Friday February 8, 1861
No ones POV
"You have a very promising backround" a male voice said,"British ancestors, a father who has experience in politics, and you have a degree at Harvard as well?
"Indeed," another voice responded.
"Well I think President Lincoln would love to have your help Mr. Smith, we'll give you our final answer by Sunday"
"Very good, thank you sir."
Mr Smiths POV
Well that went better than expected, but now you might have a very stressful job... what have you gotten yourself into Angus.
"Mr Smith!" a womens voice cried out.
"What is it Josephine," Angus replied.
"Somebodies robbing my parents." the girl said, now sobbing.
"Alright, where are they.''
"There in the hou-"
Before she could even finish her sentence he was gone.
CRASH!
The door fell down with a bang, and inside Angus could make out 3 figures, one was standing up and the other two were crouching down.
Once his eyes adjusted to the dark room he saw the man that was standing up had a knife.
"You!" Angus called out, " give them back there money."
The man took of running, and with that the chase was on...
The man had a fairly large head start and Angus knew it, he could just barely see the man running in the crowded street.
I need to get on to the roof, Angus thought, If i can i might be able to catch up with him.
Taking a second to look around at the buildings around him he found a area where he could climb up. He walked up to a patch on one of the buildings walls that had a few bricks sticking out. It took little effort to get to the roof and he was there very quickly.
Now, where are you.
Angus looked down into the crowded streets, but much to his dismay he couldn't find the thief in the massive crowd of people. He thought for a second and then closed his eyes and focused. When he opened them he instantly found the man running in the street.
"There you are"...
And there we have it, Ch. 1! Please tell me what you think, and give me some feedback and reviews. Thanks for reading and see you soon!