Chapter 1
This was Dante's favorite part of the day, going home. Being a private eye wasn't an easy job. It was, but sitting in an office was not fun. He was alone most of the time. He wished he had some company, but that would be hard. All he was concerned about was getting home.
He walked into one bedroom apartment, closed the door with his foot, threw his stuff down and hopped in his recliner. It was good to be home. He decieded to check his messages, the button was blinking