I just finished looking at a crime scene that I assume is associated with the chain of murders in New York City. This victim was a rising up business man, killed by a sniper rifle bullet. No traces, no cameras, and no witness.
I was walking in the busy New York streets. My long black hair with my black beanie resting on top of it was blowing in the night wind. I zipped up my orange jacket slightly. I walked into my apartment complex, walked into the elevator and press onto the third floor. "Hold the door" I heard a woman's voice say, I stuck my arm out of the elevator making it open again.
A young woman with her long blonde hair in a ponytail, wearing a huge brown overcoat that covered everything but a small part of her calves and shoes. She was one of my neighbors, Sabrina. even though i've known her for a while i still get shy around her.
She looked at me "Another long night Edd?" She asked me.
I nodded and blushed "Yeah and what about you?" i stuttered as I looked at my watch and it was midnight.
"I've told you this a million times Edd, I have night school" she smiled.
"Well you better watch yourself when you're out because there was another murder" I said.
She groaned as the elevator dinged and opened up. Sabrina walked out first with me following behind her. We walked five doors down the hallway till Sabrina stopped and unlocked the door "Have a nice night or morning Edd" she said as she walked in and closed the door behind her.
I walked to the door next to her apartment and unlocked the door and walked in. My apartment was small but cozy with small living room that had a small TV, two seated couch that I used for naps, and a small coffee table. It also had a bedroom with a small bathroom attached to it and a kitchen, which I barely used because I either ate out or Sabrina invited me to her apartment.
I took off my jacket, put it on the coat hanger, took off my shoes, and lay on the couch. I then remembered my case, the victims are too different.
They all had different social status and careers, like one was a homeless man and another was a rookie politician.
I sighed "This could possibly be my hardest case yet" I muttered to myself as I drifted to sleep.
I was in a cafe that I occasionally went to and sitting in my normal seat next to the wall.
The cafe is empty until a woman that looked like she twenties with long auburn wearing a white blouse, red jacket over her blouse, and some jeans walks in and sits next to the window.
She looks at me and gives me a cheerful smile before the glass behind her shatters and she falls lifelessly onto the floor with a sniper rifle bullet in the back of her head and small pieces of glass in her hair.
I shot up from the shock of the dream, drenched in sweat. "What the the lord's name kind of dream was that?" I whispered to myself. I get up and decide to take a shower.
As I dry off I hear a knock on the door. I quickly threw on a pair of boxers, purple shorts, and a baggy orange t-shirt. I through the peephole "Who is it?" I ask.
"It's Nolan, we have a new victim" a male voice said.
I unlocked my door "Come on in" I grabbed one of my barstools and sat it near the counter. Nolan was of my colleagues, he was thirties. He walked into my apartment and shut the door behind him. His brown hair was hidden under his New York Yankees baseball cap. He wore a trench coat, green under shirt and jeans. Nolan put a file on my counter and sat on the barstool.
I opened the file "A local college professor killed by a bullet that belongs to a pistol and yet again there were no witnesses or cameras" Nolan said while I read the file.
"Cant these murders just give me a break or at least a lead" I sighed.
Nolan chuckled "because were not that lucky"
"You got a point there" I said then hear more knocks on the door. "Come in" I groan as I look into the file again.
I hear the door open and close. "Hey Nolan, I didn't know you were here." it was Sabrina.
Nolan smiled "I was just about to tell Edd that there is an important meeting at the agency at one."
He got up and walked out of the apartment and shut the door behind him. Sabrina looked at means sat down on the barstool.
I looked at my clock "it's ten so I got three hours left" I sighed.
"Another murder?" Sabrina asked concerned looking at the file.
I nod and sighed "The meeting is probably going to be about teaming me up with some other detectives."
"Well if they do then show them whose boss" she pumps her fist up in the air.
I chuckled "So, why did you come over?" I asked her.
She looks at me and gives me a devious smile "Well, I'm bored and you have been stressed, so I was thinking of a little walk in the park."
