The bleak weather reflects my mood. Bleak. For one, Hunter hasn’t called me back(not a good sign), two, my best friend Amy is on vacation(no mani pedis for a while), and three, I haven’t gotten anywhere on my case. Yes, you heard me right, my case.
I’m a detective. I like to think of myself as a girl Sherlock Holmes or Nancy Drew, but my job would never actually live up to that excitement.
Right now I’m sitting on a street corner a couple of blocks away from my client. I’ve been trying to piece together her case and find clues, but nothing’s working.
whee whoo, whee whoo
There go those sirens again. Our society isn’t very safe today. Sometimes I wonder…- wait, are they pulling into my clients house?