detective story

chapter one

It was a dark and stormy night and I was in my office listening to the radio I poured a glass of whiskey and downed it in one gulp to try and stay awake cause truth be told I was scared to sleep I heard a knock on the door and hide the bottle and the glass "come in" I said and a young woman about 17 walked in "detective freeman?" she asked "yes" I said "I think my friends husband is beating her his names bill" she said "hmm I charge 300 an hour plus expenses" I said "ok but his been known to be very  angry when he gets drunk which is every night" she said "oh Dont worry I've got the solution to that" I said "ok ill pay after you solve this case" she said then left I reached in my desk drawer and pulled out my semi automatic pistol and loaded it and cocked it then holstered it and drank another glass of whiskey