Justice for Julie

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

                I looked around my room, small bad with wrinkled sheets and shoes covering the floor. Two posters hung miserably on my wall. One Eminem and one Justin Bieber across from each other glaring at each other like they hated each other because let's be honest they probably do. A few books lay on my single shelf and my drawn in my old fashion dresser is cracked open and I can see the few outfits I own and in my tiny closet hangs one black dress for church and s few nice shirts for school. I had barley anything. How did I manage to pay for university? Oh yeah that's right scholarship for technology. I was great at tech and worked all my life for a scholarship in that which I eventually got. Then I decided to use my scholarship worthy talent for something useful, Justice. It was midnight and past curfew at the apartments but I snuck into the lobby and hacked one of the lobby computers easily.

                I had the viewing of the security camera from the day of the shooting up in less than 10 minutes. I watched it over and over. To my dismay the video that would have caught his face had been disconnected, probably by him.

                I looked around the lobby for some clues. Gasping, I saw something on the ground, a hair. I ran upstairs to my bathroom and rummaged through the drawers. I found a pair of tweezers and some bags. Grunting, I used the tweezers to pick up the hair and carefully place it in the bag once I got back downstairs to the lobby.

                Then something from the corner caught my eye. A bullet was on the ground. It was the bullet that killed my sister. I picked it up with the tweezers and placed it into another bag. I scanned the room for evidence then jerked my head towards the noise of men talking. I shut down the computer and slipped back upstairs and into my room without anyone ever knowing I was there.