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I wondered if being retired would entice him into a long slide down the neck of a bottle, but then I felt a little guilty for even thinking it. Maurice set the CDs in a sloppy, listing pile next to a tinny boom box and drained his beer in one pull. I supposed he was ready to retire-not like those guys you hear about that are forced out, along with all of their years of honed experience, in favor of some young buck who’ll work for half the salary.

He laughed as he tried to balance a Coors Light, a styrofoam tray of bratwurst and a small stack of CDs. I stood behind the kitchen island and watched through the glass doors that led to the deck as Maurice ambled by. But despite the fact that we didn’t connect on any sort of deep, soul-searching level, I was gonna miss working with the guy. We didn’t invite each other to family functions-not that I have any family to speak of. We didn’t watch the game at each others’ houses. We didn’t hit sports bars after our shift for a shot and a beer. We’d never been close in a way that some partners at the Fifth Precinct are. Maurice was a sixty-two year old black man who had a lot more gray in his hair at his retirement party than he’d had when I first met him. Nowadays they test you first to see if you’re psychic. Once upon a time if you told doctors you heard voices, they’d diagnose you as schizophrenic, put you on heavy drugs, and lock you away in a cozy state institution to keep you from hurting yourself or others. Second electronic edition published in 2008 by JCP Books, first edition published in 2006 by Torquere PressĮlectronic edition 2.1 - This electronic edition contains corrections and updates from the 2012 paperback edition of Ps圜op: Partners Among the Living: A Ps圜op Novella ©2006 Jordan Castillo Price.

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