop there; he confessed to all of the earlier murders as well. According to those who knew Lüdke, after the confession, he showed signs of physical abuse allegedly at the hands of the police. He also commented that if he did not confess, he would have been killed at the police station.
Over the past 15 years, over 50 bodies had been discovered in the area and it was evident by the modus operandi and crimes scenes, these were perpetrated by one person. However, no fingerprints or direct evidence could connect Lüdke to these murders.
Nevertheless, Lüdke was fingered as the serial killer. He was never put on trial, and instead was declared legally insane and sent to the Institute of Criminological Medicine in Vienna, which was run by the SS. Here, he was the victim of human experiments. He died after one went wrong on 8 April, 1944.
Today, the opinion on Lüdke’s guilt remains very much divided. Many believe that Lüdke, who could not even tell the time, did not have the capability of evading detection for 15 years, and that he had been set up by Chief Homicide Investigator Franz and the Nazi government, who saw those with intellectual disabilities as nothing more than something to experiment on and dispose of.
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halloween soon and i'm feeling spooky. any chance of a ghost story? can be any season, any islander! would just love to see some cool takes from you guys
SCREAM
S3 + Bruno | 7000+ words | @i-boop-you
What's your favourite scary movie? I hope it's scream, because we're paying homage. Can you guess who Ghostface is?
Note: Not a ghost story, but a Ghostface story. Expect usual slasher gore, some violent deaths, and the murder of some of your favourite characters. Apologies in advance.
“This tragic case has led me here, to Amor High School, where the deceased -”
Lori couldn’t take her eyes off of Valentina Valentine, the look on her face one of confusion, like she was wondering what on earth Valentina was doing outside her school with a news crew in tow. They weren’t the only ones. Talia from Channel One was there, and just behind her Hope was reporting for Channel Two, and on and on it went.
Prim and pristine, every single one of them, but the severity of what they were reporting on was clear; each expression grim and serious as the next, heightened by the glamour of each of the reporters.
“Hey!”
Lori jumped, flinching away from the hand that had come down on her arm. Half a second later and she was facing her best friends, both of whom looked as troubled as the dead serious news reports. It looked odd against the backdrop of gaudy Halloween decorations; a sallow faced Eddie reporting for EITV with a green witch hanging from a tree behind him. Every time the wind blew, it made it look like his report was being invaded by a supernatural cartoon.
“Crazy what’s going on, right?” Iona said, her furrowed brow on the new mayhem. “I guess it is a full moon, though. They say all the crazy comes out on a full moon.”
Lori screwed her face up, looking between Iona and Elladine. “What’s happened? Why are so many people reporting on the school?”
“It’s not the school,” Elladine said, a scoff on her tongue and incredulity in her eyes. Concern coloured her face as she took Lori in.
“Shit, Lor, do you not know?” Iona replied, linking her arm into her friends. Elladine did the same on the other side, like the pair were shielding their friend from the horrors of whatever danger it was that lurked.
They took their first steps towards the front of the school, away from the hubbub of media activity that was ravishing the front lawn.
“What’s going on?” Lori asked, looking between them both again.
“Lori …” Elladine whispered, her voice weighing heavy. She looked about with guilt before she went on, “Lily Osorio and Rafi Sayed were murdered last night.”
Like that, Lori felt the colour draining from her face, and it didn’t stop there. It appeared as though the strength leaked from her body, stopping her in her tracks as she looked on at her friends in shock and despair.
“And not just like a little stabby-stab,” Iona said, running her hand through her short head of hair, “like they were butchered. Guts out, hanging from a tree, Billy Butcherson style.”
Lori gasped, half gagging, hand over her mouth. “Oh my God… Do they know who did it?”
“That’s the worst part,” Elladine replied, her voice wavering. “They have no fucking clue. Don’t tell anyone I said this because Bruno told me it in confidence, but like the police are grasping at straws. Expect to be pulled out of class today because the police aren’t ruling anyone out right now.”
“Shit, they think it could be someone here at school?” Iona said, voice hitching.
Elladine nodded. “Like I said, they don’t have any idea.”
For Lori, interview time came during English. She hadn’t been paying attention the whole lesson, her eyes burnt on the empty desk that sat in the middle of the room. It once sat the beautiful blonde Lily, but now it filled the pit of her stomach.
The school counsellor, “Call me Genevieve,” came to collect Lori for the interview and accompanied her all the way to Principal Sterling’s office. There, Police Chief Graham Morgan and Officer Kaminski were already waiting.
“Lori, thanks for joining us,” Principal Sterling said. He sat up off of his desk to lead her into the room, sensing her shyness. “Lori, this is Chief Morgan,” he said, “and Chief, this is Lori Herring.”
“Lori,” Zabinski held his muscled arm out to shake her hand. “You’re good friends with Officer Bruno’s younger sister, Elladine, right?”
Lori’s gaze flickered to Bruno who gave her an encouraging nod. It was surely meant to calm her, but under his gaze her heart beat twice as fast. Lori followed with several nods in quick succession to OChief Morgan, “Yeah. We’ve been friends since nursery.”
“She’s a good kid, and Bruno thinks the world of her, so I can tell you must be a good kid too. Bruno’s sure talked you both up enough, but I’m not here to talk about your friendship with Elladine. Lori, can you tell me how well you knew Lily Osorio or Rafi Sayed?”
The shrug that ensued from Lori led to her holding herself tight, showing her discomfort. “Not well. I had some classes with Lily, but we were never friends. We just ran in different crowds. Same with Rafi. He’s in the year above, so I never had much to do with him.”
“Yeah, he’s in your boyfriend's year, isn’t he? A William Green, is that correct?”
Lori nodded again. “Yeah, but I don’t think Bill’s friends with him either. I’ve never heard him talk about Rafi.”
The Chief nodded and Bruno jotted down everything she was saying in his little notepad. The interview didn’t last much longer, and counsellor Genevieve remained throughout, as did Principal Sterling, but Lori was soothed enough with Bruno’s presence in the room.
When she got out, it was time to break for lunch. Despite not eating since breakfast, the thought of food made Lori’s stomach churn. She went on the hunt for her friends, and when she found them, the six of them crowded outside at the school fountain. The media circus could be seen from there, the crowd converging around a podium where Police Chief Morgan was making his statement.
Elladine was the last to join them, coming out from the school with Bruno at her side. He waved to the kids before heading over to join his colleagues just in time for the media to launch on them with their array of intrusive questions.
“What’s old Bruno got to say?” Seb asked as Elladine nestled on the stone, leaning up against her boyfriend Nicky.
“Nothing that’s of any interest to you, I’d imagine,” she replied, rolling her eyes haughtily. She propped her feet on the stone, lounging to her heart's content. With one little prod of her big toe, she had Lori’s attention. “Hey.”
Lori looked over from where she was similarly lounging in Bill’s arms while he used his mouth as an extra hand to unwrap his favourite sandwich. She gave Elladine a smile, the first she’d cracked all day.
“Bruno talked to my mum. She wants to know if you wanna stay over while your dad is out of town. She says you can stay for as long as you want.”
Bill seemingly hadn’t been paying attention, but she felt him shift; the attention drawing from filling his stomach to what his girlfriend was up to.
Before Lori could answer, Nicky chimed in, grinning at Elladine and asking, “Did your mum say I could stay over?”
Elladine smacked him as Seb and Bill snickered.
“That’d be great, Elladine,” Lori said. “I’ll text my dad and let him know what’s going on.”
“How long is he out of town for?” Nicky asked, brushing his fingertips down Elladine’s arm. It brought a smile over her face, making her flinch like it was tickly.
“He’ll be back after the weekend,” Lori answered him. “He left a bunch of sweets for Halloween tonight, in case any kids come round, but by the looks of it, nobody's going out trick or treating tonight.”
“Take them to Elladine’s and that’s your movie night snacks sorted,” Iona suggested.
“Or,” Bill said, wrapping both his arms around Lori’s neck. He held her tight, close to his chest, rocking her from side to side as he faced the others over her shoulder, his eyes lighting up on his girlfriend, “Instead of you going to Elladine’s, I could come over. Could be a movie night for us.”
“Somehow I think zero movies are gonna be getting watched,” Seb smirked.
Rolling her eyes, Lori smacked Bill’s arms away. “You came over last night,” she said.
“That was before your dad went out of town.”
“Oh, sounds like someone has an alibi,” Seb said, reaching over to slap Bill on the thigh.
Bill went to kick Seb, but Seb moved out of reach just in time. “What do I need an alibi for?” Bill asked, his tone heavy, heightened with suspicion.
“I’m saying nothing,” Seb said.
“Besides,” Iona said, a brow quirked at Nicky, “wasn’t it you who used to d¹ate Lily?”
Nicky’s mouth hung open, a hollow ‘tsk’ falling from within as an incredulous smirk played on his face. His hold of Elladine got tighter. Before he could answer, Seb was there again. He threw a raspberry at Nicky and said, “Yeah, and then she dumped you for Rafi.”
Again, before Nicky could answer, another voice chimed in. This time, it was Elladine, who sat up, looking crossly at Nicky, and said, “I thought you dumped her for me?”
“Of course I did,” Nicky answered, ushering her back into his arms. “She’s got nothing on you.”
Muttering, Seb said, “Well, yeah, hard to compete when one is dead.”
Bill kicked at Seb again. This time, it hit, and as Seb reeled from the impact, nursing his side with an, “Ah,” Bill told him, “Get some fucking tact, man. I get being one of the undead is your thing, but that doesn’t mean the rest of us want to hear it.”
“I’m not one of the undead,” Seb said. “I’m just emo. You’re seriously misrepresenting the culture.”
Bill rolled his eyes. Over the speaker system, Principal Sterling’s voice broke over the whole school, announcing, “Students, I’ve been informed that a town-wide curfew is going into effect tonight. Until your safety can be guaranteed, you aren’t to go out after eight pm. Any parties or trick or treating you have planned will have to be moved to another night. We hope you understand that this is for your safety.”
“What bullshit,” Seb said, shaking his head. “Halloween is the best night of the year.”
“I can’t believe they’re cancelling it because of a little murder,” Iona concurred.
“And if it had been you who was strung up on a tree for your parents to find your dead body?” Elladine asked.
“Even more reason to party.”
“Do you know what?” Nicky said, looking about at all of them. “I think Seb and Iona are right. I don’t think we should let this stop us living our lives. If anything, this just goes to show that we shouldn’t take any minute for granted. I say we say ‘fuck it’, and throw the biggest Halloween party that we can.”
“Don’t be an idiot,” Elladine said. “That’s like putting up a glaring neon sign to the killer saying ‘We’re here! Come kill us!’”
“Who says the killer is going to strike again?” Nicky shrugged. “For all we know, he had beef with Lily and Rafi for whatever reason, and that’s it settled now. We should toast to them, not let it scare us into never leaving our homes.”
“Here, here,” Seb said, tipping his bottle of water.
Elladine and Lori looked at each other as Bill and Iona chanted their agreements, too. “It’ll probably be safer if we’re in numbers,” Lori said.
“... I suppose you’re right. I’ll have to give Bruno a heads up, though. He’ll be pissed if he finds out I’ve snuck out with a murderer on the loose.”
“Invite him,” Nicky said. “Tell him that he can be our lookout. If the killer does come to strike, they’ll have to get through Officer Kaminski first.”
“No one’s gonna dare with him around,” Bill grinned.
“Don’t be mean, Bruno’s lovely,” Lori said, nudging him gently.
“Careful, Lor, your childhood crush is showing,” Seb teased, earning him a flash of daggers from both Lori and Bill.
“Don’t look now,” Iona said, voice high, eyes wide staring straight ahead.
All heads turned to where she was gazing, landing on Bruno taking a leisurely stroll back towards the school with Valentina Valentine at his side, both with playful smiles on their faces.
“Of course,” Elladine hissed. “He could never resist a pretty face.”
“Who’s betting that she’s sniffing for information?” Bill asked.
“He looks happy enough,” Nicky said.
“Yeah, until she snakes something confidential and a shitshow lands at his feet,” muttered Elladine, who looked away tsking under her breath.
In the end, it didn’t take much for the girls to convince Bruno. A little whine in their voices paired with doe in their eyes and all they had to say was, “But you’ll be there to protect us.”
“There’s safety in numbers.”
“At least you’ll know where we all are.”
“You’ll be the coolest ever.”
With a heavy sigh, Bruno shut his eyes and let his shoulders sag. “Fine.” He wagged his finger in Elladine’s face, “but you’re explaining it to mum.”
“We’ll just say we’re watching movies at Iona’s,” Elladine said, waving his concerns off. “You need to be there for when we want a lift home.”
“All my police training and I’m basically a glorified taxi driver.”
“Don’t say that, Bruno,” Elladine said, hugging him. “We aren’t going to pay you.”
“Figures.”
When they arrived at Lori’s house it was already cloaked in the setting sky; the thin orange glow of the setting sun was being drowned in the ever-pressing dark, the colours of Halloween making a mockery of them. The moon shone brightly in the sky, full and foreboding.
Lori lived just out of the town in a large modern build. Every year on Halloween they got kids coming to the door with their best jokes prepared and the best costume that the supermarkets had to offer, but there was no danger of trick or treaters on this Halloween night.
While Elladine unlocked the empty house, Lori set about turning on the lights of the decorations outside, basking them in the garish orange of the holiday. Elladine pushed into the house, traipsing in like it was her own home, Bruno lingered on the doorstop, looking between Lori and the surrounding darkness with unease.
“You sure about this, Lori?” He asked.
“No,” she said, not letting herself look at him. He was off duty, but dressed up in an American Sheriff’s outfit, the khaki colour and the cowboy-like hat making him look goofier than usual. “But I don’t want to let what happened stop us from having fun.”
“And I don’t want you guys having fun to stop you from living the rest of your lives.”
They both paused, a look passing between them. “Then it’s a good thing you’re here to protect us, Officer Kaminski.”
Bruno closed the space between them, taking a small device out of his pocket. He held it out to her when he was barely a step away. Lori would never admit to how that made her heart pitter patter having him to close. She could smell the shower gel he used, the fragrance so familiar to her, more familiar than he’d ever guess.
“Here,” he said. “I’ve got one for Ella as well. If you get in any sort of trouble, any at all, press this button and it’ll send an alert to my phone and tell me where you are. Don’t hesitate.”
Lori took it. The plastic was warm from his touch. “I’ll be careful,” she promised.
“Please.”
“You don’t need to worry about me.”
“I always will.”
Headlights interrupted the moment. The honk of a horn and a holler of “Woo!” only furthering them. The car parked next to Bruno’s cruiser and out spilled Iona, Seb, and Nicky. The three of them were dressed up in their Halloween costumes already, with Nicky as a vampire, Seb as a zombie, and Iona changing up the cheerleader suit with come zombified additions. That was just so Iona, Lori thought.
“Where’s Bill?” Lori asked, removing herself from such close proximity to Bruno to greet them.
As she and Iona hugged tight despite the crate of Carling she’d no doubt nicked from her dad, Seb said, “Oh, he’s getting more beers.” With a paling glance over at a carefully watching Bruno, Seb saluted him, “Evening, Officer.”
“Get in the house, Seb,” Bruno said.
Seb made a dash for the boot. Together he and Nicky loaded in several crates of beer and a bag that clinked suspiciously. Iona and Lori followed, but before Lori could get inside, Bruno stopped her, laying a hand carefully on her arm.
“Have you heard from your dad?” He asked.
“Yeah, he asked if I wanted him to cut the trip short, but I told him it wasn’t necessary,” Lori replied, saddened that Bruno didn’t let his touch linger. “He said to thank your parents for letting me stay.”
“Well, we’ll see how tonight pans out before we go saying any thanks, right?”
The corners of her mouth twitched.
“So, I know your house is pretty much a maze,” Bruno went on, eyes brushing over the outside of the house and the three floors visible, “but who would you say knows the ins and out well enough besides Ella and myself?”
“Well, apart from my own dad, probably only Bill,” Lori said.
“Hmm. Did you know that Bill and Rafi were on the football team together?”
Lori snapped her head up at him. “Nicky’s on the team, too.”
The frown over Bruno’s face narrowed, but he did not take his eyes off of the house. “I’m going to do a sweep of the perimeter if you guys are good?” He waited for Lori to nod, and gently nudged her inside. “Lock the door until I come back around.”
Bruno watched Lori heading inside. He could hear the kids within, already having a great time just themselves, and wasn’t sure if he regretted not insisting harder just to keep it the six of them.
He listened for a minute longer, the hooting of a nearby owl almost drowning them out until another vehicle came to a stop at the top of the drive. He couldn’t help the excitable smile on his face as he jogged over.
As her long legs stepped out the passenger side of the news van, Bruno waved, knowing he might regret the goofy enthusiasm of it for the rest of his life.
“Valentina, I’m glad you came,” he said once he’d halted in front of her. “The kids are inside getting ready, but I thought you might want to join me as we check out the perimeter.”
Valentina smiled, but Bruno didn’t note the strain in it. “Sure, that sounds great. It’s pretty cold out, so let me just grab my coat.” As she turned to grab the red coat, she shared a long, knowing look with her cameraman, Dylan, who was biting back his sly smile.
“So,” Valentina went on, in a pointedly casual manner, “you were telling me about how you informed the victim’s families that they were deceased? It must have been so rough considering Lily’s older sister Lexi is your ex-girlfriend.”
Music blared. Scrunched up beer cans were strewn across every surface, the smell of smoke rolling in from those smoking outside on the back patio filling the house, the party had been going for longer than Lori had a clue. She and Elladine had changed into cheerleader outfits to match Iona’s as was the plan. They hadn’t planned on letting Iona zombify them, but in the end Lori left with fake bruising on her neck and Elladine with a fake abdominal injury that left most of her top red with fake blood like she’d been stabbed.
They had an old nineties slasher fic on the TV. The sound could only just be heard over the thumping music, but they knew all the words anyway.
“It’s always the boyfriend,” Seb, now dressed as a skeleton, said, shaking his head at the predictability.
“Are you saying that Rafi butchered Lily and then gutted himself?” Iona asked, a small chuckle falling from her lips as she looked between Seb and Lori.
Lori half-smiled, looking at them out the corner of her eye as Seb launched himself over the other side of the sofa. He hovered over Iona, positioning himself pretty provocatively while Iona could only grin up at him.
“It’s just a fact,” Seb said, grinning down at her. “We all know how predictable these movies are.”
“Not so much anymore,” Iona said. “It’s so much harder to predict who the killer is. Everything is about shock factor these days.”
“Pfft,” Seb said, shaking his head again. He shot up off the sofa, and headed to the front of the TV, pausing it as Jamie Kennedy had his back to the killer. He turned to the girls and declared, “Listen, I know more than anyone that these days with movie and TV, it’s all about subverting expectations, but that doesn’t mean there still aren’t rules.”
“Boo! Turn the movie back on!” Iona chuckled, throwing a cushion at his head.
“Listen, we could be in a horror movie as we speak, so expect this to save one of your lives,” he went on, pointing between the two grinning girls. “Rule number one: Always have a Final Girl. It’s who the audience get to root for, you have to give them someone.” He looked at Iona, adding, “And I’m sorry, Iona, but she’s got to be at least half sensible, so it’s looking like it’s going to be Lori.”
“BOO!” Iona shouted once more, this time throwing popcorn as Lori laughed into her hand.
“Hey, it’s okay, it’s okay, I’m the comedy relief for sure,” he said, heading back to her on the sofa. He took her hand in his, locking his fingers between hers and practically fell over her again, saying, “Stick by my side and I can protect you with my plot armour.”
“Hey, guys,” Nicky said, coming in from the main room of the party with a beer in hand. He paused, scanning them with increasing alarm. “Where’s Elladine?” He spoke to them as a whole, but his eyes were on Lori.
At once Lori sat up. “She went to go find Bruno. She hadn’t heard from him in a while.”
“What? She just went out on her own?” Fear laced his tone as he strode across the room to the windows overlooking the back of the property and into the surrounding woods. He threw Lori a curt look, adding, “And you let her?”
“Relax,” Lori said, “she was on the phone to me the whole time until she found him. They’re together.”
Nicky visibly relaxed, but he still twitched back the curtains, his gaze fixed on the dark shadows of the trees.
“Holy shit!”
They turned as Camilo entered the room, phone in hand, and singled for the music to be cut.
“Everyone, hey, everyone! Listen up!” He called out until he had the attention of everyone. “Principal Sterling is dead. Someone killed him after school and hung him off the roof terrace.”
Shock panned through the students as the severity of the situation trickled around them, but the sympathy didn’t last long before one of the boys on the football team shouted out, “If we leave now we might see them taking his body down!”
This grim proclamation was met with more gusto than Lori could have imagined, and she and her friends were all that remained after the boisterous party-goers fled the house. A look of disgust was plain on several faces.
“I’m calling Elladine,” Nicky said, reaching for his phone.
Lori’s own hand hovered over the device Bruno gave her.
“Shit, Lor,” Iona said, sitting up and pushing Seb away, “when was the last time anyone heard from Bill?”
An uneasy look passed over all their faces. Lori double checked her messages from him, but she already knew the last string of messages off by heart.
“Elladine’s not picking up,” Nicky said. He remained looking calm, but his voice hitched, and he stood too still, like he was just trying to convey control. The fear on his face was subtle, however much he was trying to make it so it wasn’t obvious.
“...Should we go looking for her?” Seb asked, sounding almost too wary to suggest it.
“She’s with Bruno, right?” Iona said, voice shaking.
THUMP.
All four of them flinched, stepping back from the noise in the other room. The actress in the movie screamed behind them, the sounds of her fleeing in terror following the fearful cries.
“Who’s there?” Nicky called out. He was the first to step towards it.
“Nicky, don’t fucking go,” Iona said, her voice fluctuating with the rapid beating of her lashes.
With a look, the determination steeled on his face. “I’m going to look for Elladine.”
There was no hesitation as he strode through on his way to the kitchen. Lori couldn’t leave him to go alone, so she held her hand out for Iona, and the pair followed, hands entwined, with Seb twitchily taking up the rear.
In the kitchen, there was not a soul besides them. The mess amplified the sudden silence, the remnants of the party making everything feel more isolating. Nicky pulled a large kitchen knife from the stainless steel rack and edged himself backwards towards the sliding glass door that led to the back garden.
“Come on,” he said, sliding it open and checking first before he let any of the others leave. Lori followed his lead and picked out a knife, too.
One foot of Lori’s was poised to step onto the patio, she could feel Seb behind her, the cold air of late Autumn swirling around her like little tendrils determined to fleece her outside. And Seb screamed.
Lori ran. Seb had a hold of her costume, his fingers hooked into the cheap material, halting her as she tried to escape. Something tore. She was free. She was running. Nicky pushed past her, back into the house, and she found Iona.
“Run!” Lori said, as Iona stood still as a statue, frozen in place. Lori tugged her, ready to drag her off if she had to, but Iona came. Her feet hit the ground in a disjointed manner at first, her eyes welling with tears, but Iona moved with Lori.
They tore away from the house, into the outskirts of the woods.
“Did you see it?” Lori asked, breathing steadily as Iona sounded like she was on the verge of a panic attack.
“It was - someone in a costume -” Iona stuttered, frantically looking around, eyes unfocused, “he was cloaked - in a white mask and -”
A knife lodged into the side of her face from the darkness surrounding them, twisting up under her cheek and into her brain. Lori gasped, letting out a scream, and was running before Iona’s twitching body could hit the ground.
There was nowhere to go but the house. She ran and she ran and she ran, sprinting around the corner to her front door. The moment she turned, she went careering into something solid, and flew back, ending up rolling into the flower beds.
“Shit, Lori!” Nicky said, reaching to pick her up.
Already half way up, Lori’s wide eyes were set on where she’d just come running from, but … there was nothing following her.
“You’re covered in blood,” Seb said, sounding sick. “Why are you covered in blood?”
Nicky sounded regretful as he asked, “Where’s Iona?”
No words came. Lori’s lips trembled, her eyes fluttering like she was trying to hold back tears.
“Come on, let’s go,” Nicky said, keeping his hands on Lori like he thought his grip was all that kept her steady. “We chased that fucker out here. Wasn’t so brave coming after the two of us, was he?”
Seb keeled over, hands on his thighs. “Oh God, I feel sick…”
“Come on, man,” Nicky said, guiding a now sobbing Lori into the house. They were nearly at the open front door, the pair of them looking back at Seb -
He stood suddenly. Had just enough time to turn back -
Flying out from around the corner, a cloaked figure descended on him, slashing across his neck with a steel blade.
Lori screamed blue murder, Nicky went slack, and Seb, eyes wide, clawed at his throat before toppling face first into the dirt, a bloody gurgle escaping him.
The cloaked figure held up their bloodied knife. That pale masked face turned sharply, its black hooded eyes staring directly at them. Nicky shoved at Lori, pushing her into the house, slamming the door behind them.
“Oh, fuck,” he said, realising he couldn’t lock it. “Fuck - Lori, Lori, come on, we have to hide, call the police - wait, Bruno! Fuck, call Bruno!”
Lori fumbled with the little device Bruno had given her earlier. Her hands trembled and were so sweaty she could barely keep a hold of it, and before she could press that little button -
CRASH.
Both Nicky and Lori flattened themselves against the front door as someone who didn’t care about how loud they were came flying through the house from the kitchen. Nicky cocooned himself over Lori as Bruno appeared under the arch way, gun in hand.
“We heard screaming. Are you two okay?” He asked, sounding out of breath. Sweat glistened on his forehead as he made his way towards them, a bedraggled Valentina appearing at his heels. “Where’s Elladine?”
“She was meant to be with you -” Nicky said, sounding aghast.
“I haven’t seen her all night -”
“She was with you - !
Everyone jumped. The door rattled. Someone was on the other side.
“Move!” Bruno ordered, ushering the teens behind him towards Valentina. Lori sobbed harder, clinging to Nicky as Bruno stepped purposefully towards the front door. His fingers grazed the handle, and he told them, “If I say it’s clear, I want you three to head to Valentina’s news van. Drive to the station and don’t stop for anything, you got it?”
Nicky and Valentina nodded.
And Bruno opened up the door … Except there was no one there. Like a ghost had come and gone, the front step was empty. Bruno took a step out, gun poised, raising it left and right before he relaxed again, ushering them forwards.
“Bruno!”
Elladine’s strained and terrified shriek came from the back of the house.
Bruno paled, his face falling. “Elladine!” Bruno raced past all of them before he’d even finished calling out to her, Elladine’s name filled with deep worry.
Nicky didn’t hesitate a moment longer. He grabbed Lori by her face and stared hard, telling her, “Get to the van. We’ll come as soon as we can.”
He pressed her hand into Valentina’s before he charged after Bruno, leaving Lori to stumble and stutter in his wake. “Come on, kid,” Valentina said, ushering Lori on as she grabbed the shoulder of her outfit.
They padded down the drive, Valentina looking every which way while Lori just looked distraught. Seb’s body lay still out the corner of her eye as she left the house.
“Oh fuck,” Valentina muttered, picking up her pace. It only made her breathing all the more stilted and staggered.
They got to the van, Valentina banging on the passenger window, continuing all the way around the vehicle as they made their way to the back doors. “Dylan! Start the fucking van!”
It was unlocked. Dylan was slouched over the steering wheel like he’d fallen asleep waiting. As Lori climbed in, her back to the open doors, Valentina crawled up to the front seats, knocking his shoulder to shake him awake.
“Dylan! You useless cockroach, wake the fuck up!”
He slumped at her touch, falling to the side, revealing a huge red stain down the front of his shirt, seeping across his entire chest. Valentina shrieked, screaming as she fell back, scrambling across the spill of wires in the back of the van.
The scream turned cold, strangled to a choke, as a gloved hand wrapped thin wire around her neck, closing her throat tightly, dragging her further and further back until she fell out of the van at the mercy of the killer.
Lori fought to the front of the van, crawling her way into the front seats, immediately fighting again to get away from Dylan’s deceased body. Her hand hooked on the passenger door handle, and she went rolling backwards out onto the gravel. The night was filled with her screams as she ran once again back to the only safety for miles around.
Covered in more blood than she ever dreamed, tear-streaked and sweaty, she only stopped at the sight of Bruno.
“Lo-Lori?” He cried out, hobbling to the front door from her hallway.
“Bruno.” She wept, caught up in everything going on, and that only exacerbated as Bruno sank to his knees, falling forwards like Seb had done, a knife protruding from his back. The same stainless steel that Nicky had taken earlier. “BRUNO!”
She was on her knees at his side before she knew what she was doing. Her trembling hands found him, her tears falling across his skin. Lori didn’t hesitate trying to help him get back to his feet. With one final glance about, she headed inside with a groaning Bruno.
“LORI! LORI!”
Nicky’s frantic screams came careering around the corner of the house at the same time he did. He saw them instantly, like he knew where they were.
“It’s him…” Bruno said, with barely the energy to mumble it out. He raised a shaky hand towards Nicky, gun pointed at his chest.
Halting in his tracks, Nicky threw his hands up. “I swear, Lori - I haven’t -”
Lori couldn’t remember when her heart had ever beat faster. She wasn’t about to let Bruno shoot her friend right in front of her, so without any more delay, she dashed within the house. It didn’t take much to wrangle the gun from a quickly paling Bruno’s grasp as she kicked the door shut so hard that it shook.
Muttering words of encouragement, Lori made to the kitchen, wanting to make sure they wouldn’t be caught out or snuck upon.
“LORI!” Elladine was there, on the ground, holding her shoulder as she tried to crawl across the tiled floor, blood spilling thick and fast from the shoulder wound she was failing to cover. “BRUNO!”
Overwhelmed, Lori got Bruno down as quickly as she could, placing the gun on the counter by the door. “What happened?” She asked Elladine, voice frantic.
“Fucking - it was Bill. He stabbed me. The bastard,” Elladine spat out, eyes narrowing before they fixed on her brother and concern washed through her. He was perspiring, pale, and breathing shallow as he sat there with his eyes shut. “Is he going to be okay?”
Lori was quick with the cleanest cloth she could find, removing the knife from his back and pressing the cloth in its place. “He’ll live,” she said, firing Elladine a rueful look. “How’s your shoulder?”
“I’ll live,” Elladine replied back, just as coldly. “Have you seen Nicky?”
“Out front. How’s Bill doing?”
“Out cold.” She nodded to the kitchen cupboard. “Ready when you are.”
Lori got up, the knife from Bruno’s back in her hand, dangling dangerously at her side. She was covered in more real blood than fake at this point, and none of it was her own.
She made her way across the room with purpose, all the fear gone from her face, the tears drying on her cheeks. At the bottom of her kitchen cupboard, there was a lump of a person huddled in the corner, cloaked in the silly Halloween get up, mask over their face. Lori grabbed his booted foot and dragged him out into the middle of the kitchen.
Hands, knees, and ankles all tied, Bill could barely move. Lori sank down again, straddling him as she slowly removed the mask from over his head. Bill’s terrified face was beneath, eyes wide, sweat trickling from his forehead, words muffled by the roll of duct tape over his mouth.
All feeble attempts at a struggle stopped as Lori put the knife to his throat, his muffles drowned out by her condescending shushes. She bent over him, her lips a hair's breadth from his ear, and she whispered, “It’s always the boyfriends.”
Her tongue danced across his skin until it reached the edge of the tape, and she bit down, using her mouth to uncover his.
Bill let out a deep, shuddering breath, but only looked at her even more lost. “What the fuck is going on, Lori? Why the fuck did Elladine tie me up?”
Grinning, Lori gazed down on him. “We’re giving you a starring role, baby. Hottest action of the year, and everyone’s going to remember your name. Not for anything good, of course, but let’s face it, there’s only ever one true star.”
Elladine coughed.
“But I can only share the spotlight with one other person,” Lori went on, all emotion wiped from her face like she was a blank slate ready for the next personality to shift in, “and I’m sorry, baby, but you just didn’t make the cut. You don’t have what it takes to take me that last step, but you can do this one last thing for me.”
His eyes were filled with tears, head shaking nearly imperceptibly. “Lori…”
It was the last thing he said before the knife plunged beneath his Adam's apple, blood spilling out in waves over his neck before it croaked out his mouth, dribbling down the side of his face. Lori didn’t look away until he completely slumped, the lights in his baby blue eyes out. She covered his face again with the mask, leaving the knife lodged low in his throat.
Click.
They froze. Eyes wide, Lori and Elladine turned, seeing a severely shaken up Valentina standing just in the doorway with the gun pointed at them.
“You said you fucking killed her,” Elladine spat out, glaring hard at Lori.
Lori stared at Elladine who was still attending to the unconscious Bruno, incredulous. “She was fucking dead. Looked it anyway.” Face darkening, she added. “Still does.”
“Unlucky for you bitches, I’m stronger than I look,” Valentina said, her voice close to shaking. Lori suspected that she was running on pure adrenaline, she looked such a state. “Now, if we’re talking about who’s a star, unfortunately for the pair of you -”
“Where -?”
BANG.
It was Nicky. Walking in from the back garden, unsuspecting, and innocent. Valentina looked shocked, the gun trembling in her grasp, like she couldn’t believe she’d actually just fired it. Elladine’s shriek wasn’t enough to break her from her sudden daze, so while Elladine dashed across to Nicky who was laying groaning on the kitchen tiles, Lori went for Valentina.
It was just as easy as it had been prying the gun out of Bruno’s hand. One swift yank and Lori clonked Valentina in the face with the butt of the gun, Valentina’s nose spurting with blood as she reeled back, falling to the ground.
“She killed Nicky!” Elladine cried out, sobbing over a suddenly still Nicky. “Shoot her, Lori!”
Lori pointed the gun at Valentina. “Any last words?”
“Why?” Valentina said, her words coming out thick as the blood gushed down her face. “Why kill your friends? Your boyfriend?” To Elladine, she pointedly threw out, “Your own brother?”
“Bruno’s safe,” Elladine said, casting Valentina with the most heated of glares. “He gets to be the hero who saved the day.”
“And you’re just the desperate tag-along whose nosiness got her caught up in the crossfire,” Lori added.
Valentina shook her head fervently. “You’re not going to get away with this. Someone’s going to know.”
With a cruel laugh, Lori said, “If that day ever comes, you’ll never be around to see it. Bruno’s going to forget about you faster than you let him into your skirt out in the woods tonight.”
Valentina sneered right back, pressing herself further and further against the wall, slowly inching towards the door. “What, were you watching? Were you jealous, and that’s why you decided to kill me? He’d never look twice at you, kid. No matter how desperately hard you try to make him.”
All else was drowned out by Valentina’s scream after Lori shot her in the leg. Her cold expression showed not a shred of remorse … that changed in an instance, as Lori had her legs swiped out from under her.
She went crashing to the ground; her head splitting against the hard tile, making the room spin. Everything was in slow-motion, doubled up as it swam before her eyes. Then there was Bruno.
His weight was heavy on her, but soon the multitude of his disbelieving expressions condensed into one. Just in time as his arm pressed to her throat, cutting off her air supply. She tried sucking in a breath, but could barely grasp for any at all.
Hitting her head, and having Bruno holding her down kept her senses from fully returning, but she was aware enough, so when Elladine screamed, “Let her go!” Lori had enough of a bearing to catch Elladine, on her knees, wielding the gun in Bruno’s direction.
His voice shook as he called out her name, staring at her in disbelief. “Elladine.” Almost imperceptibly, he shook his head. “Don’t.”
Her arms shook, trembling like the gun weighed ten times its actual size. Her tear filled eyes flashed between her brother and her best friend; her partner in crime. Filled with bitter sorrow, she said, “She killed Nicky. Valentina. She killed him.”
“It was an accident,” Valentia pleaded, sobbing as she crawled back, using her elbows, to escape what was going on. “Bruno, believe me please … your sister killed everyone tonight … she and that little bitch, they’re in on it together…”
His gaze flashed to Elladine again, then back down on Lori. Her mouth gaped, struggling for air, her hands weakly on his arms, feebly trying to push him off. Lori’s voice was like a ghost as she struggled to get out, “Bruno … it’s me … please…”
A tear fell from his face, splashing onto her cheek. “Did you really do all of this?”
“Bruno.” Elladine’s voice hardened. She stood slowly, the gun poised on her brother all the while. “Let. Her. Go.”
He did. He couldn’t stop staring, but he let her go, raising his hands to his head. Lori took a deep breath, her hands firing to her neck where she rubbed at the pain.
The gun fired. Valentina slumped to the side. Chest heaving, Elladine said, “No one needs to know. It was Bill. It was all Bill.”
Bruno narrowed his eyes on them. “Why?”
Reaching up at him with one hand, Lori was just shy of touching him before he leant away. It didn’t stop her, and she told him, “It was for you. It was all for you.”
“You’re the hero, Bruno,” Elladine said, voice shaking. Bruno realised she was crying and didn’t know where she found the audacity.
“Give me the gun, El,” he said. He reached over, but kept his head down, like he could no longer stand the sight of either of them.
Hesitation passed between the girls, and Elladine held the gun to her chest.
“Give me the gun,” he fired at her again, voice strained, like he was barely holding it together.
“I can’t do that, Bruno,” she said, sounding regretful.
“What? Because you can’t trust me?” He threw back at her. His voice raised as he did, too. “And what happens when my boss arrives with the rest of the police force, Elladine? Do you trust me then? If not, then you have to shoot me now.”
“He’s right, Elladine,” Lori said, shifting back to hunch up against the wall. “Give him the gun.”
“But -” Elladine began, but quickly cut herself off from the look Lori shot her.
“He’s not going to shoot us, Elladine.” Lori stood, too, not shifting her gaze from Bruno.
Elladine was cautious, but did as they told her. Reluctantly, she passed the gun to Bruno. The moment it was in his hands, he had it raised again, this time pointed at his little sister's head.
“Move,” he said, sounding more tired than anything. “Go stand with Lori.”
“Bruno,” Elladine pleaded, raising her hands. The tears began again, tearing down her cheeks, as she went and stood next to Lori, who remained stony faced.
He shook his head. “No, no! You don’t get to beg me to see reason, you don’t get to cry over this, Elladine! This is all on you! I’m calling for backup, and you two are going to stand there with your hands up until they arrive.”
Lori opened her mouth, poised to take a step forwards, but Bruno turned the gun sharply on her.
“Don’t you dare take another fucking step.”
“Bruno,” Lori said, “there’s something else you need to know…”
“What?”
The word barely left his lips before Lori charged. She jumped on him. He shot. But there was nothing. No shot, no kick, and before he knew it, Lori was on him. She was as strong as ever, whereas he’d been bleeding out for some time.
Lori knocked him back, and he tripped over Bill’s body, and went flying back, landing in a slump against Valentina.
“There’s no bullets left,” Lori answered.
Elladine came up behind her. “I can’t kill him, Lori. That was never part of the plan.”
“We won’t have to,” Lori replied. She knelt down in front of him, raised the gun, and knocked him hard over the head. “He won’t remember a thing. It’s you, me, and him. We’re the only survivors. Just like we planned. Come tomorrow, no one beside you or me is going to know what happened.”
The blood seeped down out from Bruno’s hairline, trailing over his cheek in a thick, dark line. Lori lifted his head, brushing her thumb over his plump lip.
“It’ll be us until the end. Just like it was always meant to be.”
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Brazilian Amazon at risk of being taken over by mafia, ex-police chief warns
Alexandre Saraiva gives alert on organised crime in region ahead of anniversary of killings of Dom Phillips and Bruno Pereira
The rapid advance of organised crime groups in the Brazilian Amazon risks turning the region into a vast, conflict-stricken hinterland plagued by heavily armed “criminal insurgents”, a former senior federal police chief has warned.
Alexandre Saraiva, who worked in the Amazon from 2011 to 2021, said he feared the growing footprint of drug-trafficking mafias in the region could spawn a situation similar to the decades-long drug conflict in Rio de Janeiro, where the police’s battle with drug gangs and paramilitaries has claimed tens of thousands of lives.
“I experienced how the state lost control of public security in Rio de Janeiro,” Saraiva said. “And in the Amazon today – if nothing is done in terms of public security – we are facing a continent-sized Rio de Janeiro, with the aggravating factors of borders with major drug producers and an extraordinarily difficult jungle setting.”
Saraiva warned of dire consequences for the rainforest and its inhabitants if criminal gangs were allowed to grow into powerful armies like the rebel factions in neighbouring Colombia. “We will have criminal insurgents … [whose] ideology is money,” he said.
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#brazil#politics#brazilian politics#environmental justice#environmentalism#amazon rainforest#public security#mod nise da silveira#image description in alt
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Riverdale Characters: Townsfolk
Terry “Pop” Tate - owner of the chock’lit shoppe
Hubert Smithers - butler of the Lodge family
Lydia Wyndham - author of Blooming Blossoms; Betty’s neighbor
Pierre Gaston - chef of the Lodge family
Scott Pansky - owner of the costume shop
Dr. Sara Bellum - psychiatrist of Jughead
Chef Segarini - owner of Segarini’s Pizzeria; Pop Tate’s rival
Cromwell - the Lodge family chauffeur
Mindy Munowitz - Jughead’s crush who works as a dental assistant
Dexter Howard - WPBJ TV cameraman who dated Betty
Steve Moleback - Betty’s crush who works at a father’s plant nursery
DeDe Cruz - temporary PEP Comics employee who likes Jughead
Unca Paulo - owner of a pizzeria; Archie’s boss
Mayor Fodsnik - mayor of Riverdale
Barbara Bentley - new neighbor of Veronica
Eaton Grubb - famous food critic who loves Pop Tate’s burgers
Al the Caterer - owner of Al’s Catering; Jughead and Archie’s boss
Brenda Lin - reporter at WRIV TV
Mr. Elm - owner of the flower shop
Mr. Davis - manager of the Tea Room; Betty’s boss
Fifi - personal maid of Veronica Lodge
Mr. Spif - trainer of aspiring models
Dr. Jester - pediatric dentist who likes to dress up as a clown
Ms. Molar - receptionist at Dr. Acherman’s dental clinic
Mr. Plyer - contractor who usually works for the Lodge Family
Mr. Milkweed - steadiest customer of Pop’s chock’lit shoppe
Madam Velda - the self-proclaimed best psychic in town
Godfrey Ghecko - real estate impresario who hates history
H.M. Bugg - business tycoon who hates Christmas
Miss Brissy - expert in compulsive shopping therapy
Tony Weatherbee - owner of Weatherbee’s Wheels; Waldo’s brother
Bruno Beazley - owner of Beazley’s Better Bodies; Bernice’s husband
Seta Upenbeg - dog whisperer who tries to “train” Hot Dog
Mozart Myers - rhythm doctor hired to teach The Archies about harmony
Mr. Moleback - owner of the plant nursery; Steve’s father
Mrs. Turner - mother of the Turner twins; Betty’s babysitting client
The Riverdale Chief of Police with his twin boys
Mr. and Mrs. Johnson with their daughter Emily - Betty’s clients
Pat and Tim Kennedy - Betty’s regular babysitting clients
Eddie and Freddie Turner - Betty’s regular babysitting clients
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Title: A Monster in Paris
Rating: PG
Director: Bibo Bergeron
Cast: Vanessa Paradis, Matthieu Chedid, Gad Elmaleh, François Cluzet, Ludivine Sagnier, Julie Ferrier, Bruno Salomone, Sébastien Desjours, Philippe Peythieu, Mirabelle Kirkland, Allan Wenger, Jodi Forrest, Bob Balaban, Adam Goldberg, David Gasman
Release year: 2011
Genres: comedy, fantasy, adventure
Blurb: Shy movie projectionist Emile and colourful inventor Raoul find themselves embarked on the hunt for a monster terrorising citizens. They join forces with Lucille, the big-hearted star of the Bird of Paradise cabaret, an eccentric scientist, and his irascible monkey to save the monster, who turns out to be an oversized but harmless flea, from the city's ruthlessly ambitious police chief.
#a monster in paris#pg#bibo bergeron#vanessa paradis#matthieu chedid#gad elmaleh#françois cluzet#ludivine sagnier#2011#comedy#fantasy#adventure
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First appearance: Batman #1( April 25, 1940)
Story: All it takes is one bad day to drive a man to lunacy. That has not been more true than this case right before us. Falling into a vat of chemicals, forever bleaching and destroying the sane man he use to be. During the early days of Batman's career, he has tussled with a mad scientist named Dr. Death, and has faced the gangsters of Gotham, while aiding in the cleansing of Gotham's corrupted police force, and giving the citizens of Gotham hope for a brighter future. That was before that fateful April Fools' Day. When the Gotham Merchants Bank was robbed of an enormous portion of the mob's money, their weapon supplies was confiscated by an enormous trench coat wearing woman, and finally Andre Falcone, the eldest son of mob don Carmine Falcone was murdered by a crazy criminal wearing a red shaded cloth mask. As the weeks has passed, the mad man now proclaiming himself as the Joker, caused much havoc and death throughout Gotham. From breaking out and recruiting the inmates of Arkham, killing off all of the closest allies of the mob such as Mayor Graham, former chief Angel Rojas, Councilman Arthur Reeves, and inadvertently killing new Police Commissioner Sarah Essen one of the few uncorrupted police officers in Gotham and Jim's colleague as well as his first girlfriend. Eventually, he would cross paths with the entire mob families of Gotham and would leave the Falcone estate wrecked and given a price on his head, courtesy of Carmine Falcone himself, who simultaneously placed a price on Batman's head as well. Eventually the Joker would make what would be known as his "big break" when he killed and impersonated new stand up comedian Jerry Valeska whom was scheduled to be a guest on the Late Show with Murray Franklin. Killing Murray with the same toxin he used to kill Andre which he calls Joker toxin, the Clown Prince of Crime revealed himself to the public and held the entire studio and half of Gotham's Entertainment District hostage. After dealing with the would be bounty hunters after the prices on Batman and Joker's head, the Dark Knight along with the rest of the CGPD go to defuse the situation. As Gordon and the officers go to stop Joker's henchman led by his second in command Bruno, Batman goes to the studio to stop Joker who is holding everyone hostage while he "entertains" them while robbing them all of their riches. However, Batman walked into a trap and Joker looked to blow up the whole studio with him and the audience with it while Joker escapes. Defusing the bomb with only a few seconds to spare, Batman learns that Joker has fled to his lair of the abandoned carnival. Fighting through the inmates, Batman quickly discovered that Joker's next plan was to poison Gotham's water supplies with his Joker toxin. Learning that Batman had survived and stopped the explosion, Joker became rather furious at Batman for "ruining his big night". Fighting him on top of the Ferris Wheel, the Joker had nearly fallen to his death if it weren't for the Batman saving his life in the end, despite everything he had done and decided to allow the courts to do their work. Since being sent to Arkham Asylum after the court deemed him insane, Joker only saw the asylum as his second home and would frequently escape Arkham to cause mayhem across Gotham. During his stays, he became acquainted with Dr. Arkham's daughter Astrid and has eventually turned new doctor Harleen Quinzel to his side. Throughout the years, the Joker had been responsible for many atrocities, and is said by many that he was the first true sign of what was to come, and would be part of the catalyst of the Mob's end.
Author's input: Ah the Joker. Batman's arch enemy and in my honest opinion(sorry MrRogues) rightfully so. He is by far my favorite Batman rogue and he is perhaps the perfect foil for the Dark Knight and is the prefect Yin to Bruce's Yang. There have been many different origins and versions of the Clown Prince of Crime, and many of them in their own unique ways are spectacular and all differ from one another. However, most if not all have one great thing in common. Whether he is just a cackling prankster, an old school gangster with bad plastic surgery, a gritty anarchist, or anything else in between, the Joker has caused nothing but mayhem and chaos on Gotham and for the Batman for over 80 years and counting. The Joker time and time again has proven that he is the Caped Crusader's greatest adversary. From laughing fish, kidnapping/torturing Commissioner Gordon, killing Robin, crippling Batgirl, old classic heists, and even crimes so over the top, you'd have to be insane to think of them. Case and point. Completely insane and completely unpredictable, this clown is somebody you DO NOT want to cross, and surely not a clown you wish to invite to birthday parties.
Bio: Real name: Unknown Occupation: Professional criminal, Base of Operations: Gotham City Eyes: Green Hair: Green Height: 6ft Weight: 160lbs
Attributes: Homicidal Maniac, Unknown Past. Has a strong reputation of creating multiple stories for his past. High intelligence Skilled chemist. One such toxin is his infamous Joker Toxin. A gas that stretches the victim's face into a grin matching his own, followed immediately by death. Strong hand-to-hand combatant. A vast variety of knives, guns, bombs, and many other deadly means. All based on party gags.
Dream voice actor: Mark Hamill. Time and time again, Mark said he was done. But the Joker in him begs to differ. With a character that has stuck with him for more than two decades. Mark Hamill is in my opinion, THE greatest Joker EVER!! I hope he continues to play him, until the day he dies.
Featured songs: I go looney by Mark Hamill, Joker's song by Miracle of Sound, or Smile by Nat King Cole. These are no-brainers to have as his featured songs. I mean come on. Do I even need a reason to choose them as such? I go looney is the song he sang in both the Killing Joke graphic novel and was brought to even greater heights in the film by the magnificent Mark Hamill. Joker's song is pretty self-explanatory as well. Joker is singing about his relationship with the Dark Knight. Smile was not used for Joker's case not once, but twice! The first that I can recall was from the spectacular fan film Patient J by Batinthesun, and another version was used in the Joker film trailer. Honestly, I am NOT a fan of the film for quite a few reasons. Mainly it just doesn't really seem like Joker to me. But I digress, I chose the Nat King Cole version because it is the one most people remember, or talk about and it is very nostalgic for me. With all that said, these three songs all fit the Joker like a worn boot. whether you find them eerie, fascinating, creepy, or whatever, there is one absolute. They all just scream Joker.
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Castle 7x10 bad santa
the killer santa episode (as opposed to the santa killer ep or the victim santa ep) liveblog
No maybe this is going to be the romeo & juliet episode, idk. We might have already had some
I hate xmas
lol car chase. Holy crap santa is killing him
Love the transition
Beckett XD
RC: This is going to be the best year ever!
He's so smiley
july
AC: Write six, funny, poignant, eloquent lines describing highlights of the past year. For you.
KB: What word rhymes with “I’m screwed”?
RC: This coming from a woman who skipped prom to crash a poetry slam.
KB: Since when do you follow rules?
RC: Since I’m the one who made them.
Where ryan?
RC's jaw drops and he looks to the sky.
RC: Guys. Squeezing down countless chimneys, delivering millions of presents in one night? It’s bound to happen. Santa finally cracked.
JE: Or... (you assume he will say an actual fact or theory)
JE: ...our victim was naughty instead of nice.
There's ryan!
JE, walking in happy to the morgue: Hey!!
LP: Hey
JE: What’chu got for me, girl?
didnt they break up? or did they propose? or what?
JE: Hang on. You always call me down here after the lab results are in, which leads me to believe that you may have some ulterior motives.
LP: Javi, I want to ask a little favor.
JE: Anything you need.
:] face
LP: So … my parents barely ever leave Louisiana and they’re flying out to Paris tomorrow and they have a last minute layover in New York. (his face goes from smiling & nodding to instant :( that's how fast it falls) They want us all to get together.
JE: *gulp* So it’s … uh … meet the parents?
LP: Are you okay with that?
JE: *scoffs/laughs* Yeah. Yeah. Why wouldn’t I be? That’s not even really a favor. That’s just me … stepping up.
LP: Mmhmm.
He’s clearly not okay with that.
LP: See, I didn’t get to the favor part. Yet.
JE: .. What?
LP hesitates.
JE: You didn’t?
LP: See, um… my parents … my parents kind of think we’re engaged.
He stares at her in shock.
JE: ... Why Do They Think That? (not clipping but ugh)
LP: Well, you and I were on again, off again. They just got so worried about their unmarried daughter –
JE: So you told them we got engaged?
LP: I didn’t mean too. I just … popped out.
JE: Now how does something like that just pop out?
LP: I wanted them to stop bugging me. I’m sorry, Javi, but once I said it there it was and now here they are.
JE: So the first time I meet your parents, you’re asking me to lie to them?
LP: I’ll be lying to them, too. But I’ve been doing it longer. (tru)
JE: Wow.
LP: Can I just bring them down to the precinct to say hello and you could just pretend for just ten minutes. (she wraps her arms around his neck and lowers her voice) I’ll make it worth your while.
JE: Yeah. Yeah. I can do that.
Like Ryan's shirt, we've seen him wear it before
girl introducing herself with "nypd" heck yeah that's what youre SUPPOSED to do that lets my janitorial staff friend quickly walk away. Love him sm lol.
... or this
Wait is this the romeo & juliet episode?
Love castle & his contacts
wait this is also the ep where castle gets kicked out
RC: Field trip to a strip club.
She gives him a wary look. He bolts from the room.
Calls her venus
Dino: For you, Rick? I’m happy to help. And the boys are too. (Step up menacingly) Rocco Carlucci, he’s my … my chief of security. And this is Christopher Carlucci. VP of corporate affairs.
JE: So while you and Castle were busy getting lap dances, Ryan and I did some real police work.
I hate her slur. Girl put a t in there.
You never come alone. You must always say "I demand a second be there with me. It can be my cop wife, it can be my daughter (which you do not want to kill), it can be my OTHER mob friend, but I demand a second. I will not come with the entire swat team tho."
Jane lol
Dino Scarpella: I don't like that word "admit"
Recap: Eric was family. My cousin Bruno’s kid. By a girl he had on the side. Bruno, he died in the slammer, so I looked after Eric. I sent him to the best schools. I didn’t want him to work for the family, but you want to hear God laugh, you tell him – you tell him all your plans, right?
DS: A few years back, one of my guys got shot. It happens. He would have croaked, but Eric stepped up. Next thing I know – next thing I know he’s got a taste for the life. I need to find out who did this to him.
RC: And by sensitive you mean illegal.
Ds: I don’t like that word, either.
RC: But if I figure out who did this, you have to let me bring the killer to justice. And by justice I mean legal justice. Not just taking him out. When the time comes, I need to call Beckett.
Dude never cut your palm.
"Ow!" "Ow!"
Big bro: & then they both died from blood borne diseases
My subconscious misogyny coming out "Wow bex is so awful saying "you believe dino bc he gave you a papercut" to castle, smh" but dom if it was someone else, would you say that? Subconscious misogyny babes.
OH THE PARENTS TIME EEHEEHEEHEE
JE: (forced & high pitched) Hey!
hUG OK
JE: Oh, I can see where Lanie gets her beautiful eyes from. (to WALTER) And her medical brain must come from you. I hear you’re a surgeon?
clipping
RYAN!
when did his badge get crossed?
No father figure moments
(He looks extra Black beside Lanie & her parents)
I love how useful Ryan is!
Cristopher Carlucci: (laughs) I’m his right hand man. I know fifty who would slit my throat like that. (he snaps) But they’d kill me. Not one of them would frame me.
Cyber Rita my beloved!!
RC: Uh, Lurch, would you – (he startles, realizing his mistake) – Rocco, I mean, could you - ?
uwu who's wearing the hat? I love it lol
JE: Castle over here started moonlighting for the mob.
RC: I think that might be overstating it a little.
JE, who I think used to be gang task force: You took a blood oath. You let them turn you into an honorary mobster. What’s wrong with you?
KR the best dork ever: Oh, come on, man. How many people, outside the mafia, ever get to swear omertà?(gestures) I think it is an experience of a lifetime.
JE: Of course you would.
KB: Didn’t you say you had a lead?
Me, Canadian & into rocks: sodium ferrocyanide mixed with sodium chloride, that's ice salt.
JE: *mad that castle interrupted him*
RC: Man, the places we go to follow a lead.
RC: But if it points to our killer, it’s worth it indeed.
/probably/ didn't survive. Salt might change that tho
*waits for them to leave* Heyhey! hey,
Her eyes when he says kids XD you should bring kevin & jenny with u bro
LP: Javi, I can’t come clean. If I come clean I will never hear the end of this. Look, you met them. You kept your promise. You can skip dinner. I’ll say something came up, like a dead body.
JE: No way. I can’t be the kind of fiancé that bails on the one time your parents were in town. I have to go. We’re engaged.
(So true bestie)
LP: We’re not engaged.
(acting, you can't pretend to be engaged, you need to ACTively BE engaged for a bit.)
JE: But we could be. (Whispers)
JE: Someday. And I don’t want them to hate me then because I skipped out now.
SDJFKALSDFHKLSJDFHAKSDJHDSFH
First of all I love the music but LOOK commitment-phobe esposito (according to Castle in the wonderful life/au ep) (or yk, anyone premember the sonjia ruiz episode?) being the one to imply he wants things! Remember Kill Shot? He was like "Would I be a good dad?" & stuff?
Tessaro
Beating the drums is a good phrase
SWORN ENEMIES!! I was right about {the romeo & juliet ep}!
KB: Why would Eric treat Luca Tessaro, a member of a rival family?
RC: See, this is the beauty of me being mobbed up. Temporarily. I can go straight the source and ask Dino.
"The boys" & I
& then ofc they find the effing bullet. Like.. Who cares? Of course they missed smth for the movie. It's more dramatic this way.
Dun dun dun bracelet with blood & slug! These detectives just... found this crap.
Gonna go ahead & take that as a yes
XD
Rocco: *quiet*
Ooh a response! His voice is higher than expected
I mean heck yeah Dino, protect your daughter.
Rocco: Uh uh. Jane stopped him. She didn’t want a war between the families. Besides, she’s a woman that can take care of herself.
Transcript is incorrect, it is "cica cica boom room" not chica. It says so on the neon signs.
"I hope" hhh
"Dino maybe have a seat"
Not accuse so much as "Look into it"
Is Dino doing this to kill castle or ask castle to kill someone else?
RC: Who disrespects you? I respect you, Dino. I – I respect the hell out of you.
Jane is back!
Daddy! Everyone sit down.
IN LOVE!?
You made it up? I mean
Jane Scarvella: What was I supposed to say? That I was in love with a Tessaro? If either family knew our secret we could never be together.
DS is silent. He doesn’t even move.
JS: Daddy?
DS: I’m processing this news.
At least he has the decency to hold back & think abt it & TELL HER that he is processing
JS: Luca called me, gasping for breath. He’d been shot. By the time I got to him he was unconscious. Dying. He needed help, so I dragged him into my car. That’s probably how I lost my bracelet.
RC: So you called Eric.
JS: I didn’t know what else to do. Eric told me to meet him at the surgery room. He did everything in his power to save Luca, but … he couldn’t.
DS: Which explains Eric’s murder. If the Tessaros found out Eric was involved with Luca’s death they would have retaliated. (he grabs Janegently) What do they know, Jane?
JS: (adamantly) Nothing. Eric got rid of the – the body and the clothes so nothing could lead them to our family.
RC: Jane, did Luca tell you on the phone who shot him? Who wanted him dead?
JS: No, but last week he said something was up with the Tessaros. Someone was making a power grab and he was trying to find out who.
DS: I swear. If the Tessaros killed my Eric we’re going to war.
KB: Lovers from rival families. Wow. That sounds like Romeo and Juliet.
RC: Right down to Eric as the apothecary.
Heir? Power grab!
WAIT LUCA? HE'S ALIVE???
rc: No. As a matter of fact, we thought you were already dead.
Why order an effing pizza?
Luca Tessaro: But when Eric got popped, I figured it was the same guy that shot me. Maybe he found out I was alive and went after Eric to get to me?
il Penumbra
the partially shaded outer region of the shadow cast by an opaque object.the shadow cast by the earth or moon over an area experiencing a partial eclipse.
Ofc it's a setup
lol that santa, I thouht it was the bloody santa costume lol
Rita: All right, fine. I’ll help. (RC scrambles to sit next to her) But only because I don’t want to sleep alone on Christmas.
Michael M Ouse
Rita: I think you should tell Christopher he’s sleeping over New Year’s Eve, too.
He didn't stay a little while after to idk like check his emails?
she threw the cuffs at him lol
(btw I like ryan & bex together)
They just walked right into the police station lol
DS: I decided it’s better to bless her relationship and unite with the Tessaros than to lose my kid. Tis the season of peace, huh?
*adjusting his jacket*
RC: Thank you very much. (he clears his throat) That’s a call I hope I never have to make.
They move to leave. Before they do, ROCCO grabs CASTLE and kisses him on both cheeks. CASTLE is stunned.
I thought Lanie hated her mom? & also lived close enough to visit during the dirty bomb episode(s?)
MP: Dinner was so great. We can’t wait to see you two lovebirds again. Maybe next time we can talk about the wedding.
*JE's fae falls*
LP: Maybe. One step at a time, Mom.
JE: It was great to finally meet you both.
JE: shakes WP’S hand.
MP: All right, pumpkin.
She and LP hug.
LP: Bye, mommy.
("So did I. Didn't work. Lanie hates her mom.")
MP: Love you. You be good.
LP: I will.
MP: All right.
JE: You guys have a good trip.
WP and MP leave. LP turns to JE.
LP: Thank you for that.
JE: Oh, it was actually much easier than I thought it was going to be.
(uwu)
LP laughs.
JE: But … you know, it made me think seriously about us. And where we are.
He grabs her left hand.
LP: Javi, I don’t think we should do this here.
JE: No, I have to say this. Lanie, being fake engaged (XD) to you made me realize how great we are together. But not the way that your parents are. (she exhales) Or Castle and Beckett, or Ryan and Jenny.
(UWU AAH NO YES SKFJDH)
LP: I know. I feel it too. I mean, I’m crazy about you –
JE: Oh, I’m crazy about you, too. But just – you know, not … not in that way. And you deserve what they have.
LP: We both do.
She kisses his cheek and smiles.
JE: What are you going to tell your parents?
LP: The truth. But after the holidays. No need to spoil their vacation.
(valid)
JE: Mmhmm.
She grabs his backside and chuckles.
"Eyy!!"
(still have that to them tho lol)
I can't tell if they just broke up or proposed...
KR: So they cut you with a little ceremonial dagger. Did it hurt?
I love Ryan & Castle :)
RC: Yeah, it hurt. But you can’t let him know that, right? So my face was life a stone.
*said "ow" twice*
Oh no. VG: As he was being transferred to Central Booking, Detective McBride was shot and killed by unknown assailants. The DA learned that you were cooperating with members of organized crime in your investigation. People that might have wanted McBride dead.
Love her hair btw.
VG: This doesn’t look good. Especially for you. I am so sorry, Mr. Castle, but the DA spoke to the mayor and – (she sighs) – you are no longer permitted to work with the NYPD.
She actually says "I'm sorry" & is sad Castle is going! She warmed up to him!
That's a heck of a twist to put after the climax of the episode
KB: This has been an epic year. Life’s been full of joy and tears. Solving crimes and catching killers, just like Castle’s famous thrillers. We share our passion every day. As partners go we’re here to stay.
Not here to stay tho
& I mean... Castle you can go to Dino & say "we agreed you'd let us handle it the legal way" but like... yeah fair punishment. My acab side si getting the best of my "ooh funny movie" side
RC: What could be wrong? You’re here.
Ryan is so excited & I love him sm. He is defintiely a character but I see ppl like that irl, heck, I see myself in him sometimes, another point for the adhd headcanon ig. Kinda wish another one of the detectives got to yell that & turn it on tho, just to get some more speaking lines & variance.
We need more Kanie fics.
When I first watched this I was so confused bc why is this in the middle of a season? it should be at the end so that ppl can have the hiatus, yk?
Well that was fun. I sure enjoyed that. Now I should go to bed tho, actually it is not even 6pm. Still I should maybe do some homework or smth. Or post another chapter of my fanfic.
#Castle 7x10#Castle 7x10 quote#Castle 7x10 spoilers#the romeo & juliet episode#plot heavy but only in terms of castle getting kicked out of the precinct
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"Two Accusd of Murdering Joseph Borg Given Remand," Windsor Star. February 24, 1943. Page 3.
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Preliminary Hearing Set For March 3
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Kisielewski, Ogrodowski Hear Charge Read in Brief Court Appearance
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Bruno (Barney) Kisielewski, 21, and Stephan (Steve) Alexander Ogrodowski, 25, both of Detroit, were formally charged in city police court this morning with the murder last October 2 of Joseph (Guiseppe) Borg, proprietor of the Windsor White Spot Lunch, 714 Wyandotte street east.
As soon as the murder charge had been read against each man, Crown Attorney James S. Allan, K.C., informed Magistrate J. A. Hanrahan that he was asking for one week's remand.
HEARING MARCH 3
The accused men will be brought back to city police court March 3 he for a preliminary hearing to decide whether a prima facie case has been established against them. If the evidence given at this hearing shows, in the opinion of the court, that a prima facie case has been established, the men will be committed for trial at the high court assizes in county court next May.
No plea will be asked for or accepted at the preliminary hearing.
Kisielewski and Ogrodowski were arrested by Detroit detectives over last week-end. Details of the arrest have not been revealed by the police, but it is known that circulars have been out for Ogrodowski since shortly after the murder was committed.
FIRST SUSPECTED
Inspector E. C. Gurnet, one of the senior officers of the Criminal investigation Branch of the Ontario n Provincial Police, working with Detective Sergeant James Yokom, of the Windsor police force, threw the first gleam of suspicion on Ogrodowski within a few days after the murder was committed.
The day after Bork was killed a gun was found under a Pitt street east front porch. Within 24 hours after that Sergeant Yokom had the gun identified by the ballistics department of the Detroit police as the one which killed Borg.
The gun was further identified that same day as having been stolen from a barroom of West Jefferson avenue, Detroit, about three weeks prior to the murder.
Inspector Gurnet then discovered, police say, that the same day the gun was missing. Ogrodowski, who had been employed at the barroom, quit working there. A search for him at his home or in his haunts proved fruitless. After some debate, Inspector Gurnet succeeded in having a police circular for Ogrodowski sent out to police departments both in the United States and Canada.
CONFESSION REPORTED
Last Friday Detroit detectives picked up Ogrodowski. He is said byDetroit police to have confessed being implicated in the holdup-murder and to have named Kisielewski as the slayer.
Both men waived extradition before a Detroit judge yesterday afternoon and were brought to the Windsor police station. They will be kept in Essex County Jail until their preliminary hearing.
The murder charge was laid against each man by Chief Claude Renaud.
Crown Attorney James S. Allan, K.C., pointed out today that in spite of anything said by Detroit newspapers concerning alleged confessions from either man, Canadian law requires that the men be questioned again.
"If Detroit police have obtained confessions," said Mr. Allan, "they may be of no use to us unless the procedure in obtaining them agrees with that laid out by Canadian law. Murder is such a serious charge that we cannot take anything for granted. These men are suspects, and suspects only, as far as we are concerned."
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Pair Charged in Killing Go to Court
TWO men charged in city police court this morning with the murder last October 2 of Joseph Borg, Windsor restaurant proprietor, are shown above with one of the police officers who brought them back to Windsor from Detroit yesterday afternoon when they waived extradition. They were arrested last week-end by Detroit detectives. Inspector W. J. Franks, of the Criminal Investigation Branch of the Ontario Provincial Police, is shown on the left. Next to him is 21-year- old Bruno "Barney" Kisielewski. On the right is Stephan "Steve" Alexander Ogrodowski, 25. (By Staff Photographer.)
#windsor#murder#murder investigation#armed robbery#armed robbers#extradition hearing#detroit#borg murder case#robbery gone wrong#american criminals#canada during world war 2#crime and punishment in canada#history of crime and punishment in canada
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The Dark Vineyard by Martin Walker
Title: The Dark Vineyard
Author: Martin Walker
Series: Bruno, Chief of Police #2
Number of Pages: 303
Genre: Police Procedurals / Suspense Thriller
Publisher: Vintage
Date of Original Publication: July 26, 2011
ISBN: 978-0307454713
Last book of 2023 down. Got a busy New Years Eve weekend so I know I will start another but not finish it in time.
The Dark Vineyard by Martin Walker is the second book of his Bruno, Chief of Police series about a French policeman who is loyal to his town and everything in it. The first book I found to be very long and drawn out so I wasn’t sure I’d like the second.
I liked the storyline and the new characters introduced in this book. I liked that Bruno’s character developed and continued to move the storyline. The deaths were interesting and other criminal acts were investigated that led you to keep thinking. I also liked the ending more than the first one.
I didn’t like that this one seemed to have less humor than the first one. It also got a little bit long winded when it came to the topic of wine. I will still give the third one a chance.
★★★★ Not a top recommendation but it’s an interesting series.
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One year after the deaths of Bruno Pereira and Dom Phillips, their work must go on
On 5 June 2022, Bruno Pereira and Dom Phillips were killed for protecting the Amazon rainforest. A new collaboration aims to continue what they startedForest defenders should not be killed for exposing crimes. Journalists should not be killed for reporting facts.But, one year ago, the Guardian was devastated by the awful news that in the Amazon rainforest, two lives had been taken on the frontline of the battle to protect the planet.The latest in the criminal investigation into their deaths, including the perspective of friends and family. Three men are currently being held in prison, and police have named a fourth as the alleged mastermind, while the former head of Brazil’s Indigenous protection agency under President Jair Bolsonaro has been charged on the basis that he ignored warnings over the risk of bloodshed in the Javari valley.The last photographs taken of Bruno and Dom before they were killed, and what they tell us.A wider exploration of how organised crime, including illegal fishing, hunting, logging and mining, is taking over the Amazon.An investigation into the global companies making billions from extracting raw materials from the rainforest, including how beef is eating up the Amazon, and the extent of deforestation.A detailed analysis of solutions for how to save the rainforest.Katharine Viner is editor-in-chief of the Guardian Continue reading...
https://www.theguardian.com/environment/2023/jun/01/bruno-pereira-dom-phillips-deaths-amazon-2022-guardian-forbidden-stories-project
#Environment#Dom Phillips and Bruno Pereira#Brazil#Americas#World news#Amazon rainforest#Deforestation#Trees and forests#Katharine Viner#The Guardian
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Marcelo Xavier sparked fury after Dom Phillips’ and Bruno Pereira’s disappearance by insinuating the men had entered an Indigenous territory without permission. Photograph: Joédson Alves/EPA
Ex-chief of Brazil’s Indigenous Agency Charged Over Murders of Bruno Pereira and Dom Phillips
Marcelo Xavier accused of indirectly contributing on the grounds that he failed to take steps to protect workers in Amazon
— Tom Phillips in Rio de Janeiro | Friday 19 May 2023
Federal police have brought criminal charges against the former head of Brazil’s Indigenous protection agency for alleged acts of omission they believe indirectly paved the way for the murders of Bruno Pereira and Dom Phillips in the Amazon last year.
Brazil’s former far-right president Jair Bolsonaro made Marcelo Xavier the head of the Indigenous agency Funai in July 2019, six months into his environmentally devastating four-year administration.
Xavier – a former police chief who activists accused of playing a key role in the dismantling of Indigenous protections – was removed from his position in December after Bolsonaro lost the presidential election to his leftist rival Luiz Inácio Lula da Silva.
In a dramatic development on Friday afternoon it emerged that Francisco Badenes, the federal police chief responsible for the inquiry into the murders of Pereira and Phillips, had formally accused Xavier of indirectly contributing to those crimes on the grounds that he had failed take steps to protect Funai workers in the Amazon.
A protester in front of a mural of British journalist Dom Phillips and Indigenous expert Bruno Pereira, in Brasilia, Brazil on 15 June 2022. Photograph: Ueslei Marcelino/Reuters
The two-page federal police indictment, seen by the Guardian, is dated 12 May 2023 but was only reported on Friday afternoon by the Brazilian broadcaster TV Globo.
The accusation against Xavier is based on the legal concept of dolus eventualis – when a person is aware of the risk of a crime taking place but fails to act to prevent it. Another senior Funai official, Alcir Amaral, was indicted on the same charges.
Pereira worked for Funai until he was removed from his post in late 2019, two weeks after he helped lead an operation targeting illegal miners in the remote Javari Valley region where he and Phillips, a British journalist and longtime Guardian contributor, were killed.
At around the same time one of Pereira’s Funai colleagues, Maxciel Pereira dos Santos, was shot dead in the city of Tabatinga. After that still unsolved assassination, Xavier was reportedly warned of the risk of further violence in the region but failed to act.
Pereira and Phillips were killed on 5 June 2022 after coming under attack while travelling down the Amazon after a four-day reporting trip looking at the situation facing Indigenous communities in the Javari region. Their bodies were found after a 10-day, Indigenous-led search.
Xavier sparked fury in the days that followed the men’s disappearance, wrongly insinuating that Phillips and Pereira had entered an Indigenous territory without government permission. A judge later ruled that the two men never entered Indigenous lands, conducting interviews outside the borders of the Portugal-sized territory.
The Amazon, home to the Javari Valley Indigenous territory, remains a dangerous region. Photograph: Sebastien Lecocq/Alamy
Neither Xavier nor Amaral made any immediate comment about the accusations. Writing on Twitter last August, Xavier claimed the murders were being manipulated by leftist opponents of Bolsonaro’s government.
“The truth is that we investigated the facts swiftly and efficiently – which allowed us to give society a fast response,” the former Funai chief wrote.
Prominent leftwing politicians and Indigenous activists welcomed reports of the charges against Xavier.
The leftist lawmaker Guilherme Boulos denounced the former government’s “criminal omission”. “Under Bolsonaro’s command, Funai was warned of the risks Bruno Pereira and Dom Phillips were running and did nothing!” Boulos wrote.
Since Lula took office in January, Funai has undergone a radical shake-up. It is now run by the Indigenous activist and politician Joênia Wapichana, while a ministry for Indigenous peoples has also been created under the leadership of another prominent Indigenous politician, Sônia Guajajara.
In an interview with the Guardian last year, the former Funai chief Sydney Possuelo said Bolsonaro’s anti-Indigenous actions meant “Indigenous people have never faced a worst moment in Brazilian history … because we are talking about a deliberate policy that comes from the president himself who gives cover to criminals and trespassers”.
Possuelo accused Bolsonaro of turning Funai into an “anti-Indigenous agency”, adding: “In the Bolsonaro era, everything has become so dangerous because you have a pre-planned policy that stems from the presidency and spills out into every single other government institution.”
Three fishers are being held in high-security prisons while a judge prepares to rule on whether they will face trial by jury: two brothers called Amarildo and Oseney da Costa de Oliveira and a third man called Jefferson da Silva Lima. A fourth man, a shadowy figure suspected of running an illegal fishing network in the Javari Valley region, was named as the mastermind in January, although he has yet to be formally charged.
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