So, I'm writing this thing. I'm not sure if I should continue this, so I would really like reviews and opinions.
A new life
Chapter 1
Ryan is looking outside his kitchen window sipping coffe, for the first time in years he's feeling good. A month ago he finally decided to leave Miami for real.
The Miami lab demanded everything from him, and didn't give him back nothing.
After a particularly bad week, he handled his resignation to Horatio.
He left behind him all his life, to finally begin a new one.
The last thing he would have expected was to find himself in New York, in a horrible, but fortunately clean apartment, with no job and no one in the world who cares about him.
New York is magic in winter, there's a suggestive atmosphere. Ryan is running in Central park, the freezing air makes him feel alive. He's been in town for two weeks, and now he's working as a waiter in a cozy restaurant. After a few days he decided that to begin a new life he also needed a new job. After all, staying away from danger could only be a good thing.
Once finished my morning run, I takes my time in the shower. The hot water relaxes my stiff muscles. Today I have to begin working a little earlier, but at least I'll have the evening free. Not like I usually do anything in the evening.
Now that I think about it, I haven't been on a date in really a lot of time. The last one was probably Natalia.
Another perk of beginning a new life in a new place is that I don't need to hide myself anymore. Now I can date guys without worry about my colleagues' opinions.
Today the restaurant is really at full capacity, probably is for the weather, the cold is even worse than this morning. My feet aches and I can feel a headache approaching.
When even the last client is gone, I help Tom, the cook, cleaning a little the kitchen. Tom is funny; he's what I would call a friend. His only problem is the passion for really bad jokes, that he always feels the need to repeat.
I'm putting away some plates when Tom says: "hey, Ry. Take out the rubbish, ya mind?"
"Yeah, no problem." I reply happily, I really would like some fresh air; maybe it'll help my headache. And it's not like I ever minded working.
The alley behind the restaurant is dark and the rubbish bins are almost completely covered in snow. There's a really cold wind; I should have put on my coat.
I'm about to throw the rubbish when behind a bin I get a glimpse of something very strange.
I move closer, and I curse softly. The last thing I was thinking to find was a corpse.
Tbc…