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OK...so i had this idea of Bella and how she is grown up. this really just started off as an idea that i had sitting in my room and i love to write. love it. so please read and review.
Chapter one
Phone Call
"Detective Swan, there's a call for you on line one. A Laura Richardson."
I sighed and sat up at my desk. Lately we haven't been as busy at Northport police department. The calls that came in during the winter time of the year were usually something that was taken care of by the local police instead of us.
"Thanks Holly. I think I got it from here."
I picked up the phone.
"Detective Swan." I said monotonously.
"Yes, I need someone to come down here to my house. I think my husband is dead."
You don't sound so concerned. Happy, almost.
"Did you call the police? Maybe an ambulance or something?"
She didn't answer.
"Hello? Laura?" I asked, alarmed at the sudden silence.
"Yes?" her voice a whisper.
"I need information to find you house okay?"
"I live at 355 Pulaski drive. The only house. There are no other neighbors, so it shouldn't be hard to find."
"I'll be there."
"Thank you."
I hung up the phone and grabbed my leather jacket and scarf.
"Holly, I will be back in about an hour. Take any messages for me and be sure to get the names. Just do what you are here to do."
Holly smiled and nodded her head enthusiastically.
I sighed.
I had to get the secretary with the IQ of a rock. She is a good help though.
I walked down the stairs, out of the office and into the freezing cold. Winters in New York were no joke.
I got into my car and began driving to the address Laura gave me.
Going deeper into the forests, carefully driving through the icy winding roads, I realized how true her statement was.
There were few houses, growing farther apart but bigger in size. Trees lines the sides of the street and made so if my car veered of the road, the only thing I could do would hit one.
And that's exactly what I did when I saw a man standing in the middle of the road. He came out of nowhere and didn't make a move to get out of my way.
I only remembered my head slamming into the steering wheel and then felt the blood trickling down my forehead.
Suddenly, I was immersed in darkness, not knowing whether I was going to live or die.
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