IMPORTANT NOTICE
A/N: Hi Angels! So, the original chapter "13" got deleted THREE times already, but it was just a look into Courtney Crimeson's origin. I tried my best rewriting it but it just kept disappearing, sucking everytime I rewrote it. Basically Nathan's in her apartment right now whilst she's finishing off her dental hygiene routine. Enjoy!
Nathan
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After her permission, I throbbed onto the doorhandle, slowly pushing the ironically unlocked door open.
Closing the door behind me, the brightness of the lounge firstly, drew me in.
The textured tiles, the unscathed, white walls, the stunning chandelier hanging from the top.. the place was a fucking mansion!
"I'll be down in a sec. " Her voice echoed from what seemed to have been an upstairs. There's a fucking upstairs in this place as well! This place is already huge enough!
Realising what a beautiful house I stepped into, my head literally spun round like a disco ball.
I felt like I was in some kind of mini Mansion
..especially when I started to get myself comfortable.
As I sunk into her soft, white leathered sofa, I couldn't help to think how I was chilling in some dude's home I had knew shit on.
Not too long back, I was literally just about to take the return flight back to Cali but after receiving a call from Brett and his possy, I was obviously forced, I mean compelled to help.
'Help' sounds better.
Besides knowing she's this red head, 'awesome' detective, I barely know how this chick look or what age she might be.
After explaining what I assume to be the importance case's details, all Brett said after was as much as I would love to see you again, please don't take return back to Cali dude. We really need your help so it'd best if you stay there for a few days or so. I'm sending you the address and I'm going to need you to say exactly this. Literally, that was it.
What if she is dammit all a sixty, retired stripper from downtown. It's been common guys.
What the fuck am I going to do then?!
Hearing footsteps from behind me, I turned around, facing myself frontwards having to just about place forth my hand.
Attempting to introduce myself, I paused midway.
Yes, midway.
As she walked towards me, braiding her lowered, fish plat, my eyes were glued to her plain yet eye-catching outfit.
Her finished off fish plat just did the look, brightening her pretty hazel orbs.
"And.. " She paused. A sign of confusion clouded her face. "You are?"
Taking a real deep look her, I compared her to the information I was handed.
"I thought you were a red?"
Did I actually say that a loud?
Just there, her shoulder blades seemed to have tensed, showing off her muscular side.
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