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Waking up in the backseat of a cab with only a bag and a business card in hand. But not being able to remember anything about myself, not even being able to remeber my name is weird. I slowly start to sit up, as my head throbs. I touch my hand to my head. I look around and try to figure out what happened. I see a huge truck and two men arguing around me. I look down at the business card that I'm clutching with an iron grip. The adress says 1433 Trinity Street.
"Who am I?" I ask out loud.
I look at what I'm wearing. I'm in a dark navy blue business suit. The skirt is a little shorter for my taste. But it fits me like a glove. When a man comes up to the side of the door. I jump.
"Ma'am? Are you okay? I'm so sorry about this. A truck came out of nowhere and hit the side of the cab! Do you need me to take you to the hospital? The cab driver looks at me curiously.
"No, umm what street are we on?"
"Taverene Street. You wanted me to take you to Trinity street. Its just this block down." He says pointing across the street to the right.
The sounds of police sirens come from all around. I start to panic. I don't know why but I have this strange feeling that I can't talk to the police right now. The cabbie walks away. I get out the car and run across the street. I look down the card. Its to an private investigator. When I get to the stoop. I take a deep breath. I turn the knob and walk in the office of Edward Cullen, private investigator.
A/N:
I hope you like the first of a three part series. The Investigator, The Cop and The Law.
Please just read the rest of my first story ever and if you like this one you want be disappointed in the rest of the stories.
When I get done with this story and you like it, I'll start writing the next series.