Money, girls, alcohol, travel abroad, wild party. Such is the life of New York's bussinesman like me. My name is James Aubrey and I am young rich bussinesman, who walked at the end on steps of his father-criminal. I do not have such a strands as he did, I not. I became rich when I built family bussines on my feet (I improved it). I live in New York City between Lincoln's tunnel and Warren Gate Power Plant. I am not playboy. If I was playboy, I would have gone one way after another and I would have a lot of mistresses. A person like one of the Wall Street wolves will experience a lot.
Most rich New York's businessman will be soon in retirement and I am between them a little boy who can not handle money.
It all went wrong one day. I just rode a wild party full of everything in my mansion. Music, alcohol and sex. There were a lot of young women who wanted to love with me. I just drank a bottle of beer when I got an unpleaseant feeling. I was gallantly dressed about a single man with tie who lost himself about the people. I was wearing a tie with red stripes and black suit suitable for celebration. It was a wild party, I woke up in the morning with a hangover. I went back to normal, I washed myself. When I changed my clothes, in the glass I noticed I have circles under my eyes. In live I've learned a lot in my life. Inheriting my dad's bussiness was one of the most crazy decisions in my life. I was dressed in black with a red tie. I wanted go to work by car. I just wanted to pull the keys out when I heard the steps and someone called.
"Stand still! FBI! Special agent Rodriguéz and special agent Foster!"
I saw men dressed as federalists, aiming at me with a pistol about 9 mm caliber. I did not plan to be arrested in the mmorning.
Oh shit. I said to myself.
One puts handcuffs on my hands and they said: "You will be on a trip to DC to explain something to us boy."
I was confused. First agent had dark skin and second had white skin. I was confused... nothing, nothing, I didn't nothing. I didn't steal anything, I didn't kill anyone.
After road to DC, I ended in the building of Federal bureau of investigation in the interrogation room. Interrogation room had black walls and double sided glass. In the room walked agent with white skin and black hair, he looks like he is 40 years old.
In his right hand holding the folder before he closed the door and sat in a chair, he introduced.
"Special agent Seeley Booth, mr. Aubrey. Do you understand how in big trouble you are?" he said
"What happened? I didn't know anything agent Booth." I said
He opened the folder, showed me the photos and said: "Do you know this man? I know you gallant wolves from the Wall Street are great secretaries and criminals. "
Man on the photo had white skin, brown eyes and hair.
"Rick Green" I said
He showed me another photos after which I lost my taste for the lunch. There was a dead body, skeleton and vital organs.
"I-I didn't kill anyone, I swear. Were friends not competitors ." I said
"The body was found in DC and I learned from analysis, your fingerprints were found here. You was in the DC before month, at the time of death." agent Booth said
WHAT!? I didn't kill him. It's error. Someone tried to put it down on me.
"You better said it now, my partner Bones will soon find it out." he said
Bones? What the hell is the fool name?
He stood and said I have a lot of time to confession this murder. Maybe hour I sat in the interrogation room, I was bored. I hour sat playes with coin. and heard someone argued, maybe one of their squints and then to the room went. I saw angel: Her hair was red like sunsets at the sunset, blue eyes like sea and beautiful face. I fell in love. My mouth fell down. She sat down at me, grabbed my hand and told me: "Do not be afraid, they are wrong. You are nice, sympathetic and definitely innocent and I am at your side."
That I am so sympathetic to her, that she wants to flirt with me?
"James Aubrey." I introduced
"Jessica Warren, I am squint in the Jeffersonian Institute." she introduced to me
"Beautiful name." I replied
"Thanks." she said, she did not expect a flattery for me. She was only one at my side.
Chemistry between us began fly at air. I felt I love her. I want to kiss her, love with her at the bed, to be just and only with her.
To think of this I do not have time otherwise I'm wrong in the state prison, dead with poison in the body.
But what now!? What now!? How do I get from this problem!?