Bloody Bracelet

Part 7

"So you're saying that Sarah was at Jesse's accident?", Chief's voice blared over the phone.

"Yeah! Didn't really recognize the name until the mother pointed it out. She was key witness to the scene and she's the one who made the 911 call."

"This neighborhood is getting smaller, Tom. It's getting harder not to know everyone if you're a cop."

Which was true.

"Other than that, no solid leads from the Stones. I'm pulling into the boyfriend's driveway right now to see if he knows anything, maybe catch a break for once."

"Check in when you can."

The handset went silent. I climbed out of my car at his Downtown apartment. Not the safest of places, kid. I hope this goes better that at the parent's house. Let's give three knocks, ask this guy some questions so that I can visit Johnny Cash in my cave.

"Who is it?", answered the voice from inside.

"I'm Detective Tom Murphy, NYPD. I was hoping you could answer a few questions?"

The door creaked open and Jimmy stepped outside.

"How can I help you, Detective?"

Jimmy was wearing a white, longsleeve shirt, black pleads and a tie. Brown, messy hair. Looks like the typical colledge student.

"You're Jimmy, right?"

"Yes sir, that's me."

"Sorry to bother, Jimmy. I wanted to ask you a few questions about Sarah Stone. I believe that you two were together?"

"Yes, that's right. We were."

Why is this kid so jumpy?

"I'm sorry for your loss."

I took out my trusty notepad and pen.

"Would you mind telling me where you were on the night she was killed?"

I just wanted to get through this as fast as possible. Get what I need to know and jet. So please kid, help me out will yo- His face is entirely flushed. His eyes were alert. Those eyes, those are 'about to bolt' eyes.

The kid slammed the door in my face and aimed for back into the house. I got in throught door and was on Jimmy's tail. He knows something. This kid is agile. He skipped through the kitchen and through the back door into the alleyways. He was like a fucking gizelle trying to escape it's predator.

"Jimmy, stop!"

I'm on his ass into the alley. He jumped a fence and I just miss his shoe as I crashed into the steel mesh. He gave me a quick 'Fuck you' look before making his way into the streets.

Not in my neighborhood, asshole. I grew up here. This is my home. I know where you're fucking going. I took two alleys on the right and over a fence before giving a last sprint to my destination. I came at a street and took five steps to my left where an alley entered. I could hear his footsteps coming closer until it was physically next to me. All I did was stretch my arm out to catch. Jimmy ran into my catch perfectly. In fact, he ran so fast that all I had to do was keep my arm tense and his legs went straight up in the air. I was basically holding the kid in the air with one arm. All I had to do, was just let go.

Ooompht

Fuck me, I have never seen anybody hit the ground that hard. He even gave a little bounce.

"Jimmy Dangavich, on behalf of the New York Police Department, you are hereby being arrested for questioning on the murder of Sarah Stone. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be hold against you in the court of law."