Chapter One
*Crash*
'It wasn't me' chorused two voices up the stairs. I sighed heavily. So much for a peaceful day to try and finish these stupid things.
Before we go much further, I suppose I should tell you about me. I'm Bethany Williams but you can call me Beth. I'm 32 and I have two gorgeous girls. Unfortunately they're both troublemakers and,I have a feeling, about to go over to Uncle Steve's for punishment.
My husband is working and I get to juggle two girls as well as my reports. The last time I saw the children, they were watching 'Barney' on the laptop.
'Mommy?' came a small voice from downstairs. I sighed again and got up from my desk to sort out whatever mess had happened now. When I got down the stairs, I was not expecting the mess in front of me. Glass was shattered everywhere in the kitchen and shards had scattered into the hall.
'Told you it wasn't us' came two voices from behind me. I turned slowly and calmly asked the children what happened. The younger one, Izzy, simply shrugged her shoulders so I turned and looked at her older sister, Jess.
'Wellll... We were watching 'Barney' and being good like you asked when suddenly, a big crash made us jump. It came from the kitchen.' blabbered Jess while she made wild gestures with her hands to emphasis her story.
'Stay here' I instructed them and went in search of answers. When I got to the kitchen, I found out what had created the big crash. My back window was shattered and a large rock was sitting in the middle of this room. Attached to it, was a note stuck to it with an elastic band which said:
WATCH YOUR BACK DETECTIVE!
I felt a shiver run down my spine. I should probably mention that I'm a detective in Hawaii. I'm part of the Governor's task force 5-0. My husband is also on the force. His name is Danny Williams. I'm not entirely certain who this is for. First things first is to get the girls somewhere safe. I pulled my phone out and dialled the only other person who wasn't working today, Chin Ho Kelly.
'Hello?'
'Chin we got a problem' I said quickly.
