CHAPTER TWO

"Uuuungg" I awoke lazily and took a look around to get my bearings. I was in a pasty green brick room with no windows and only one door. I looked down to find myself sitting in a hard metal chair my hands were covered in sweat and shaking, hard. Under my breath I chuckled a half smile reaching my lips as the days events came flooding back into my brain. I knew exactly where I was, the downtown Fairbanks police station. I looked up at the giant one way mirror my smile completing itself I hoped that that idiot cop was standing right on the other side holding his broken nose. "Yep that's what 10,000 volts will do to you, the shakes I mean. your shakin' like a Chihuahua in a blizzard if you haven't noticed yet ." I took a deep breath and closed my eyes my small tremors subsided. Looking up I finally caught a glimpse of the man sitting across from me. He had pulled the chair around and was sitting with the back of it facing me to support his girth. These cops need to cut back on the second helpings. I thought to my self . "You need to work on that temper of yours." his talking revealed his coffee stained teeth. "you assaulted an officer at the scene of a suicide. that's a serious charge. Now I understand that you were pretty close to the victim?"

"Her name was Laurie" I mumbled half in shock at the memory.

"Yes well do you have any idea why this young girl would do this to herself?"

My blood thundered in my ears as I tried to suppress my self " The last cop that asked me that ended up with a broken nose you know."

"Okay touchy subject we'll let that go for now."

"Thank you" I said as politely as one can through clenched teeth.

"now" he said rifling through the papers he had brought with him. "it says here that you claimed to have seen a man up on the roof of the church with her before she jumped."

"yes I did and I was under the impression that he was one of yours." I said more as a statement of defiance than a question

"No he wasn't" the police man suddenly looked very grave as if he were pondering something. "Actually that's why your down here"

"What I thought it was because I hit that cop!"

"No no your mom came down earlier and made a very persuasive case as to why we wouldn't want to prosecute you for that, something about emotional turmoil causing unintentional reactions, anyway your off the hook for that one, lucky huh?"

Luck had nothing to do with it, that is just what happens when your mom is the most successful lawyer in Fairbanks she is going to be pissed I thought "Oh yeah that reminds me" his lower lip stuck out thoughtfully "your mom said that you need to pick up some milk and parsley on your way home. Did you manage to get a good look at the suspect?" I stuttered for a moment at the absurd snap back to our original topic of conversation, remembering I was in an interrogation room "Umm" I said the words not wanting to form themselves as I tried to remember "I was far away and so I didn't get a really good look but he had dark hair and was very tall I'd say around 6' 8" he was dressed all in black that's all I could see."

"Well thank you if you remember any thing else here is my card" he removed himself from the chair and handed me a small white business card with the police emblem of Fairbanks emblazoned on it.

"So I'm free to go?" I asked not yet standing from my chair.

"The exit is out front and remember call me if anything comes up." But I was already up and out of my seat before he could say anymore. I needed to get my shopping done so that my mom wouldn't flip. As I exited the station I tried to forget the one other detail that I had failed to mention for fear of sounding crazy in the middle of the days events. It could have just been my eyes playing tricks on me but I swear that that man on the roof was sparkling…. I immediately passed it off as nothing more than a figment caused by the stress of the day warping my memories. Parsley and milk parsley and milk….

To be continued