Destroyed Dreams...

Paying A Visit

Marty's POV 

   I was walking the streets with my hands in my pockets, thinking on what to do to help find out who did this to Tamie. I noticed I was standing in front of a bench in the middle of the park,"I geuss I'll take a seat." As I sat down and dwelled deeply on my decision and plan of revenge, I zoned out into another train of thought. My mind raced with the thought of Tamie being a part of something she never told me about or something. I felt a cool breeze swoop past me, snapping me back into reality. When I arrived back at home, I felt the urge to sleep. So, I took my jacket off and layed across the bed. As I was laying on the bed I noticed the officers did give me her phone from the crime scene. Reaching for it, I went through her call log. The last person she was on the phone with was a (872) area code. I got the laptop and searched up area codes and found out that this specific one was in the area of Chicago, Illinois. I called the number from her phone and heard a deep voice speak,"Hello? Who is dis? I kilt you a couple days ago so who is dis?" The Jamacian accent was so authentic I knew he just used a distant number to trick someone. And he also admitted to saying he killed Tamie. I'm gonna track the number and figure out how to get revenge.

   I called the number agian and waited as the rings ran through my ear,"Hello? Who is dis?" I quickly started tracking the number and as soon as I found the destination Ihung up the phone. I smiled as I wrote down the address, suddenly the house phone rang. I rose off of the bed and got the phone,"Hello?" The voice on the other end sounded very high pitched and sweet,"Hello Mr. Lewis, this is Detective Marge and I believe we found some news you'd like to hear. Please meet us at the police dapartment tomorrow at 9:OO in the morning." I had curiosity floating in my head about this 'news' that I'd like to hear,"Oh well I will be there Detective. See you tommorrow at 9." I hung up the phone and layed in bed with questions bouncing around my database-like brain. My eyes began to find their way to close and I was in a dream once agian. This dream has the young girl laying in the bed with me and she is rubbing my ring finger. As I looked at my hand and hers I seen we both had on wedding bands. I wonder who this mysterious beauty is.

   When I woke up it was 7:3O in the morning I rose out of bed making my way to the shower. After I got out, I slide on something simple and made my way out of the house. When I popped up at the department , nobody was there except two or three detectives. So I walked in with dignity and spoke,"Hello, I'm here for some news that I'd like to hear?" This tall, boney, white guy with a huge nose, walked up to me and spoke,"Marge?" I shook my head up and down and twisted my feet around to release the nervousness in my bones. He lightly gripped my arm,"Right this way Mr. Lewis." I was seated in this brickwalled room with one gray-ish table with similar chairs. The furniture had rust on it, in some areas most than others. Soon after a few minutes, a young lady walked into the room. She sat on the corner of the table closest to me and rested her hands on her knee. As my eyes scoped her body, I began to speak,"Detective Marge?" She smiled and shook her head up and down. Grabbing a seat, she placed the chair on the opposite side of the table I was on,"Now Mr. Lewis, I understand you don't know a lot about what is going on but I gotta tell ya we found something in your girlfriend that you'd not be proud of." I furrowed my eyebrow and crossed my fingers,"And what is that? What did you find?" Silence swept the room and my blood began to boil. Before I was about burst into questioning, she walked to the door,"Follow me." 

   I noticied as we entered this heavy smelling room, that there were people in lab coats, microscopes and many surgical utensials were sitting around. As we stood close to this blanketed figure, I covered my nose to get rid of the smell a little,"What is this?"  Marge signified the labrotory person to lift the blanket, and at that very moment I seen Tamie. I felt tears well up in my eyes and my heart started hurting,"What's tha-that thing you had to tell me about her?" I looked at Marge and tried to avoid to look at my babygirl,"Uhh we found some semen inside of her vaginal cavity. And we found a match for it. The match is a black male, 22 years old, and his name is Ahkeem Wright. We do not have an address or phone number to link him to. We are trying our best to find him Mr. Lewis." I sucked up my tears and began to speak," I-I found a number in her phone last night tracked it down and got an address he was at last night. I'm not sure if that's the correct one to provide you guys with but I wanna help find him."  Marge smiled and spoke softly,"I'm here to help you and I wouldn't mind you joining in on this case sir."