One shots

Lie to my face (Jessica Jones)

It felt like the car ride lasted for hours even though it only took a few minutes. The car rolled up to the more fancy side of New York and I laughed at the thought of living here. Only the more wealthy could afford to live at such a beautiful street and that was just what one of my clients did. Mr Walker called my office earlier this morning saying he needed my help and that it was urgent. I wasn't sure how urgent it actually was concerning these guys are quite privileged. I knocked on the big - over detail door a few minutes before midnight. Mr Walker opened the door in a blue robe with black flowers on, he held a letter in his shaking hand. He didn't say anything so I walked into the hallway, this hall is bigger then my living room I thought for myself.

"What's the urgent problem Mr Walker?" I asked when I looked around, there were pictures of him and what looked like a younger sister or possibly a daughter on the walls. "Your daughter?" I asked and pointed to the pictures.

"Yes, she's the reason why I need your help" He answered and handed me the letter. 'If you want to see your precious daughter again do exactly as I say or otherwise the princess won't survive for long'.

"Princess, really?" I responded after reading the letter. "What is this? Some cheesy movie?" I continued and gave Mr Walker the letter back.

"Can you help me or not? I'm told you're the best in the business" I didn't answer right away and his patience ran low so he blurted out "I'll pay you anything" to get me to say yes.

"I don't care much for money Mr Walker so you can't buy me. Give me a week and I'll have Trish by your doorstep" I answered and walked outside into the cold, rainy November night. It surly wasn't fun walking home but it gave me time to think over the case. Someone wanted to hurt the Walkers, but why? What did they do to get in this position? I was close to my building when I realized that the person didn't want revenge or hurt them. Mr Walker works in court and I bet that the person who took his daughter wants to escape their punishment and is using Mr Walker to do it.

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I grabbed my camera and went to the most criminal street in New York, if anyone knew anything they would be here. A lot of drug dealers were doing business and small gangs were smoking next to them. I took a few pictures and walked over to one of the guys who sold weed.

"What do you want?" He asked with a raspy voice. He was skinny and had a long brown beard but nothing on his head, he looked at me with red exploded eyes.

"The truth" I said and asked him if he knew anything about Trish Walker.

"Why would I tell you anything? You're just a little bitch!" He laughed without knowing what he was in for. I choked him against the wall and then tossed him on the ground.

"Just tell me now, I'm tired. Uhh who came up with exercise, it sucks!" I told the guy, do you think he listened? He knocked me down with his legs and started to run. "Really?" I got up and ran after him. I jumped on top of the building and over to the next on. For being a smoker he sure as hell can run. I catched up to him and jumped off the building and landed right behind him, it didn't take a lot of effort to take him down. Once again I choked him against the wall.

"Please don't hurt me! I'll tell you anything, I promise!" He begged while trying to get down.

"Someone named Kilgrave has her, he's gifted too. But I don't know where she is, I swear!" I released my hand and walked away. Someone named Kilgrave, really? For a guy who's trying to keep a low profile, Kilgrave seems like a perfect name. I'm one step closer to finding Trish but if the guy was telling the truth, I'm in big trouble.