The rain was having little affect on my mood. My birthday party was rained out which was not a bad thing. I took a look at my desk the youngest pi in the business that was the best he could say about this set of events that were started by one Bryce Larkin.

The door to my office opened a modicum my secretary Miss Anna Woo pooped her pretty little around the door. "MR bartowski I have done the filing you asked."

I look up from my desk and smile "thank you Miss woo you can take the rest of the night off." "Thank you sir oh happy birthday" she throws me a copy of the latest Flash Gordon comic. I smile "Thank you Anna". "Don't stay up to late chuck"

Anna walked out shutting the door behind her. I open my desk reviling a faded picture of me and Jill Roberts at the Burbank police academy. A faint smile touches my lips as I see my old flame smiling back at me. The rain is battering down on the windows of my Burbank office the only thing lighting my office is a desk lamp and the Headlamps of passing cars.

I look at the picture what could have gone so wrong with me and Bryce.

A box drew my attention once more it had arrived in the post with a letter for Chuck Bartwski the writing was unmistakably Bryce Larkin's.

I opened the box expecting to find a picture of Jill and Bryce at there own wedding with the words wish you were here in unmistakable Larkin scrawl.

What I found was a mini film projector worth more than 900 dollars.

I took the projector out of the box and placed it on a high stool and closed the blinds and set up a place to screen the film.

I started the film as I sat on the couch.

For some reason I could not take my eyes off the screen images after images.

I involuntarily stood up I could not tare my eyes from the screen.

Time seemed to fly by I must have fallen asleep. It was at least 2 hours later.

Around close up time I opened the blinds then looked at the projector the film was a mess on the stool. I smiled thank you for the projector Bryce.

I saw the passing headlight of a car slow then stop I looked out through my blinds discreetly. A black car pulled up and a person got out wearing a trench coat and a wide brimmed hat. What shit have you gotten me in to now Bryce. I hear the foot steps come up the stairs. Open my desk draw and get out my ex police issue revolver.

I turn the chair around so that the back is facing the door and hide behind the filling cabinet. Which is in my secretary's office. I hear some one at my door and some scratching vigorously and a click. Ok that is new a thug usually brakes the glass. I will have to put a rose on the mans grave he would save me from having a new door.

The door swings open and a person in a brown trench coat walks in and up to me door. That is far enough I think. The person slowly turns around as the put there hand up it is a dame. I show her I have a piece. The dame has blond hair and looks a million dollars. She wares that trench coat like it is a evening dress "Are you Chuck Bartowski P.I" .She speaks like a angle is singing, but I have had problems with dames like her so I decide to play it cool. "what is it to you? , and don't you know sneaking in to a mans office is a easy way to get a slug in your head." There is a faint smile on her lips but I could not see what was remotely funny about the situation.

"I am looking for him because I was told to by my boyfriend he said if anything ever happens to him contact chuck first so here i am." She does not look scared like most dames by the piece she must have a ruff boyfriend. "I am chuck so who are you and who sent you here." "Can we do this in your office" she says with a small smile.

"Ok" I put the piece back in my pocket and she walks in to my office I turn on another light and sit at my desk chair. She sit in front of me and gets out a cigarette. I get out my trusty lighter and light her cigarette. She smiles thank you she takes a inhale and smoothly exhales slowly her ruby red lips have me enticed.

"My name is Sarah Walker and I think my boyfriend is I great danger."

Finally we are getting somewhere this is going to be one of those cases weare the boyfriend is just cheating on her. I always fell bad taking these kind of cases on I know they just get heart broken. I epically fell sorry for this dame she looks like she would be hard to give up.

My boyfriend gave me a call saying that he is going a way for a wile and if I did not hear from him in 5 days exactly then I should contact you. "I see what is yrou boyfriends name ?" she takes a long drag from the cigarette and blows out slowly and with a soft breath. Bryce Larkin is his name. Oh I thought this dame was going to be trouble but I did not realise this much. This was going to be one interesting case that is certain

( I hoped you liked this idea I had and if you want chuck to take the case review and he will not take the case if there are no reviews he wont and there will be no charish and then sarah will be after you would not want that would you.)