Muse - Time is running out
"Bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it"
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"Brianna's last 24 hours must've been quite similar to the ones of her half sister, I can tell."
Me, Holder and Linden sat around my kitchen table "what brought you to that conclusion, Sarah?" I asked trying to pick up a piece of chicken with my chopstick
"Well, I talked to that guy who lived next to her and he said an older man went to see her around 2 AM. And guess what? He carried a motherfucking briefcase with him. Turner."
"What the fuck, just like James?!" I groaned
"Yup. Just like Jimmy. I'm telling you, that's no damn coincidence."
"What we gon do? James hasn't been around his place in nearly 24 hours now and Frank's head is jelly."
"...Holder please, I'm trying to eat here." I said sending a death glare to the hoodie wearing idiot sitting opposite me
"Not my fault when you're shoving that Chinese crap down your throat, Davidson."
"Do you have any idea what-"
"HOLDER. DAVIDSON. SHUT. UP. Both of you." Linden yelled
"He started."
"Yeah sure. I mean, it's not like we're trying to solve a goddamn murder here. For Christ's sake guys. Grow the hell up." Linden stood up and went to my balcony
"Why's she so damn frustrated. Jesus. Can I smoke in here?" Holder asked
"Well, what do you think? Damn it Stephen, just smoke that fucking shit."
He blew the smoke into my direction "oh snap. You only call me by my first name when you're mad, hotstuff."
"Well? We're sitting here eating 99 cent ramen, your fucking tofu crap and Chinese fighting about pointless shit instead of being out there finding whoever killed Melanie and Brianna Walker. Am I mad, Stephen?"
He twitched his shoulders and gave me a dirty smile "Don't know, Jane. Are you mad?"
"Guess what? Fuck you." I yelled storming out of the door as I heard a stated "well fuck you too." From behind
Halfway through the corridor, Linden ran after me
"Davidson, where on earth are you going?"
"I'm leaving this kindergarten."
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"I don't fucking care. Break in. We'll charge him for the murder of Melanie Walker one way or another." I said to officer Stephens.
We stood in front of James' door
"I can't just do that, we have no evidence he hurt your girl and no search warrant."
"Either you do it, or I will, I don't give a fuck anymore. Just do it."
Stephens sighted "step aside."
I kicked against James' door, one, two times until it finally gave in.
I grabbed my gun and held it tightly to my chest
"I'm going in now."
Stephens turned the flashlight on and I went in
There was no light, James' had removed every single lightbulb in the house.
"Maybe we should come back tomorrow when there's more light"
