Stealing my Heart

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Niall flipped our notecard over, it read twelve. We were investigating a serial killing that included two stabbings, one shooting, and the latest, a house bombing. The killer was on the loose and disguised. Every time a murder occurred the killer would call the police from an unknown pay phone and report his own crime. The officers on the case could not detect his voice or his location. We would be working as interns with the FBI and NYPD.

Niall and I began researching and creating a timeline of the events that had happened so far. "Who would do something like this?" I asked. He nodded thoughtfully in agreement.

The professor dismissed class. As I walked out the door Niall followed my footsteps closely. I stopped short and Niall rammed into me. I dropped my books to the ground with a loud bang. One of them opened to the page where I had written Niall with a heart around it. I blushed and quickly slammed it shut, but it was too late, he had already seen it. He chuckled and smiled at me.

As I walked from campus to my dorm I decided to stop at a quaint café called Caffe Strada. I stepped in line and decided to order a coffee and a croissant. As I reached the cash register I remembered that Merideth would probably be hungry so I ordered her a slice of coffee cake and a hot chocolate.

"Hello?" I called out in the empty apartment. Nobody answered. I heard shuffling in the bathroom so I sat on the couch to wait for Merideth to come out and join me. She stepped out of the bathroom looking ghastly pale and tired. She had purple dark circles under her eyes and her cheeks were hollowed out. I never realized how thin she was. "I stopped at Caffe Strada on the way home from campus. Do you want a slice of coffee cake?" I questioned. "Um, uh, it's fine. I don't like coffee cake." she responded. "Well you can have my croissant. And I ordered hot chocolate. You must be hungry. You've barely eaten anything since orientation." I said. "Really it's fine. I'm not hungry at all." she replied sternly. She definitely had a problem with me. What have I done to her, we've only known each other for less than a day.

After I finished my coffee I got out my laptop to start researching the case that Niall and I were assigned to. It was a pretty well known case that had been filling newspapers since August. I remember having seen some of the deaths broadcasted on the news while I watched it with my mother. The first victim had been stabbed and left in the Central Park Zoo. The victim had called into the homicide division of the NYPD from a pay phone in Manhattan's Upper East End and reported that he had killed a women that day.

I fell asleep on my desk researching the crime scene

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