Chapter one

3 0 0
                                    


she was sitting at her desk filling out the rest of her paper work so she could go home to her empty condo and sleep possibly indulge in some Netflix

dectective Manson was finally able to clock off for the night she walked though the queit office and said goodbye to her boss

he was a fat man with a beer belly a salt and pepper mustashe and a hardy sence of humour his mane was hank he was typing on his computer looking serous his lamp light was one creating a eerie glow In his dusty office she leaned against the door frame and cleared her throte

"hey boss I'm heading out "

he looked up at me huffed then said

"alright but I need you here early Monday morning to handle the rest of the morroy case "

I nodded my head trying to rack my brain for details of the case

"ok I will goodnight sir I will see you on Monday"

I turned around and walked out of the office and out of the fifty-second precinct of Seattle its in the heart od the city I unlocked my car just as my phone was going off I was so focused on putting my bag in my car that I answered my phone like i was on the clock "

"detective Manson "

"Stacie"

I instantly recognised the voice

"Carly what's up "

"we have a problem "

" what type of problem are we talking about here "

"a big one "

"how long until you can be at my place "

"an hour"

"ok see you then and make sure you arnt followed "

we say are good byes and I go to the store and grab some takeout chinnese from the deli I grab three times more that what I would need cuase I'm having company who's knows who's coming with Carly my mind id buzzing with ideas of what's going on that's big enough to call me


Being herWhere stories live. Discover now