Deception: Cop-Thornberry

Portrait of Earthling (American) securities and a law-man seeking respects-restorations in the face of underworld 'IQ' for dodecahedrons.

Cop-tale. Happy Friday (thanks for reading), 

DISCLAIMER: This work of creative fiction offers no commercial/explicit ties to any person(s)/body and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' translation).

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Ezzy was proud of her hubby, a respected gas-station investor turned American Homeland policeman, now mired in a horrifying narcotics-scandal choreographed by an underground gargoyle named Endymion who vowed to smear the policeman-prestige for social media commentary about the superstitions of wrought controls securities for the Ego (damn).

INTERVIEW: You resolve to expose this Kingpin as the calculator of your ruin.

AMLAN: You betcha...it's what makes me a diligent man of field goals...a cop!

INTERVIEW: Well, this is a horrid time to have law-men mired in prestige-Hell.

AMLAN: Post-9/11 era invasion jitters; same as post-WWII Roswell-paranoia, no?

INTERVIEW: What will you do, officer?

AMLAN: Recover my beans and find Kingpin's factories for TV-insider entries.

INTERVIEW: Facebook-like (wow).

Ezzy stood by her man, and Amlan was resolved to go on a patrol-van media-campaigned 'crusade' in his Homeland (Windy-City) and resolve to reveal why Kingpin was nothing less than an alien with bad cleats for leviathan/ruin. Meanwhile, he'd been on the good-trail of Kingpin's operations corrupting a TV-network covering Windy-City machinery (for field goals).

KINGPIN: That Mr. Satan shan't make a pidgin of my stages.

ASSOCIATE: As your unofficial invisible gargoyle of Windy-City IQ, I must hope it!

KINGPIN: Shut up...this ain't nothing more than Homeland sheets for the Ego.

ASSOCIATE: Cool (thanx).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)