Apathy Jack writes:
Criminal Macabre by Steve Niles
Jefferson Blout is a big, bad-ass cop from the precinct I worked in for all of a year. That is, before I was was asked to leave as a result of a blood test. Evidently traces of alcohol, marijuana, and crank were found in my blood. Traces, hell! At the time I was practically sweating the stuff. They didn't need to check my blood, they could've just sucked on my arm.