CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Detective Lewis Coreman was new to Homicide; in fact, he was a new detective altogether. The last detective in his job had quit because of personal reasons. Coreman was ambitious and full of himself, and for some reason, the brass saw fit to promote him to detective.
Some said he was promoted on posting: a cunning ploy by his D.C. captain to get him away from the other cops. But he didn’t care; he had gotten it.
He was of medium build and medium height. He wore styled brown hair and a grey Armani suit. He dabbled in stocks, but his main money came from Daddy. He was a rich kid whose encounter with a judge, made sure he was given a choice: go into the military or the police. The army had rejected him, but luckily his father had pulled some strings and got him into th
