My name is Jazzie Jones. I am a police officer. Right now I am working as a cold case detective for the Birmingham Police Department. I have been interested in police work since I was a child. Growing up, well I guess one would say I was pretty wealthy, but it didn't feel that way to me. Oh we had money, yes. I grew up in New York, East Manhatten to be exact. My dad was a broker on wall street. I guess he was pretty good at it, he always had money. And when he wasn't spending his time rolling in dough he was rolling in women. Yes he had girlfriends. Mostly Mother lived in denile, though she wasn't grieving much with all the "gifts of guilt" he was always bringing her. Or that's what I called them at least. Yes you could always tell when he had been with a woman, that's when he would come in late from "the office" bringing mother a new ring, or a new fur coat. Mother spent the better part of her days hanging onto a bottle and all the while trying desperately to impress her snobby friends. Now is that the life you want to be melted and poured into, well me either. I kept to myself a lot and promised myself I would run the first chance I got. And that's pretty much what I did. I had an opportunity to do some police work in Alabama, And I had never been so far away from home. I loved the idea, so here I am. We'll see how it goes.
