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Andrew P.O.V.
Walking in the ally I looked around a bit but there was nothing in site but the homeless people lurking threw the allies, some of them sitting down, talking to each other, or playing cards. Usually the homeless would stop what their were doing and stared at me with curious eyes and some looked disturbed. Guessing that they were probably use to seeing strangers pass threw here. There was one particulier old man by the wall of the building leaning forward alittle sitting down by the dumpsters drinking his whisky bottle in his hand. I walked to where he was sitting and stood infront of him.
"Hey excuse me sir?" I said staring at the old man
The old man took a sip from his drink and lowered it down for a moment to stare at me. He was wearing what poor people would wear, either ripped up or dirty clothes. He's hair and his beard was both gray from old age "Howdy sonny what can I do for ya"
"I want to ask you if you heard or seen anything unusual around these parts of town?" I asked curiously
The old man just laughed out loud seeing that some of his teeth were missing and he sounded really drug but it seem that the people around us didn't care or bother to see what was the noise coming from. "My boy the only thing I see unusual here is you"
I grinned
"But anyways who's asking might I say? Your not a cop are ya?"
"No just passing threw" I said
"Well if you ask me people around here like to keep things to themselfs, its nothing personal but we don't want to have any trouble you know what I mean sonny" the old man coughed
"I'll keep that in mind, I'm not here to make trouble" I said
"You look trouble, or is it trouble finds you?" the old man asked
"Usually trouble finds me"I laughed
"In that case if I were you I would watch our back"
"Thanks for the advise" I said then thought of the red head
"Hey Old man have you ever seen a red head women that lives around here?" I asked
"Red head women you say?"
"Yea she's the one I'm looking for, she has green eyes and she's a red head that her hair is wavy" I asked
The old man scratched his chin like he was thinking real hard. His eyes got wider like he just realized something.
"You must be talking about Flarea, the one that lives in those appartments down under" the old man said " Very nice girl but I don't get to talk to her much since shes always busy doing something."
"She lives in one of those appartments?" I said staring at the buildings
"Of course she lives by herself, the poor girl and what are you to her?" the old man asked
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