At the Rogers

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Me and William are adjusting the collars and cuffs of our suits looking at the beautiful mansion. What was not there? A Porsche, a Benz, a Bugatti and even a Mazzini. I looked around at the water fountain right in front of the garage. There are marbles and stones all in. Pretty sized and shimmering. I look around to see a swing in the distance. The flowers littered around the trees. Such a perfect picture spot. Was there anything Rolf Roger did not own?Of course there was nothing he could not afford. He gifted a whole freaking island to his sister. He was Damn Rich.I turned around to the swing and noticed William standing near the swing. He bent over the ground and I am sure I saw him pick something. I couldn't see clearly behind his broad back. What does he do for that awe-some back. I approach him slowly. I get near the swing and hold the chains for a while. It would be such a romantic place at nights.....How much I envy Easton now...."Oh I could arrange a better place for you. If you'd just like to give me a chance." I think I spoke it out loud. I do not like this atmosphere where he hits on me I certainly do not like this William. He should know it.I smirk looking at the swing," Adamson, You can not match up my thoughts of a Perfect date." I raise up my face to his tall physique now," So Do Not."He keeps his hand over mine gripping it in a firm grip. It doesn't hurt but neither am I very comfortable with this. He leans in closer to me ," Oh is it sex pretty lady? You know we could have a Candle Light Dinner then get to your home, start right at the door where you kick off your heels , jump over me , wrap your legs around me and guide me the way to the bedroom. " I look at him with shocked eyes. I was a stuck ass boss for him until now and suddenly he is like...He didn't want to flirt with me till yesterday since I was sassy and now he wants to fuck me. Good Time figuring out where he hit his head. I'm way too shocked from the chills running down my spine.He leans in closer ,"Kissing."He moves away suddenly not one part of him touching me and walks away. He goes and talks to the butler there. I go and talk to the secretary noting down the stuff.His secretary tells us that he needs time.'Let's put this aside for a while.'Seems terribly upset. Did not sleep for many days.I can figure it out by looking at the size of dark circles he has. If they grow any big his face will turn into a raisin. He has lost appetite that is even visible from his condition. It looks like he is the one who needs sympathy. His condition is pitiable. Or maybe all of it could be just plain makeup. He seems to be suffering some emotional trauma. Or maybe industry stuff didn't go pretty well. Was it because his recent film was given to someone else.He declines the deal and we move out shaking hands. There's no firmness in the hand shake. He seems to have lost lots of strengths. His pupils are dilated I notice. Could he possibly be high on drugs. Before I can notice any further William keeps his hand on my lower back and escorts me out.He declares firmly ," We come in the noon and arrest him.He was high on drugs. Probably cocaine. He seems to be....." William goes on speaking and my eyes fall on a Red Ruby Ring kept on a side table next to a bluish -White flower vase. Red....It's Red.I whisper back to William," Are you nuts? You suspect him look at his condition. He is not the murderer. That's it" I state adamant on my research. He seemed to be in a trauma for Easton."Have you lost your senses? Don't tell me you want to leave this chance of arresting him." He states equally firmly. I am pretty shocked at how stiff he sounds. I try to convince him ,"Come on. We should recheck Easton's place once""No. Let's explore the Rogers instead." He seems to be frustrated at my constant denial to his ideas.
"Ok. Let's sort it. We came here. Your idea. Now let's execute mine. "
"Well if you would just let me arrest him already, That would be my plan in total execution."
" Look Chief wants to work us as Partners not get equal with type of friends. Let's just do it for once. Like a team." That seems to convince him. However I still do not need a partner. For the 12th time.
We recheck Ms. Easton's house. This time I will find the killer's true proof. I stroll around the library and near by. I find my published magazine and rejoice thinking that she reads my magazines. I decide to find more clues when I hear William on the call. He is telling about some arrest but I am too happy. I decide to become better at everything now. It's so motivational to know things like this. I resolve but instead end up finding something truly different. I find another note. It falls off the magazine. William sees and comes close.
Oopsie somebody was hiding their personal stuff in my magazine.
William peeks from over my shoulder or rather should I say looks from over my shoulder because he is just so tall. I ignore his proximity I am at work. I focus on the note.
It Reads :                   "Remember, your promise , you have to meet me at the french city. The city of Love. I will be waiting. I promise it will be the best day of your life. We will go as you wish. Mademoiselle. This butler will be at your service, Mi Lady.
Don't cry over petty things. We will meet soon. No power will separate us. And above all, Danger is the other name of my job. I am a risk taker and will remain like this because you like me this way."
Uhun?Sounds like some Hopelessly Romantic French Lord. It would be dangerous to got here. But LOVE City and French city they do not go together if you ask me. I look at William and just know shit is not in place.His lips are pressed in a straight line. Jaw tightened. Bicep Muscles bulging as he holds the phone to his ear. He glares at me. Then speaks back on the phone," Fine."He then gets on the phone saying ,"Pack your stuff." I inquire of him ,"Why so?" I cross my hands and look up at him . He speaks in haze ," Because Rolf Roger has left the tow. He's off. HE has escaped from under MY nose. Because of my stupid little partner who isn't letting me do what I want so now she has to do what I tell her to and we are off to Paris. The city of love.He leans in ,"If you have any issue kindly inform Chief. " I glare back but nod. I am so going to catch the murderer now.

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