"Well, here's your last one Miss Gwendolyn."
"Thank you Mr. ... ummm...,"
"Renard."
"Thank you Mr. Renard. And please. Call me Gwen."
"Alright well let me know if you need anything else Miss Gwen."
"I will. Thank You."
Mr. Renard just helped me move in my last box. I'm new to this police station. I used to be a lawyer in Amity, but I was kicked out of the agency. My boss said that I got to close with my clients. Whatever that means. I really needed some money so I took the first job that was offered to me. Unfortunately it was a career as a police sergeant. All I get to do is supervise the lower level police and help criminal investigators. I mean, I guess it's better than being a plumber or worse, a babysitter. Ugh I hate kids. Well I better get to unpacking these boxes.
I place the picture of my puppy, Klepto, at the top of my desk. I miss him. He's at my sister's house but I'll pick him up again when my house is fixed up. I also put a box of kleenex, a stapler, sticky notes, a pen and a notepad on my desk. I put important paperwork in my top and middle desk drawers. Lastly, I put a pair of binoculars in the bottom drawer.
Mr. Renard told me to come to his office when I was finished unpacking. I open my office door and leave it wide open behind me. I don't even think of closing it. Actually, my brain isn't even thinking at all. The only things that are working right now are my eyes. The only thing that I see is a beautiful, handsome man. I don't remember seeing him when I first walked in. He has fluffy black hair and foggy blue eyes. He has gleaming white teeth and a great smile. He has a little bit of stubble on his chin and he is very muscular. I start to walk over to him to introduce myself when I hear my name.
"Gwen! Gwendolyn!" I snap out of my daze and whip my head around. It's Captain Renard.
"My office is this way, Miss Gwendolyn." he says. His face is expressionless.
"Oh, yes sorry. I lost my train of thought for a second there." I can feel my neck and cheeks start to burn. I'm sure that I am already red from embarrassment.
"That's alright. Just follow me." He leads me down the hall and then opens a door to my right. I walk in to find a neat little room with a desk and chair towards the back. Behind it there are windows with blinds that have been pulled down. At the front of the room there is a window that shows the lobby. There he is again. The man that I couldn't take my eyes off of just a few moments ago.
"Please sit down." Captain Renard says, breaking my daze for a second time. I walk in front of his desk and take a seat.
"Now you will be working with detectives Nick and Hank at different crime scenes. You and Sergeant Wu will alternate crime scenes. When you get there, write down any information that you receive. After the detectives are done investigating, you will report back to the police station. You will use the information that you gathered and get any files that are connected in any way, and may help with the investigation."
"What are in the files?" I blurt out. I didn't want to interrupt him but my curiosity got the better of me.
"Everything you'll ever need to know about anything, anyplace, or anyone." He says. His face is still expressionless.
"Well, that's just about it."
"Ok thanks umm Renard." I smile and get up to walk out of his office. Captain Renard walks around his desk at the same time and my hand brushes his. He grabs my arm gently and pulls me toward him. He delicately puts his hand on my cheek and tilts my head so that I'm looking at him. His eyes sparkle and his pupils are greatly dilated but I can't tell why.
"Call me Sean." This time, he was actually showing emotion. He looked caring and affectionate. Then suddenly, he grabbed my hand. He lifted it up and softly kissed the back of it.
"See you around, Gwen." Then he walked out of the door and left me alone in his office. I want to sneak around his office for somthing that might tell me about his attitude, but I don't think I have the energy. It's been a long day. It's time to go home.
I turn onto Lovejoy Street and then pull into my driveway. I look first up at my house, gray and two stories high with white siding and a unique shape. Then I look to the other houses. They're all so beautiful. This city has good potential. A great life awaits me here.
