Used For Murder (Being Edited)

Chapter 2

Charlie began to regain consciousness after a few hours, and when he did he could hear what he thought was laughter and the clinking of glasses. He could feel himself being dragged by the feet as he felt tugging at his feet, the feeling of them being raised. The laughter and glasses clinking, on top of the whack to his head, made Charlie's head throb with pain.

Charlie heard a small voice come from whoever was pulling at him tell passers-by, "He's had quite a few drinks, just taking him to the toilets."

As Charlie groaned quietly, a woman wearing a white fur coat - you could clearly tell the fur was faux - laughed quite loudly and accidentally tipped her glass of red wine back; the contents emptied out and the red liquid splashed on to Charlie's face, waking Charlie completely now. The woman just looked at him, and then went back to talking to her so-called friends at the table, which she sat at. Charlie could see through blurred eyes that he was being dragged through a bar/ casino like place and that the person dragging him clearly wore wire-framed glasses, had wild, curly hair and wasn't much taller than Charlie.

The tall male took Charlie to the men's toilets as he had told passers-by, dumped Charlie near the sink basin and left - obviously thinking Charlie was still unconscious or just intended on taking Charlie there anyway. Charlie slowly got up - leaning against the sink basin for support - as soon as the male had left, being careful not to get up to quick in case he fell faint. He groaned as he wiped his hands over his face; Charlie splashes a bit of water over his face to help clear most of the wine off and to wake him a bit more.

"Charlie Barker, what do you get yourself into?" Charlie asked himself as he staggered over to the two cubicles closest to the door to get some tissue for his face; Charlie opened the cubicle door to find the deputy manager of the place - Charlie noticed the identification badge pinned to the man's shirt - clearly dead and covered in blood, which he noticed was coming from his neck.

Although Charlie was a homicidal detective and dealt with this kind of thing all the time as it was his job, he still found it shocking that he found the corpse where it was and how it was. Charlie backed toward the main door (unaware that the door opened both ways, ending up stumbling outwards through it. Landing on the floor, chest down, Charlie looked up to see two officers - pointing their guns at him; the taller of the two motioned his gun upward, for Charlie to get up.

Holding his hands behind his head, Charlie got up - very slowly.  Charlie had whitened quite quickly after finding the corpse and, because he hadn’t been in the type of situation with officers he was in now, before, he whitened to a ghost white.

"What's up, fellas?" Charlie tried to casually ask, but his voice came out as a tremble.

"You know exactly what, Barker." The thinner, taller officer out of the two - Taylor was all that was printed on his badge; Charlie gathered this was the officer's last name as the police officers were known by their last names - pushed Charlie, who was quite reluctant to go near, back into the toilets; the smaller, wider officer - Robinson - opened both cubicle doors to reveal two covered in blood corpses - the deputy manager and the receptionist -, "That's what,"

"Do you seriously think I did that?" Charlie pointed a trembling finger at the corpses, "Why would I want to even do something, that I know the consequences to?"

"Ya never know," Robinson - the smaller officer - replied with quite a bit of attitude to his voice; Charlie thought he'd never seen these two officers before, but he didn't even know where he was - country wise-, so he shrugged it off.

The two officers took Charlie to laboratory - not an ordinary police one, but someone else's - instead of the closest police station. Charlie took into consideration that if these he was a real suspect in a murder case, he'd be taken to the closest police station, this was what he knew. He also knew, if the police knew about a murder, there would also be detectives and more police officers.