CEA's Jack Diamond Schuster is an intelligent doctor of forensics. He has years of experience with problem-solving, especially with crime scene investigations. He doesn't like the district attorney's offices' way of doing things. Diamond feels that it should be the police that solve the crimes. The district attorney's staff judges the crimes too soon. Schuster has a close partner who he appreciates very much. Rachel Machiavelli is usually right by his side. These two hard working detectives dive head first into the crime scene investigtions. Each crime is unique. Jack is sure that there is more than meets the eye in each investigation. Jack is suspicious all the time. Diamond's spiritual love life is tantalizing. Diamond smokes cherry cigars so often, the reader can actually smell the aroma of the cloudy smoke.

DETECTIVE JACK DIAMOND INVESTIGATIONS

A continuation of the Conspiracy theoryBy Mary Beni

AuthorHouse

Copyright © 2012 Mary Beni
All right reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4685-9658-8

Chapter One

THE MEDIUM

Jack Diamond was drinking rum and cola at the bar of a high end restaurant in New York City. He ordered Larry Schwartz's lamb chops, and a twenty four ounce top sirloin for himself.

Jack looked at his watch, as Schwartz walked towards him. "Hey old man take a look at my life, I'm very much like you." Schwartz nodded, and said, "Did you order my chops?" The bar tender placed smoking hot food on the bar. Both detectives smiled. They began to eat their dinner. Jack called the waiter to the bar. "I'd like some wild rice." Sure boss, replied the waiter.

Schwartz said, "The wheels are in motion." What are you talking about asked Jack Diamond? Schwartz called out to the bartender; give me a double Johnny Red on the rocks.

Swartz looked directly at Diamond and said, "Some woman called and asked for you. She told me she has a lead to the Mexican cartel. She wants to come to the precinct to talk to you about having her spirit connect to the drug Lords. Imagine that shit. She also told me that she knew you would believe her."

So diamond what's up with the spirit connection, cited Larry Schwartz.

Diamond looked dumfounded. He began to mash his hot potatoes with three pats of salted butter. He stared down at his plate. The lady is right thought Jack silently to himself.

Swartz took a call on his cell phone. "Hello Swartz here." The caller identified herself as the, Spirit in the Sky. "Listen lady this is the police department. We don't have times for foolish games," said Swartz. Then he clicked off his phone. He would give the number to the tracing department when he returned back to the precinct. "Jack we got that nut calling again saying that she is 'the spirit in the sky," said Schwartz. Jack's eyes shined as a halo surrounded him. Swartz was startled as the light around Jack's head turned colors of the rainbow. Jack said, "Let's eat," as Swartz appeared to have a nervous twitch to his left eye. Jack was took a bite of his lab chops. He was in vampire heaven as he knew the medium was in touch with him. He is certain that Rachel was now there with him, and Swartz. As Jack ate he began to feel a warmth throughout is entire physique. "Heart of desire, my soul is on fire," said Jack. What the heck are you talking about asked Detective Swartz? Diamond merely smiled as he began to eat his mashed potatoes. Swartz scratched his head, gulped down his drink, and called to the waitress to bring some buttered garlic bread to the table.

Diamond looked at Swartz and demanded that he tell the waitress to forget about the garlic bread. Jack was worried that the garlic would damage his aura. In fact garlic keeps vampires down from using their special powers. This is a fact about the vampire. "Diamond we agreed on a strategy, and signed off on it." What are you talking about? Swartz replied you have different visions of police work, and evidently they aren't conventional.

The song Let the Good Times Roll was playing loudly on the jukebox. Jack was humming the song along with the record player. Today Jack was bright, and cherry. Smoke circled his head with the scent of his cherry cigar. Suddenly Diamond felt a dizzy spell coming over him. Jack began to speak to the spirit in the sky. He called out loudly, above the music coming from the juke box, Rachel my sweet darling, I'm calling you to me my sweet spirit in the sky. I did that to you not because I wanted to. My mind is troubled. The Jack said, "I only did what I had to do. Come home my sweetheart, please come home."

Swartz looked at Diamond, and said, "I'm requesting that you see the police shrink." Diamond looked back at his boss, and cited, 'what do you think that you're my mother?' Then Swartz told Jack Diamond, "You better get your act together." Diamond replied, God Only Knows, and so does the police psychic. Swartz put his hand on Jack's shoulder, and said, "Next you're going to tell me that you're a clairvoyant?" Swartz motioned to the bar hop to come to him. Then he told Diamond he should take a leave of absence. Diamond felt like this dramatic conversation should stop immediately.

Jack took off his jacket. He felt a dizzy spell coming over him. This spell always occurred before his psychosomatic mechanisms were beginning to open. His telepathic nerve endings or whatever paranormal thing that was beginning, had much to do with his dizzy spells. The lights in his head went out. He felt that all his were words gone. Jack appeared to be as if he were stargazing.

Swartz said, "I've had enough of you today." He asked the bar tender for his check, and hurried back to the job.

Diamond finished the food that Swartz left on his plate. His speech came back. Jack suddenly imagined a spiritual light across the room. Then he ordered a strawberry sundae.

He thought of how his mother didn't believe he was in touch with the spirits in the sky. When Diamond was a child he would get dizzy spells. His mother took him to a psychiatrist; because he would tell his mother to leave him alone. He would make it clear to his mother that he was busy talking to the man who lived next door who died.

His mother said, "Stop this nonsense you naughty boy, or you will get a spanking." Sometimes in elementary school, when Jack should have been paying attention to his teacher he would be having conversations with himself. Or at least this is how it appeared to the teacher in charge.

Young Jack was overwhelmed with his extra-sensitive sense of smell, strength, and perception. The educator had to report this strange behavior to the guidance counselor. Jack told the school psychologist that he's talking to his grandmother who died. Mr. Cohen the counselor said, "This is only your imagination young man." No it's not, replied Jack. "I'm taking you to see a specialist Jack," said Carmelita Schuster. I'm not going cited the child. "Yes you are."

The young child had no choice. Jack's mother took him to a specialist called a psychoanalyst. After one thousand hours of psychotherapy for three times a week, for a year, the Doctor of Psychoanalysis determined that the boy needed to speak to a psychiatrist. This psychotherapist believed that he also needed medication to stop the delusions of speaking to the dead.

Ironically the psychiatrist diagnosed Jack with the illness called the Vampire Disease. He told Jack and his mother the clinical term for the illness, which is called porphyria. The sickness is a set of rare blood disorders. This illness causes the blood production of a human to go wacky. Jack's mother began to cry when the doctor said, "It's not curable." This now explained the reason that Jack was extremely sensitive to sunlight. This also explained why Jack's urine is a purple color. Jack was getting in trouble with his mother for putting colored water in the toilet. He always said, "Mom I urinated the purple piss." She didn't believe him. But now as the psychiatrist explained more about the Vampire Disease, both child and parent had a meeting of the minds. "I'm not letting you be a vampire," said Jack's mother. The doctor looked at the woman with empathy. "Sorry, nothing can be done for your son about the symptoms, but he can have normal life too."

Jack was shaving his body, and getting his mother angry because he used all her razors. Now they both realized that his hair growth increased from the vampire disease. This also explained his pointy teeth that...