To Lola: 13 years later

Chapter three

Rosie stares at the wooden door down the hall, the noise of her heels and her own breath are all that can be heard. She knocks on the door while holding her breath as a familiar nauseous feeling of nervousness overtakes her for a few moments.

"Come in."

A laidback yet slightly annoyed male voice rings through her ears as she pushes open the heavy wooden door. Stepping into the room to only be hit with the smell of tobacco and a gray haze obscuring the face of the man sitting behind the desk.

Many papers and scattered over the desk, and files are various sizes of books litter the bookshelf's behind him, she sees the man adjust his tie and suspenders, his jacket draped over the chair behind him. He moves the cigar away from his mouth and speaks in a lustful and confident tone.

"Well, well, well I wasn't told my next client was gonna be such a catch, hello sexy~"

Rosie rolls her eyes at the man's comment. Finally the smoke clears enough to see his face, her a man in his early 30s with pale blue eyes, and blonde hair which has already started to grey quite a bit for his age. He has some facial hair and as for his body, he's tall with broad shoulders but is a bit on the heavier side, just his presence alone has so much arrogance and confidence.

"I respect the flattery but I'm here for business."

Rosie said in a cold tone, sitting down in the chair across from him. The man smirks as she talks and leans back in his seat

"German huh? That accent only makes you more hot sweetie~ but yea, your not paying me for nothing"

He chuckled and looks to the papers on his desk

"So your Rosie? Cute name for such a woman"

Rosie sighed in annoyance and nods

"Yes that's me, I'd respect some professionalism from you sir."

He laughed a bit louder

"Okay, okay! It's a pleasure to meet you sexy, the names detective William Peterson. I've been reading up on the emails you've sent me and the information you've provided"

William brings the cigar back to his lips, his eyes lustful and full of pride. He looks over the document.

"So, 6 year old girl disappeared in the park at around 12 pm...13 years ago"

He sighed to himself and looks up at her.

"Your lucky I'm taking this case sexy, I can't imagine any man would want to take a decade old case, but I've got quite the talent for cracking cases so it would be an easy job"

His tone is dripping with arrogance and Rosie can barely stop herself from rolling her eyes at every word that comes out of his mouth.

"So how much? For your services?" 

He removes the cigar from his mouth and exhales smoke while a sly smirk grows on his face.

"For this? I'd say like 10k."

Rosie sighed deeply, that's money she definitely didn't have, and probably won't ever get, but she can't bring herself to give up. Seeing her stress, a sadistic grin spread across his face

"Or..."

"Or?"

"I've been needing a new assistant since my last one quit, if you do that, it won't cost you a thing"

Rosie took a deep breath, this man gave her some off feelings, she knows he has ulterior motives but her desperation won't let her quit.

"Fine."

William chuckled deeply placing the cigar in the ashtray next to him, his blue eyes twinkle with lust and pride

"Can't wait to work with you Rosie~"

He placed his left hand out to shake hers, she lifts her pale slender hand to his, her sharp black nails brush against his skin and her eyes don't leave his hand for a few seconds before meeting his eyes.

"So when do we start?"

"Whenever you want to sexy~"

His grip quickly tighten on her hand, before letting go and dropping back to his lap, he taps his fingers against his thigh.

"Hm? How'd that happen?"

Rosie's voice had an unnatural tone of curiosity, starring at his hands, his left hand lacking a ring finger and his right missing a pinky.

"Meh, not anything important..."