I went to the nearest coffee shop to finish of my work for the next day. A couple of people came up to me to find out more about the murder, but I couldn't tell them any thing because it was a private infestation. Unfortunately 2 people died the victim and the murder.
Soon after some guards came in and sat down at my table to give me an update. I probably won't be able to get back into my house for a month, because another investigation has opened up.
A little girl was found behind my bins and was freezing cold, starved and frightened. But she is ok now. She said that she was playing football and the football went over the wall behind the bins .When 2 men were fighting tell in the gate and that's all she said.
After about a half a hour I order a coffee to go, just as I was walking hour the door I slipped the coffee spilled every where and my paper work got all mixed up and scattered across the floor. Someone who was walking in the door picked up my sheets and helped me up. He offered to buy me another coffee but I didn't take it.
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Later that night I was in my own thoughts, I was thinking about him the guy I met in the shop when my phone rang. I decided to answer I asked who was speaking "hi my is david" something about his voice sounded familiar. Sorry but you must have the wrong number I don't think I know any david.
"I met you in the shop today you had spilled your coffee."
How did did you get my number I asked . It was on you business card that fell but you didn't see on the ground. Oh um ok and why did you call me? I wanted to ask you if you wanted to come to dinner on Saturday night. Ugh ya sure, where do you want to go? Meet me at the fountain 8 ò clock.
