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THE MIND OF MASTERS.
In this heartfelt and gripping saga, former Minneapolis police officer Arnold Masters is homeless as well as suffering from schizophrenia and a brain injury. At 28 years old, shortly after the birth of his second child, he was in preparations to make detective. While on duty he suffered a traumatic brain injury, which, coupled with early signs of schizophrenia, sent his life spiraling out of control. Over the next several years as he would slowly lose touch with reality, Arnold Masters was deemed unfit to work, which eventually led to his divorce and losing custody of his children. Shortly after moving into a small apartment, he turned to alcohol to ease his pain. Unable to pay his bills, Arnold was evicted and forced onto the streets. With his former partner, detective Lou Chang keeping an eye on him from a distance, Masters sank deeper and deeper into his mental illness. Then, one day, it all came to a head as he believes a tree has been murdered. With the help of his new positive psychotic hallucination, known as officer Gonzalez, he will set out on a mission to solve this unbelievable murder.
CHAPTER 1
LOG LAY MURDERED
(In the opening scene we see a disheveled man in his mid 30's walking hastily along a park path. He is wearing a dirty brown jacket, hole infested jeans, and broken sneakers. Billie Eilish: Bury a Friend is playing while his eyes move side-to-side with suspicious intent.)
On the outskirts of a park, near the edge of a forest, along the shore of a pond is where detective Arnold Masters discovered his first body. A normal passerby might have never even noticed the rotting corpse slowly disintegrating into the soil. However, with his trained eye, it was obvious as that vacant stare into emptiness was unmistakable. He ran his fingers through his hair only a moment before feeling weak in his knees.
Feeling nauseous, he dry heaved a few times. Gaining his composure he reached for his phone and called it in, “I’ve got a 10-55 at Minnehaha Regional Park...possible 187.”
Detective Masters didn’t want to contaminate the crime scene as he waited for the coroner and CSI to arrive. Trying not to frighten any passerby’s he advised anyone walking past to avoid this area as it was now an active crime scene. As people became curious though, he had to assert himself and push his authority, which seemingly frightened them. With the threat of arrest due to interference in a police matter, he was able to disperse the crowd.
Although he'd been on the force for over 6 years, it was his first experience with something of this magnitude. Growing uneasy at the length of time it was taking, detective Masters decided to start his investigation. Taking every precaution possible, he made his way to the gruesome scene. The stench was nearly unbearable as he covered his mouth with his shirt.
“You poor S.O.B...what happened here and why would someone do this to you?”
It must have been weeks to months since the actual murder took place. Keeping his nose covered, he reached for a pen with his other hand. Pulling the small writing device from his pocket he lifted a small piece of the victim from the ground, which caused him to start dry heaving again. Just when he thought he might actually vomit, a twig snapped from behind him. In the blink of an eye, detective Masters drew his weapon and turned around.
Standing in front of him was a gorgeous police officer with long dark hair and burning brown eyes. She gave him a nervous rookie smile as she dropped the equipment and put her hands in the air, “I’m unarmed…” she started to explain, “well...I’m not unarmed, but, uh, I mean...I don’t have a weapon in my actual hands...so please don’t shoot me!”
“Who are you?” Masters squinted and tightened the grip on his gun.
“Gonzalez,” she gulped, “officer Gonzalez...I’m here to assist you with the dead body.”
“Dammit officer Gonzalez,” he lowered his weapon and holstered it, “you need to be more careful. I could have shot you...never sneak up on a detective in the middle of a crime scene.”
“I’m sorry sir…” she started to apologize.
“Let me guess...they sent me a greenhorn,” he was visibly disappointed. “Where’s the rest of the crew?”
“Oh...well, yes...I am a new rookie,” officer Gonzalez began to explain, “and I’m the only one coming...but they told me to tell you that all of my services are at your disposal...so...I guess I’m like your new partner.”
“What the…” Masters was beyond furious as he kicked the ground, “my first big case and they send me one tenderfoot with an apparent death wish!”
“Oh, well, I…” Gonzalez didn’t know how to respond.
“Just grab the kit and get over here!” Masters yelled at her.
They both walked over to the body and stared down at it. No words were spoken for several minutes. Not wanting to show any weakness around his new partner, he held back the desire to gag.
“Disgusting...isn’t it,” Masters commented to...
CHAPTER 1
LOG LAY MURDERED
(In the opening scene we see a disheveled man in his mid 30's walking hastily along a park path. He is wearing a dirty brown jacket, hole infested jeans, and broken sneakers. Billie Eilish: Bury a Friend is playing while his eyes move side-to-side with suspicious intent.)
On the outskirts of a park, near the edge of a forest, along the shore of a pond is where detective Arnold Masters discovered his first body. A normal passerby might have never even noticed the rotting corpse slowly disintegrating into the soil. However, with his trained eye, it was obvious as that vacant stare into emptiness was unmistakable. He ran his fingers through his hair only a moment before feeling weak in his knees.
Feeling nauseous, he dry heaved a few times. Gaining his composure he reached for his phone and called it in, “I’ve got a 10-55 at Minnehaha Regional Park...possible 187.”
Detective Masters didn’t want to contaminate the crime scene as he waited for the coroner and CSI to arrive. Trying not to frighten any passerby’s he advised anyone walking past to avoid this area as it was now an active crime scene. As people became curious though, he had to assert himself and push his authority, which seemingly frightened them. With the threat of arrest due to interference in a police matter, he was able to disperse the crowd.
Although he'd been on the force for over 6 years, it was his first experience with something of this magnitude. Growing uneasy at the length of time it was taking, detective Masters decided to start his investigation. Taking every precaution possible, he made his way to the gruesome scene. The stench was nearly unbearable as he covered his mouth with his shirt.
“You poor S.O.B...what happened here and why would someone do this to you?”
It must have been weeks to months since the actual murder took place. Keeping his nose covered, he reached for a pen with his other hand. Pulling the small writing device from his pocket he lifted a small piece of the victim from the ground, which caused him to start dry heaving again. Just when he thought he might actually vomit, a twig snapped from behind him. In the blink of an eye, detective Masters drew his weapon and turned around.
Standing in front of him was a gorgeous police officer with long dark hair and burning brown eyes. She gave him a nervous rookie smile as she dropped the equipment and put her hands in the air, “I’m unarmed…” she started to explain, “well...I’m not unarmed, but, uh, I mean...I don’t have a weapon in my actual hands...so please don’t shoot me!”
“Who are you?” Masters squinted and tightened the grip on his gun.
“Gonzalez,” she gulped, “officer Gonzalez...I’m here to assist you with the dead body.”
“Dammit officer Gonzalez,” he lowered his weapon and holstered it, “you need to be more careful. I could have shot you...never sneak up on a detective in the middle of a crime scene.”
“I’m sorry sir…” she started to apologize.
“Let me guess...they sent me a greenhorn,” he was visibly disappointed. “Where’s the rest of the crew?”
“Oh...well, yes...I am a new rookie,” officer Gonzalez began to explain, “and I’m the only one coming...but they told me to tell you that all of my services are at your disposal...so...I guess I’m like your new partner.”
“What the…” Masters was beyond furious as he kicked the ground, “my first big case and they send me one tenderfoot with an apparent death wish!”
“Oh, well, I…” Gonzalez didn’t know how to respond.
“Just grab the kit and get over here!” Masters yelled at her.
They both walked over to the body and stared down at it. No words were spoken for several minutes. Not wanting to show any weakness around his new partner, he held back the desire to gag.
“Disgusting...isn’t it,” Masters commented to...
