Crazy Town

First Date

After reading a few more basic bits of information about people in this town I go back over to Oliver, I lean on the back of his computer chair and stare at his computer screen. There's a virtual house, well a mansion, it's more of a blue print. 'This is a blueprint of the basic design of James Andrews' house' Oliver explains, as he clicks on several icons on screen. 

'Why do you have this?' I raise an eyebrow, should I even be surprised anymore? 

'I have a blue print of every one's home' he states, as if it's normal, 'I also have a blue print of the hospital where the old people are being killed, it helps me better understand people'

'Okay, well that might come in useful' I nod slowly.

After a few more clicks on his computer a basement is added to the blue print of James Andrews' house. 'I never knew he had a basement, this is valuable information, do you think the blue print looks accurate of the different rooms in his house?' Oliver asks.

I shrug, 'I didn't really look around but from what I can tell, the kitchen and his office and living room are in the right place' 

'I went to a lot of trouble of labelling the rooms, he has tight security, but binoculars help' he explains, I shake my head. 

'So, you've done all of this research but are you any closer to figuring out who the murderer is?' I ask. 

He sighs sadly and shakes his head, 'Not really, once you start looking into people a lot of them start to become suspicious. Logan Fisher seems like an obvious suspect but he lacks a motive, gangs tend to kill other gangs or younger people, not old people in a hospital... there are a few other people who may have a motive but they are either not at the scene at the time of the murder or they don't appear to be people who are capable of murder, more just grandchildren who aren't on good terms with their grandparents in the hospital... James Andrews is definitely a suspect, he is very secretive and as much as I have tried to do in depth research on him it's impossible, there are no records of him from before he started his company, there's basic information about what school he went to but there absolutely no records on his family or who they are, but even though he may be a suspect, he has never been seen at the murder scene' 

'Last time there was a murder, him and I were out of town' I tell him, he nods. 

'Exactly, he's either in his office, at home or out of town when a murder occurs so it's impossible for him to be in two places at once' Oliver frowns, I nod in agreement.

'Whoever's carrying out these murders... they're definitely very good at covering their tracks' I state.

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It was now late afternoon, I had spent basically the whole day with Oliver, reading through files and trying to find new information about people. It was fun and I look forward to working on this case with him, I'm hoping we can crack it by ourselves. I step out of my shower and wrap myself up in my bath robe, I apply my skincare routine before blow drying my hair. 

A knock on my front door downstairs startles me, it's six pm, is that Oliver again? Forgetting that I'm in my bathrobe I hurry down the stairs to answer the door, maybe he's found out something new. I pull open my front door and my eyes widen, 'M-Mr Andrews?' I ask.

He stands there in a dark designer suit, his hair styled in it's usual way, he looks me up and down before a small smirk tugs at the corner of his lips. That's when I remember that I'm in nothing but a bathrobe, a deep blush heats up my cheeks as I bite down on my bottom lip... this is so embarrassing, if Allison was here she would be dying of laughter right now. 'Hello beautiful' his deep voice only darkens the blush on my cheeks. He holds up a designer bag that I've just noticed he has been holding, 'Put this on, I'm taking you somewhere'.