New York City:Life of a Common Girl

My 3rd cousin

“Why would my 3rd cousin want to kill you? Other than the fact that you people in the head with a gun” I gave Jessie a meaningful look.

Jessie rubbed the back of our head, looking in the other direction as she said, “Oh, yeah, sorry about, but I had to get you here somehow…..” I thought for a moment, if people were looking for me thinking I killed my very own 3rd cousin, who I don’t even know, while she was about to kill Jessie who I didn’t know, because I was seen by the seen right after the crime when I was going to get pizza. Well this was just a tiny bit crazy.

“Well tell me one thing, why was my unnamed cousin trying to kill you??”

“Her name was Amie, and I used walk on the wrong side of the street, and I got stuck in a mess, and a lot of things to a lot people. Amie was the last one I owed money to. She demanded her money and when I said I was broke, she believed that I was never going to give her the money I owed.”

“So she was going to kill you.”

“Yes.”

“Were you going to pay back the money?”

“When I wasn’t broke.”

“Where am I?”

“My apartment.”

“With a buzzer that went off when I woke up?”

“Yea, I like to play with Tec stuff.”

“So what now?”

Jessie looked at the ceiling, she didn’t think she would get this far. When she looked back down she simply said that I should lay low for a while, until this all blew over. I just looked at her “What is my other choice?”

“Find the murderer and bring him/her to justice.”

“Okay, who wants to play detective?”