𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓪𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓽𝓱⚱️

Cold as ice🧊

Chapter 3- Cold as ice

I remember after the incident, my auntie, Lauren, called me on the telephone since she heard about the entire thing. I plainly told her that it was probably just one of those stereotypical restaurant situations, she of course understood completely, she's such a great aunt. She invited me over to her house, apparently, she wanted to talk to me about something.

Discussion after the incident. At library

"Listen, Lauren. I have to talk to you about something serious" Said the dark skinned man with light green with a shade of grey eyes, tall, muscular, curly black hair slicked back with gel, and a dark suit with a purple tie.

" No, not now Peter. If you want to talk with me, then talk to me after work hours, I'm busy" Replied the woman with short blonde hair cut right about to the length of her shoulders, hazel brown eyes, a slim body, and a yellow dress that went well with her blonde hair.

" Listen, I really need to talk to you about that 'sous chef' guy I met 2 weeks ago when you introduced me to him, remember?" Replied Peter rather quickly

"Yeah, and he has a name as well, who could've guessed. What's your business with my nephew anyway?" Said Laura casually and slightly concerned.

" The storage.. the restaurant's formula has been taken away. Apparently some New York guy was looking for it, and you best believe that he stole it just like that and ran away! Can you believe that? After all those years and effort of searching, we finally found it, until he came along" hissed Peter.

" Well, it was bound to happen either way. You knew for yourself it would happen, so stop convincing yourself there was no way, after all, if you actually used it, then you would be able to make a fortune out of that thing" Lauren stated with an all-knowing and calm tone.

"He, took it.. that damn scum. And wasn't your nephew supposed to do something about this? Well, it's now thanks to him that this has all gone viral all around the world. And now they're all in the spotlight, my dad, your nephew, some other sous chefs, and the other staff members. I honestly pity them" said Peter with a sad and rage filled tone.

" Anyway. I came here to interview you, since you're the only person that I know of that might have a clue to this. I, of course went to the storage room and took notice of the fingerprints, finally I was able to get information on this guy. And I'll lend you in on the information, you may perhaps even know him" said Peter with a grin on his face like he has already gathered all the key details and solved the case.

"Sure. Lend in the details already, I'm all eyes and ears" replied Lauren.

"Okay, so, the guys name is "Sam", he's 5'6, weights about 70 kilograms, born in NY at ******, has blonde hair, dark brown eyes, super slim, tall, has greasy curly hair, and looks to be a nice amount of tan. So, now I just need to drive there to his current location and get the police to arrest him, and if he can't get a lawyer, one will be provided for him" said Sam waiting for an answer.

" Well, I've got to admit. You're quite the smart inspector. Let me know if you need anything else, alright? I don't have any clue who that is" replied Lauren with an already sign of boredom.

"Gotcha, have a good day.. wait" said Peter a bit nervous.

"Yeah? Whatcha need?" Replies Lauren curiously.

"Are you free tonight? Perhaps I can invite you over to a nice dinner, that is if you don't mind of course" says Peter a bit shooken up with the sudden words that he just spoke out of his mouth.

"Sure, why not" replies Lauren excitedly