The Polizeit Inspector: Another Time Travel Crime Story

Von Martin Cordemann

THE POLIZEIT - Volume 2.
Time Travel Detective Ethan Cause seems to meet the same guy over and over again – but they meet in wrong order. In reverse order, to be precisely. And there are, of course, some crimes that happen, too.
One of the rare books you can read from beginning to end – or from end to the beginning. In that case just leave out the "bonus encounter". Have fun!
"The Polizeit Inspector" is the second of his stories he adapted for the English language - so this is not a German Edition, it is actually an ENGLISH EDITION, like "The Polizeit Detective"!

• Sprache: Deutsch
• Herausgeber: neobooks
• Erscheinungsdatum: 1. Feb. 2019
• ISBN: 9783742706621

Martin Cordemann

Tillmann Courth stand jahrelang als Conférencier auf der Bühne des Ersten Kölner Wohnzimmertheaters. Er schrieb und bestritt fünf Kabarett-Soloprogramme und geht heute einigen Kolleg?innen u.a. als Regisseur zur Hand, ist Comicexperte und betreibt die Webseite FIFTIES HORROR. Martin Cordemann ist Autor der Comics „Die DomSpitzen“ und „Bruder Thadeus: Das Münchner Kindl“ (Zeichner: Ralf Paul) sowie des Buches „Dada op Kölsch“. Als E-Book gibt es von ihm jede Menge Krimis und Science Fiction.

Buchvorschau

08:01

There was a masked man. There was a gun. There was screaming. That rarely was a good combination. Never, actually. Unless, of course, a new holofilm was shot. Although... Ethan hadn't seen any of them lately, because they had gotten worse and worse by the time – so, in fact, that did not have to be something good, either. Sometimes he wondered if the word holo didn't actually had his roots in hollow, because that's what most of these arseworks were.

I have a hostage! the masked man shouted, and as if this statement hadn't been clear enough, he pressed the gun to the hostage's head. So the situation was getting noticeably worse.

Ethan was aiming at the gangster's head when he detected some movement close to him. Without changing the direction of his gun he looked briefly aside. There was a tall guy with blond hair, also holding a gun. If he was an accomplice of the masked man, the situation had just changed dramatically to Ethan's disadvantage. So the question was why the blond guy wasn't wearing a mask, too. Well, the answer was quite easy, if he thought about it. Wearing a mask he couldn't have gotten this close to the Polizeit Detective, at least not without attracting attention.

Do I have to decide whether I shoot you now... or maybe later? the Detective asked dryly, always ready to change aim as fast as possible, but possibly not fast enough.

I'd prefer if we could avoid that, Detective Cause, the blond guy said politely.

That changed the situation... not really. Because even among criminals there were polite people, which was one of the main reasons their work was not as easy as it should be. All he knew now was, that the guy knew his name – but that didn't have to mean anything. There were also well-informed criminals, which also contributed to the difficulty of his job. Ethan tried to keep his aim at the masked head while being ready to shoot Blondie if circumstances should demand it.

Have we met before? Ethan wanted to know.

Obviously not.

But you know my name.

And your face.

Nothing more?

Well, there are some other things. In his peripheral view Ethan noticed the guy smiling. So here it is, our first encounter. You wouldn't believe how long I've waited for this.

Ethan had to admit that didn't sound good. It sounded like an unpleasant ending to a probably even more unpleasant situation, one, in which the death of a person would play a significant part. In this case most likely his. So did this become the moment to finally shoot Blondie and then take care of the hostage-taker? Shoot first, ask questions later... He was a time travel policeman, so in fact it was kinda possible. But then, after having done that, trying to get a probably innocent man back to life had proven to be quite the bitchiest of a bitch.

It might sound rude, but you are aware that I am kinda at work here?!

Kinda?

Extremely! Working! With a gun and stuff, the Detective sounded ruder with every word. So if you would be kind enough to put down your weapon over there where I can see it, and then place yourself where I can see you and especially your hands, you would be a great help to both of us.

Would I?

Well, actually, that depends.

On what?

If you are one of this rare and special breed that enjoys being shot down!

The blond guy laughed. You haven't changed a bit... or will not change a bit. Slowly, very slowly, he took something out of his pocket and showed it to Ethan. It was a badge. A Polizeit badge.

Detective Chief Inspector Chris Mulligan, at your service.

You are a colleague?

Yes.

And we have met before?

"We have worked together before! Several times."

Not from my point of view.

"Yes, I noticed. You