Chapter Two.

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Jason's POV

The moment I pulled up to the building, I knew I was in a whole new world, it was not like any station I had ever seen, in fact, it was all white and glass, it looked like a hotel or an office, not a station, the security here was tight I showed them my ID at the gate and they had to check on their computers and even call the NYPD, it was beginning to feel a little Creepy in fact, why so much security, I wondered.

The inside was just as fancy and there was even a reception, a uniform sat behind the reception desk answering a call, she was a brunette and I guess mid twenties or there about, she was looking at the table smiling and not the customer smile or family smile, you know what I mean, if u see a friend speaking to her mum or friends, her smile is easy, free, and u know she is related or only friends to whoever she is talking to, then if she's talking to her boyfriend or if gay, girlfriend, she has that shy, what's the word, timid smile even if the person isn't saying anything funny and u just know they are in a relationship or at least she wants to be, she had that smile and I couldn't help but think ; do they really pay her to sit and talk to her boyfriend? Then I think, if it was me and I had unlimited time to call anyone wouldn't I do it too? Don't judge.

"excuse me.", I said using my nicest voice, "I'm new here, I was supposed to start today, can u direct me to the sheriff's office?" She didn't even look up, she just went on giggling. "excuse me."

Can I judge now? I heard a voice in my head ask, feel free. "excuse me, please." She looked up this time, gave me a quick once over, decided I wasn't worth her time and went back to her really annoying giggling, and they say blondes are annoying, this proves anyone can be a bitch regardless of hair colour.

I had had enough, I was usually very nice and patient but I was a bit nervous, not because of my new job but because I had left Cailen at home alone, I felt like a terrible parent leaving a six year old alone, granted I had locked almost every way in, but it was still very dangerous, I wanted to be done and go home to my son, I reached across the table and grabbed the phone and slammed it down on the receivee.g. She looked up annoyed, "excuse me,.what is ur problem?",.she looked outraged.

"I could ask u the same question, call ur boyfriend on ur own time." I said angrily, "you clearly have no manners whatsoever, if u did,.u wouldn't sit here and answer ur personal calls."

"what I do is none of ur business and who do u think u are?", the rude girl asked.

"Jason Young.", I really hadn't said a word so I turned to see who had spoken, it was a blonde this time, she was petite and dress in casual clothes, "you must be Jason Young, the new head of the sketch office."

"no, sorry, I'm not the new head if anything, just an ordinary sketch artist.", I corrected the blonde, she was around my age.

"sheriff didn't tell you?", she asked in surprise. "I thought he did, the old head retired and we need a new one, so sher appointed u."

This wasn't how things worked in the real world, there were two types of sketch artists, civilian contractor which I was and a doubling patrol officer and contractors don't become department heads, "can I talk to the sheriff?" I asked.

"sorry, he had to leave for a week, but he asked me to show u around, he'll talk to u when he's back."

"and you are?"

"Janelle Stevens, I'll be working under u."

As I followed Little Janelle to My office, I tried to read her, she seemed lively and sweet like a kid but she also had this look in her eyes I didn't get. She seemed strange, in a way. She chatted non stop telling me everything about the office, the latest gossips and developments, I knew a lot by the time we reached the office, she tried to open it and found it locked, "the others must have locked it when they went for breakfast", she pointed to a bench beside the door, "wait here, I'll just pop into the cafeteria, and get it from Nikki and Banks.", the other two people in the office. Before I could reply, she was off, I had no other choice but to sit, I checked my phone for messages from Cailen or Jaz, and texted Cailen, I was putting away my phone when a girl came staggering down the hall, I looked up at her, she looked drunk, and she was dressed for lack of a better word like a slut .I won't say prostitute because I knew a girl once, Sasha who was raped by her dad and had a kid, her conservative mum threw her into the streets and she had to raise her kid alone, she got a job and all until her little girl got cancer, she took to the streets to raise money for her kid, today Roxy her kid is a rebellious seventeen year old and her mum is a senior partner in a law firm, so I refrain from calling anyone dressed slutty a prostitute, back to the now.

The girl was tall, dark and beautiful, she looked really young early twenties, she looked lost and confused probably from the heavy Jewellery and make up, I wondered what she was doing here in a place like this, maybe she was arrested I thought and looked at her wrists, cuff marks, yes, definitely a spoilt rich slutty brat. She staggered and sat next to me on the bench almost falling, I reached and held her and she ended up in my arms, she looked at me in a drunken daze, "you are really pretty for a guy", she murmured, "do u work here? I haven't seen u before."

"come here a lot, do you?", I asked and she smiled and blushed.

"this is like a second home to me, my first home is the club.", she confessed.

I couldn't help smiling, she seemed like a nice kid, tortured soul and all that.

"I don't like my house, well not really, I can't stand my brother, he's an annoying prick, all bossy and prickly, he sent me to boarding school in England when I was young.", well that explained the accent.

"well, I like u. what's ur name?I'm Jason."

She giggled mischievously, "Arlena"

"Arlena?", I turned to see Janelle looking shocked to see Arlena in my arms.

"Jannie!!!", Arlena exclaimed drunk, "you look great, last I saw you, you were tied to my bed with your cuffs while I spanked the hell out of you."

My face turned red, but not as red as Jannie, She looked Luke she wished the ground would swallow her there.

"There's my ride.", Arlena said saving us the embarassment, "my bodyguard, Zeke.", the man looked almost 7 feet tall and was bald and covered in tatoos, she stumbled up and began to walk away well you had to call it something but it looked like a one legged chicken.

When she reached him, she turned to us and waved, "see ya later, Jas."

Red as a tomato, Jannie opened the door for me then turned to me, "stay away from Arlena."

That confused me, "isn't she a lesbian?",

"Bi", Jannie confessed. "but that's not it

.", but something told me that was exactly it, "her brother is a very dangerous. He is head of the local mafia."

I kept thinking about that, and was thinking about it when I met the other two people in our group, Nikki was a tall twenty seven gothic girl with purple hair,.she specialised in facial reconstruction on clay and wax, she murmured a hello and went back to her work, Terrence Banks was an African American, he was in one term a nerdy geek who hated me with a passion and Jannie explained it was because he was next in line for the job I got, he refused to shake my hand, and help, his own speciality was facial recognition software, and Jannie was a 3D expert using it to recreate crime scenea and scenarios.

The whole day was tensed and strained, I had no idea what I.was doing, so I left early picked up from stuff at the grocery and went home, I met Cailen watching a new show "under the dome", I think it's too violent for him, "watch something else, Cailen."

"Like what? Disney?"

"hey, I've always told you, every movie has a moral lesson. somewhere."

"High school Musical?" Cailen asked.

I raked my brain, "teens should stand in halls and burst out singing and everyone else would join in."

"no, they'd kill me if I didn't kill myself first. " we both laughed and for a moment it was okay, the peace before the storm.

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Author's note: did my best on this, sorry for the errors, typed from my phone, put a pic of someone soon. Cailen or Jason. Thks. Kallie out.

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