Murder in Progress

An Eventful Day

¿Kathrine Wallace?

Pinkerton Agent, V.P.

I woke up with Alex's arm around my shoulders and his head resting on top of my head. I laughed slightly and softly pushed him away from me and walked off to take a shower.

I hummed and ran my fingers through my messy curly hair. I loved going to the beach, but the salty wind playing with my hair made it knotty and unruly.

Soon I was brushing my wet hair, cringing as I applied heavy mascara and dark eyeliner. I grabbed some scissors and pouted as I created feathered bangs in my dripping hair, but it had to be done.

Putting some contacts, in I got dressed and blow dried my hair.

I cleared my throat and applied a bit more makeup and walked out as Alex woke up.

•Detective Alexander Radley•

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I woke up on an unfamiliar couch and looked around. Then I remembered watching Harry Potter until six thirty and smiled.

I looked up to the clinking of heels and my jaw dropped. A woman came out of the bathroom with long black hair. She was slightly pale with startling icy blue eyes and her lips were a bright red. Her eyes that were studying mine for something were surrounded by thick mascara and eyeliner.

"Miss Katherine requested I escorted you to her requested destination. She said, 'I've been running from the devil, and he just tripped.' Something about...your mission beginning." She said as she walked over to the leather couch I was leaning back on.

I raised an eyebrow and tried to ignore her outfit consisting of tight leather jeans, tight leather jacket zipped up all the way, and combat boots, all black and she seemed like she stepped right out of The Matrix.

"Shall we go?" She asked and I nodded. After we climbed into the silver Aston Martin convertible she flicked a few switched and off we went.

"So what's your name?" I tried to ask casually as she slipped her sunglasses on. "You know, these sunglasses are made out of the same material as sports cars. That's why they're so light and thin." I sighed and she quickly added, "Darcy...just, Darcy."

The rest of the ride was silent and we stopped at what appeared to be a...gentlemen's club? She stepped out and grabbed a smooth silver suitcase from the truck.

"Hang on...why are we here?" I asked stepping out of the car. "Wasn't this car silver? Why is it black?!" I exclaimed and she only laughed.

She tossed her sunglasses back in the car and then I noticed she was wearing a spiked dog collar and multiple piercings on her left ear.

"Come on, let's go!" She exclaimed and handed me the heavy suitcase and grabbed my other hand, pulling me in as she carried a small note book on her other hand.

As we walked into the dark room filled with strobe lights and small stages, a man walked up to us and asked for the name. She flipped through that little book of hers and found the page she wanted. "Mathias Clark?" She asked him and he looked around and nodded.

"Darcy, what is happening?" I asked grabbed her arm and pulling her back. I glared at her and her smirk faltered. "Um...well, you see for six years I- Katie has been well, hunting down people under fake aliases. She has a few 'friends' who let her know when someone on her list pops up. She has found most of the small people but this Mathias Clark is one of the head men in....well I can't tell you...she can't tell you." Darcy said and opened the suitcase and pulled out what looked to be a gun with a silencer.

"What?! No you are not shooting anyone!" I hissed at her but she yanked free, giving me a look as if saying, 'I know what I'm doing!' and walked over the Mathias. He looked up and smiled at her, obviously not knowing her. She smiled down at him and whispered something to him and sat next to him.

I glared and walked over when a woman's hand grabbed my shoulder and turned me around. She smiled and laughed slightly at me. "What?" I asked over the loud music that had started. She bit her bottom lip and said, "Seems your little friend is very acquainted with that man over there. Why don't we socialize....over there?" She purred and I looked over and saw Darcy kissing the man.

"Uhhhh....ummmm, what?" I asked her and looked back at Darcy to see her hold the gun to the man and pull the trigger. "No!" I shouted and ran over. I barely heard the woman grumble, "You didn't have to shout your answer....."

Author's Note

Ok! I just have to give a big thanks to @survive4_1d_5SOS for helping me by making two beautiful covers for this book and working on a lovely trailer!!