Another old story i had to improve the grammer i sucked at it back then im not brilliant now but oh well enjoy
Lola walked through the dark streets of Santa Barbara carrying grocery bags she turned into yet another street she didn't recognise she squinted at the street sign. It was no good she was lost she had only recently moved here mostly for work, she was a photographer originally from a small neighbourhood in LA. Yes LA was a great place to be a photographer if you wanted to take photographs for a glossy tabloid mags or the latest vitamin drink but Lola didn't, she wanted to take pictures of real things.
A month ago she had been offered a job to take photographs for a local newspaper in Santa Barbara which happened to be her mums hometown. Her mum was constantly telling her about her times there and it sounded great the beach and the tropical weather. Even though she was only 18 they loved her portfolio and offered her the job. Leaving her mum and friends had been hard but this was the right choice for her at least it would be if she could find her apartment building. She rounded another corner and walked straight into a crime scene.
A man was lying perfectly still in a pool of blood she dropped her bags and ran over to him, he wasn't breathing she quickly dialled 911. A few minutes later a police cruiser pulled up followed by a blue car. A tall dark haired detective got of the cruiser his partner a blonde woman followed behind him they stopped as they noticed the blue car
"SPENCER GUSTER! What the hell are you doing here a bald man popped out of the car
"Shawn you promised no blood" he wailed at the over man exiting the car
"Oh come on buddy there's not that much" said the second man. "NO WAY" Lola thought how could he be here she had only ever seen an old Polaroid of him but she was positive it was him.
Let me know if you want part 2