〝he sighed, not speaking, and after some time, i heard his breathing slow down to a regular pace, and i couldn't tell if he was asleep. "mitch?" i said. he didn't answer, so i assumed he was. "i don't hate you," i whispered, then looked up to the pitch dark ceiling. "i think i might actually hold a big liking for you." 〞
mitch grassi can freeze time, and he wants to know what a snowflake looks like before it melts, so he does what he can do; freeze time. unfortunately, he didn't focus on the snowflake and rather on the blond stranger roaming the los angeles streets, bumping into somebody that was completely still and muttering a string of words mitch couldn't comprehend.
[completed scomiche short story]
Book One in the Finder's, Keepers Series. COMPLETED.
An anonymous tip led Detective Scott Hoying and his team to a warehouse full of hundreds of pictures of New York residents. What happens when Scott is assigned to watch over Mitch Grassi, an unsuspecting victim of a stalker?
Originally posted in my one-shot book (Scomiche One-Shots) under the title Detective.
Any musical references belong to their rightful owners.
RATED R
There will be sexual content, abduction, mentions of death and dead bodies, and other mature topics. Could be scary or triggering to some. Please only read if you are above the age of eighteen.