Deceit

Part 3

Next morning I woke up by the sun creeping into my hotel room and shining on my face making my eyes squint shut. I slowly sat on my bed realizing I fell asleep in the same black jumper I was wearing last night and my hair was undone from the bun it previously was. I was too tired to change or even wash off my make up. I reached over to my night stand to get my phone and my eyes landed on the alarm clock on the night stand that read 10:20. With a grunt I pushed my self away from the comfy bed to take a shower and get going to get my car.

This morning was quite hot and the sun was shining bright so I decided on a light wash pink dress and my hair in a pony tail and some sandals I brought. It took about ten minutes when I arrived at the shop. I walked in to the office to be greeted by a smily guy that looked like Harry. "Morning ma'm," he chirped, "how can I help you?"

"There was G-wagon dropped here last night and I was told it would be ready by ten," I returned his smile.

"Let me call Harry," and he disappeared into the shop and came back with Harry.

"Here, follow me," Harry said and so I followed. He wore a blue uniform with a white tee under it, his sleeves rolled up to reveal his tattoos, his hair up into a man bun and he pulled off such a look.

"Your car needed an oil change, so I went a head and did that," he walked around to the back of the car, "and I changed your tire as well," he looked up at me with his green eyes that I now notice in the day light. "I'm required to show you what I have done before you sign some paper work and pay in the office."

"Alright," I nodded, "everything seems good."

While I walked around the office looking at picture frames he went to get the paper work. On top of the bookshelf I saw a picture frame with the guy I saw earlier in the office with Harry in front of the shop both smiling widely I guess that's the day the opened the shop, they look a little younger then they are today. On one of the shelf a blond looking girl caught my eye. She tightly hugged Harry and Harry's arm rested on her side, both looking into each other eyes, she's the one that was found dead with my dad. Was she Harrys girlfriend, Jackie?

"You know her?" The voice that startled me belonged to Harry. I didn't notice him walk in the office and behind me. I didn't respond and put the frame back where it belonged.

"The funny thing is that my fiancé was found killed next to your dad in your dads car," he raised his voice a little and slammed some paper on the desk, "and you claim that you didn't know her."

"I didn't," I replied, "I'm sorry for your loss."

On that note the other guy walked in looking at Harry and then me. "Nice shop you got here," I said to ease the mood.

"It's my shop as much is my brothers," he pat Harrys shoulder smiling widely.

"Where do I sign and pay?" I asked and the brother handed me the paper work and I signed then gave him my card and waited for him to give me a receipt.

"So what brings you here?" Harry broke the silence.

I decided to trust him because his just as pained as I am. "Believe it or not I'm her to find my dads killer." He seemed surprise, I don't think he'd expected that answer from me, but he quickly recovered when his brother returned with my receipt. We shook hands and I thanked him and walked to my car. Before I could get into my car I felt a hand grab my shoulder making me turn a round to become face to face with the emerald eye Harry.

"What do you mean your here to find your dads killer?" He whispered.

"Harry, get back here we got cars to finish," the brother yelled.