Business pleasure

Part 6

"Paris?" Justin said sounding like he didn't believe what he saw.

I wiped all emotions from my eyes and said "My name isn't Paris, it is Rene."

I heard Josh chuckle to himself. I turned and glared at him, all he did was shoot up one eyebrow. I'm guessing he didn't like that.

"Oh sorry, I thought you were this girl that died a while ago." Justin said with some sadness in his voice.

" Well she's dead so why would you think I was her." I questioned showing annoyance but in the inside I was wondering why he was sad about my fake death.

" Becuase I don't think she's dead. I know she's still out there." He said with hope in his voice.

My body went completely stiff. Do he know my death was staged? Would he find out? Who would he tell? So many questions started swirling in my head.

Josh did the same as me but he started to watch and listen to Josh very carefully.

"Well because her body wasn't in the casket at the funeral and the police never had a story or anything about her death." Justin said matter-of-factly.

I wanted to scream and shout at Josh because if Justin had suspicion then there must be someone else that has suspicion as well. I turned all my anger to Justin.

"Well I'm not her so don't ask again." I said as a glared at him and walked back to my room.

I walked in my room, slamming the door and just unleashed all my anger. After half an hour my room was totally trashed, my files for my current case is everywhere, everything that was in my desk was thrown out, the last bit of feathers just settling to the floor from me ripping my pillows. It was an utter mess.

I groaned to myself because this always happened when I get really angry, I either trash my own room and have go clean it later or beat someone to a pulp.

A knock at the door stopped me from cleaning up my room. I walked to the door and swung it open to see Blake and Ryan standing there with concern and a hint fear in their eyes. I just rolled my eyes and walked back into my room to finish cleaning up. Ryan was the first to speak.

"What happened sis?"

"My past is coming back to haunt me." I said with annoyance.

"What do you mean?" Ryan asked.

"Yeah, what you mean?" Blake mocked.

"I have a new partner and his name is Justin Wright." I said.

"Okay, what does he have to do with your past?" Asked Ryan.

Blake just stood there waiting for me to explain.

"Justin Wright is an acquaint that I knew a few years ago in high school. I had a crush on him but it all faded when my parents were murdered, I didn't trust anyone. But Justin was in the commanders office saying I looked like someone he knew and her name was Paris, meaning he was talking about me. Then he said he believes that I'm still alive because my body wasn't in the casket at the funeral and that the police didn't have a story about my murder. Which is making him not give up on finding me. I got really mad about that came back here and trashed my room." I said giving them a full run down.

Ryan was standing there and shock while Blake was staring at my with a smirk on his face.

"Awe my sister has a crush!" Blamed cooed loudly.

"I don't have a crush on anyone." I said with a glare.

"So why the messy room?" Ryan asked.

"Because commander said that he would have the best men fake my death but he was the worst death I never had." I said.