Chapter 3

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POV UNKNOWN


I stare down at the bloodied body in front of me.

He has a bullet wound right in the middle of his forehead. I sigh and rub my head feeling a massive headache coming on.


"It's weird." Dave, my partner, says coming over to me.


"What's weird?" I continue to massage my temples.


Dave hands me a small bottle of Ibuprofen. I read the possible side effects: Bleeding, Nausea, Vomiting, Flatulence, Headache.


I snort "Seriously, a headache is one of its side effects."


Dave rolls his eyes, "What's weird is that," he gestures toward the body, " he wasn't robbed and he had $300 on him. Who carries around that much money?"


I pop four Ibuprofen in my mouth and swallow.

Snatching the Ibuprofen bottle out of my hand, Dave looks at me like I just committed a crime.


"You're only supposed to take two you ding-bat!" he yells.


I snort, " What the hell is a ding-bat?"

Dave opens his mouth to respond when an officer walks over to me.


"His name is Jeremy Evans," a young officer says staring at his clipboard, " he is 34 and he and his brother Jacob Evans own 3 clubs downtown."


Crossing my arms, I stare back at the body. Why would someone want him dead?


"Oh and we found this," the officer whispers holding up a plastic bag.

The plastic bag has a bit of blood on and in it, but I can still make out what's in the bag.

Dave swears behind me.


Inside the plastic bag is a card.


An Ace of Hearts to be exact.





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Hey Party People!

So sorry I have not updated this story in forever...

I hope you like chapter 3!

Hope yall are having a great summer!

~K

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