Hey guys! So I actually think this story will be successful so I'm putting some more time into it. I'm actually really excited to continue this so hopefully updates will be more constant. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, followed and favorited (is that even a word?) so far, it makes me so happy :D
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story, just the plot.
The minute I got home from the police station, I was already at work. Those damn officers were of no help, they had not one bit of information to give me. I was practically starting from scratch. The only thing I knew was that this guy was a thief. But there were probably millions of thieves just here in New York, unfortunate as it is.
So, I decided to start with the most recent robbery which according to this morning's New York Times, occured yesterday morning at the Goldman Sachs bank here in New York City. So, naturally I headed on over there to hear a personal account on the story from the victims themselves.
When I arrived and told them what I was there for I was immediately taken to Alfred Jones, the same director who had been back at the police department with me. I hadn't had a chance to speak with him there so I was anxious to hear what had happened according to him.
As I entered his office I was a little taken by surprise. The room itself was average in size, definitely suited for director of a major bank. But I thought it looked more like a fast food restaurant with all the empty soda cans and half eaten hamburgers strewn around. I glanced back at the man who led me there, surprisingly he had a striking resemblance to Alfred, maybe they were related.
"Are you sure you haven't accidentally led me to the breakroom?" I asked jokingly.
He gave a small laugh. "No, this is actually his office. Make yourself comfortable, he should be hear any minute."
I glanced at the messy room and turned back towards the man to ask him something but he had disappeared. I didn't even hear him walk away. Strange, I thought as I entered the office. I scanned the room for a place to sit but it appeared that all the chairs were covered in garbage. But there was one chair in the corner that was spared from the leftovers of Alfred's breakfasts, lunches and dinners for what seemed like the past week or so.
I sat down and tried to make myself comfortable but as much as some people like to think, I'm actually quite a neat freak. I continued sitting there, trying to hold in my disgust as I watched the clock impatiently. Finally, when I couldn't wait anymore, Alfred walked in. I frowned slightly as I saw the McDonald's bag in his hand but I quickly put a smile back on my face as he turned to greet me.
"Hey, I can't believe you actually came here. Did the police really tell you to come?"
I looked at him with confusion as he pushed aside a bag of stale french fries and placed his fresh food down on the desk. "No, I came on my own."
He plopped down in his chair and laughed. "Aww man, I thought they finally got some faith in me." He smiled back at me but frowned when he saw my still puzzled expression. "You see, they don't really think I'm capable of handling this stuff so whenever the bank has a case like this they never come to hear my opinion."
I smiled slightly as I slowly came to understand. "Well, I don't really agree with the tactics of the police. I kind of like to do my own thing."
"Yeah, that's totally cool dude." He said as he put his feet up on the desk. "I always thought those cops were a bit nutty. It's a good thing you're taking over the case because they're totally not capable of this."
"Right, thanks." Let's just say that my work doesn't often get complimented. "So, about the robbery yesterday."
"Oh, yeah. I forgot that's why you were hear." He laughed as he popped a french fry into his mouth. As much as this guy was starting to annoy me I couldn't help taking a liking to him. He had this friendly sort of vibe that pushed away all negativity towards him. I guess I can also be annoying sometimes so it's not really my place to say that.
"Well then, let me just ask you a few questions." I said as I pulled out my red notebook. It was my special notebook as it held the information of all my past cases in it. I was currently working on a scrapbook of all my cases so this one would just be another one to add to it.
I opened to a fresh page as I wondered where this new case would lead me. I couldn't help but think that somehow this case would surprise me with something I wasn't expecting. Something new and exciting that I had never dealt with before.
"So, where exactly were you when this happened?"
He thought for a minute as he chewed loudly on his food. "I think I was just walking into the building. Yeah, I remember, I had ran out to grab some lunch from a Subway down the street, it's a really good place, much better than that other one-"
"Alfred, you were in the building." This guy's attention span was getting on my nerves, but I guess I tend to do the same sometimes. We definitely had some common personality traits, but do I really come off like this?
"Right, so I was coming into the building, and all of a sudden the alarm goes off. So I ran as fast as I could to find my boss, you know, the manager dude, and he's standing by the vault and it's empty!"
Typical bank robbery, I thought dully to myself. I was kind of hoping for something more exciting. "So, I'm assuming you checked the security cameras?"
Alfred rolled his eyes. "Of course we did."
"And what did the guy look like?"
I held my pencil in place, ready to jot down his answer but he didn't say anything. I looked up from my notebook to meet his bewildered expression.
"What do you mean 'what did he look like?" He said. "There was never anyone in the camera."
"What?"
Don't worry, Norway will make his appearance very soon, just be patient because there's gonna be a little build up.
I hope I'm portraying the characters correctly, I'm afraid I might have exaggerated a bit with America, so if you feel someone's out of character, I guess you could let me know, but be nice about it, it can be hard sometimes :)
I know a lot of people portray Denmark as a slob but I tend to think he's more of a neat and organized person. I mean, just look at how eco-friendly his country is.
Uh, I think that's it for now. Don't forget to leave a review if you can, I'd really appreciate it. Tusind tak! :D
