May 13, 2015
Albany Police Department
South Pearl Street Precinct
The old homicide detective sits behind his metal desk surrounded by the cold quiet of the early morning, staring forlornly into the radiant screen on his department-issued laptop. He’s been using the laptop, which is integrated with the department’s web server, for years and years now, but he still fondly recalls the days when his desktop supported only a telephone connected to an old-fashioned landline and an IMB Selectric typewriter. And how could he ever forget the old two-tiered Inbox/Outbox?
He glances at his inbox and the two dozen or so new emails that have come his way since he last checked it the previous evening. He scans the subject lines for their importance, relegating most of them to routine until he come
