Hey Everyone! This is actually a grand experiment with writing a story with multiple chapters, and later on, an experiment on writing in first person. I don't mind criticism if it's the constructive kind. Let me know what you think. Please Review!
Prologue, or, Am I lost or found?
The dark haired girl's screams could be heard even through the squad car. Sergeant Gordon winced inwardly as he spoke to the cop who had found the situation. "So what happened here?"
The cop, a regular on the beat, said, "We got an anonymous tip that someone was dead in an alley. We went to check it out and we found the corpse of a white male, blond, about 30, with multiple stab wounds in his abdomen. We found the girl a little ways away, unconscious, covered in blood and holding the knife. We brought her around and found she had a large bump on her head. She couldn't tell us her name or how she came to be in that alley, and she went crazy when we said we would have to take her in for questioning. She became violent and my partner and I restrained her and arrested her." Her screams hit a piercing cry as his partner nodded in the affirmative, agreeing. The bruise on his chin testified to that fact.
"What the *!^# is she screaming?" Gordon's partner, Flass, asked the cop.
The man didn't have to respond; they could hear it for themselves. "I DIDN'T DO IT! I DIDN'T KILL HIM! I DON'T KNOW WHO I AM! PLEEEEASE!!!"
"What a kook," Flass said in disgust.
Gordon shifted his gaze from the twenty-six-or-seven year old girl to the policeman. "Has she got any ID on her?"
"Yeah, a driver's license and some credit cards. We're running them through the system now. The name on them is Tierney Lawson."
Gordon shook his head. "Any ID on who the body is?"
"No. We're working on it."
Gordon shook his head again. The girl screamed again and ebbed into gasping sobs. What a mess, Gordon thought, gazing at the girl with sympathy.