The lost Diamond

Chapter 10

For the Rest of the School-day nothing really happened. Lisa got her new seat right next to the window on the left
side, in the Corner.
The only thing what happened was that somebody wanted to sit down but missed the chair ending up on the floor.
After School, Lisa got out of the Building, looking for her Brother. When he finally arrived, the Bullies came
along. "Awwww how sweet. The girl is waiting for her Boyfriend to bring her home!" Dean gave Lisa an asking look
to which Lisa only roled her eyes.
"Awwww how sweet. Some Boys without any confidence, so they bully other kids!" He started to reply.
"And you guys know whats sweet as well?" he asked the boys in a sarcastic tone. The boys were stunned.
"That you guys cant tell if it's the boyfriend or the big brother!" The boys stared at him and didn't move as if
they were statues.
"And if you don't stop bullying my sister, your gonna get a big punch in your face or maybe even two just for good
measurement." He declared while glaring at them.
"Come on Lisa, lets go home." He nudged his sister. Lisa quickly went with him laughing.
On the way back Dean asked her worried. "How long are they doing this?" Lisa shrugged. "I dont know. But i think
after this they'll try to keep away from me." She giggled. Dean only nodded solemnly. "What is it?" Lisa asked.
"oh. Nothing." He shook his Head.
Lisa rememembered the caretaker and his paper. "Oh. Yeah I also got a number of a Detective." She told him while
they continued home together. "That's great news!" then he fell silent for a moment.
"Why do you actually need one anyway?" he asked Lisa a bit confused. "I wanted to know who the original owner of
the diamond is." Dean nodded. "I see ..." he hugged Lisa. "Im sorry. For everything. I hope you can understand me.
..." he released her again, smiling. Lisa sighed and nodded. "Everything is fine ..." she said and for the rest
of the way home they went along quietly.

At home Lisa opened the door and entered. Dean followed and went into the living room right away.
Lisa closed the door and went to her own room. While unlocking the door, she had to think about the caretaker
again. She looked at the paper with the phone number she just got out of her pocket then placed her backpack next
to her bed, and kneeled beside it. Rummaging for the diamond in her backpack.
As soon she felt the diamond in her hand she took it out and went to the phone. Suddendly she heard some shots.
But because it was a bit vibrating sound, she knew it was the TV ... again.
"Dean!" She shouted across the Appartment. "What!!" He responded, shouting back.
"Turn down the sound please! I need to phone!"
The shooting went much more quiet so she barely could hear it. "Thanks!" she shouted to which she heard Dean sigh.
Or maybe it was just the TV. She wasn't sure.
Taking the phone and typing in the number she got from the caretaker she waited for a response on the other end.
It rang one time, two times, three times, four times- Lisa wanted to hang up already when she heard a click and a
voice. "Hello?"
"Yes, hello, my name is Lisa. Uhh i need help."
"I see. What kind of help?" The voice asked. Lisa was about to answer when she wanted to ask something first.
"First I would like to know if I am talking to a real Detective?" "Yes you are. So?"
"Uhm.. Could we meet in person?" "Sure. Where do you live?" "Uhh- Lightstreet 36"
"Ok- I'll be right over" He said and hung up.
Lisa hung up too and gulped. She was getting nervous and licked her scar from the inside of her mouth again.
She went over to the Living Room, the Diamond still in her pocket. "Dean? We are gonna ge-"
She stopped talking when she saw him nearly crawling into the TV. "Uhm.. Dean?" Surprised, he turned his head.
"Shhh!" "You can turn up again, you know?" Dean jumped up taking the remote raising the volume back from 4 to 50.
Lisa shook her head. "We are gonna get a visitor." "From whom?" was his only question. "Detective." Lisa answered
and went back to her room. Dean got a bad feeling about this. "Okay ..." He whispered to himself.

While in her room Lisa tidied up her room a bit. Her clothes were scattered all over her room again. She grabbed
a bunch of it and went to the bathroom, when suddenly the bell was ringing. She sighed and used her foot to
activate the buton of the door opener downstairs. She quickly prepared and started the washing machine.
Checking the trouser pockets in case anything was in it. Just some papers. She removed them and laid them
aside before adding the cleaning powder and some fabric softener.
She closed the machine and set it to clean on 40 degres. 2:00 h said the display.
Pressing the start button, started the machine and Lisa went out of the Bathroom, opening the door, a man with a
trenchcoat, a hat and a suitcase stood there, leaning asgainst the wall aside the door.
"Are you Lisa?" He asked to which Lisa nodded. "But how did you know where to ring?" She asked, the detective
suddenly seemed suspicious to her.
Everything he was wearing was some tone of brown, apart from his black sunglasses.
"I rang everywhere." He shrugged with his shoulders. But Lisa was still mustering him suspiciously.
"And why were you leaning there?" she asked looking at him searching for any sign if he was lying.
"I never said on which floor." He just chuckled. "I checked on the Internet."
"oh. Well, then come in." She sighed, stepping aside but still looking at him warily.
"Thanks." He said and went in. While Lisa was closing the Appartment door she told him to follow her and went
straight to her Room, with him following. Dean saw this through ther living room door, stood up while turning
off the TV and followed after them.
The Detective sat down on Lisas office chair while Lisa was searching her pockets so Dean leaned himself against
the door frame. "Try anything fishy and you're dead meat." He warned the Detective who turned around quick.
Turning back to lisa, pointing towards Dean he asked, "Your boyfriend?"
Lisa shook her Head. "Brother."
"Oh." Dean had already left on his way to the Kitchen because he was hungry when the Detective turned around
and wanted to ask him something. "So. This is why i called you." Lisa said while pulling out the Diamond out of
her trousers left backpocket.
The Detective glanced at it. "Could i maybe hold it for a moment?" He asked her carefully eyeing her while Lisa
shook her Head. "No. I'd rather not. I don't really trust others. They might steal it."
The Detective nodded and started to take notes with his pen in a little notebook that he had gotten out while
Lisa was talking. "Soo ... What exactly do you want me to do?"
Lisa sighed while sitting down on her bed, opposite of the Detective.
"I want to know whom the diamond belonged before I got it." He took again some notes.
"How long do you have it?" He asked without looking up from his notebook.
"Since ... two days" She answered carefully.
"How did you get it?" He asked, again not looking up and writing something.
"Well, uhh. I woke up, was going to school. When i was going to my place in the class room, i found it on my desk
..."
She lied, getting nervous, licking again on her scar.
"Ok. Thank you. I would say I'll start immediatly." He said quickly, stood up, putting pen and notebook in the
suitcase, closing it and leaving Lisa's room. While passing the Living Room, he saw Dean and nodded at him, Dean
gave him an untrusting glare in return.
The Detective left as quick as he could, Lisa followed him seeing him shutting the door behind him.
"Well, that was strange?" Lisa said to Dean who was now standing next to her, looking at the Door.
Dean only nodded. "What time is it?" he asked a bit worried.
Lisa looked on her beautifull black wrist watch. "7:57" She told him. "I think I'll go to bed." She said shortly
after, and getting ready for bed, brushing her teeth, changing into her Pyjama and crawling into the bed.
Right before she was about to turn the light off, Dean knocked at the door and came in.
"It's ok, you go to bed, i'll gonna turn it off." Lisa smiled dreamily and mumbling a little "Thanks" then
crawling into her bed, the diamond safely tucked under her cushion again. "Night Lisa." Dean whispered.
"Night Dean." Lisa answered then Dean turned off the light and closed the Door.
Nearly asleep now she took off her mask, put it down next to her alarm clock and fell asleep.