SULTAN ROAD


SULTAN ROAD

SULTAN STREET Celley, David St. Petersburg, Florida Copyright © 2020 David Celley ISBN: 978-1-64718-695-1 Reserved in all respects. Without the author’s prior written permission, no part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any way—electronic, mechanical, recording, or otherwise. Distributed by BookLocker.com, Inc., St. Florida’s Petersburg on acid-free paper, printed. The characters and occasions in this book are imaginary. Any similitude to genuine people, living or dead, is incidental and not planned by the creator. Company: BookLocker.com 2020 First Printing Data from the Library of Congress’s Publication Catalog David Celley’s Sultan Road Number of Control at the Library of Congress: 2020911984 One Chapter Ruler Street meandered through for the most part vacant, dusty fields in a hardscrabble piece of Los Angeles District that was abandoned while the area’s plentiful land development wandered somewhere else. Be that as it may, it gave the ideal situation to the biggest demonstration of criminal connivance and conceal in Southern California’s set of experiences. At the Heaven Inlet club, about halfway down Ruler Street close to Sepulveda Road on the Thursday night before Dedication Day weekend, a slim Asian lady en route to the women room incidentally brushed beyond a lot bigger Latina. The larger woman quickly turned around. A couple of words were traded, and afterward the Asian lady went on toward the women’s room, just to be pushed from behind onto the floor by the bigger lady. The Latina was given a blank stare as the Asian woman got back up. After exchanging a few more words, the larger woman grabbed her, punched her, and pushed her into a table nearby. Another Latina joined the fight and grabbed the Asian woman and pinned her arms behind her. The fight between the women caught everyone’s attention in a matter of seconds. Then, at that point, the group encompassing the warriors immediately flooded toward the side entryway leave that prompted the parking garage. The unbalanced battle went on with the hapless Asian lady beaten to the ground and kicked over and over. Unexpectedly, two men ventured into the center of the fracas and pushed the aggressors far removed. The victim had sustained serious injuries and needed to be taken to the hospital, according to one of the men. The Asian woman was carefully picked up by the two men and carried to a pickup truck amid jeering and cursing from the two Latinas and some of the crowd. They put her cautiously in the truck’s straight prior to driving off. An office worker parked her car in the parking lot of the multi-story office building where she worked just before eight in the morning. She noticed a shoe sticking out from under a bush’s branch. She decided to take a closer look because the shoe seemed out of place. She let out a loud scream as she reached down to grab it. The shoe was joined to the foot of a youthful Asian lady. One of her office associates, who was on his way into the structure, ran over to see what had occurred. She made a point of the shoe. The dismembered human body was barely visible beyond the branch. The female victim’s torso had been smashed and crushed to a bloody mess for the most part. Just 50% of the casualty’s head gave off an impression of being flawless. The underlying shock was frightening to the lady. Even worse was the terrified expression on the victim’s face, which made it appear as though she had been beaten or tortured prior to being crushed to death. The two of them remained at the scene until the police arrived after the coworker dialed 911. As a possible crime scene, the area was cordoned off by the first responders. The LAPD Harbor Gateway Division’s Detective Sergeant Carlos Aguilar and his partner, Officer Harry Lee, arrived shortly after. Albeit standing just five feet ten inches tall, Aguilar had a tough and solid form. He had worked in homicide for the previous eleven years, making him an eighteen-year veteran of the police force. Indeed, even all he experienced during that time (in addition to five years of boxing as a middleweight) couldn’t set him up for what he saw. As he gazed at the casualty’s remaining parts, his psyche was effectively stirring. Aguilar said, while Officer Lee stood nearby, “It doesn’t appear that the victim put up much of a struggle.” The place of business was six stories high and had a layer of hedges that encompassed the ground floor hindered by an infrequent palm tree. Official Lee made a cautious hunt of the prompt region for a handbag, wallet, or some other thing that could recognize the person in question. Thereafter he said, “I see nothing around her that could be useful in distinguishing her.” Aguilar stated, “The question now is whether or not this is the crime scene.” “Or on the other hand is this exactly where the body got unloaded?”