Hella my munchkins! Hehe. So here is the second chapter! Yay. Anyway I hop u guys lik it...yah. I wAnT tO sUcK uR bLoOd! Just read. I mean you don't have to if u don't want to but I would appreciate it if u read. And if u reviewed and...other stuff. Just ignore me...
Ally slammed her fists on the rattly old wooden desk." I can't believe he got away!" She growled and started to pace the room furiously. Dallas chuckled and learned back in the leather chair. He lit his cigar and put it in his mouth letting it twirl between his teeth.
"Its your own fault Miss Dawson." He said around his cigar in his usual raspy voice. He reached for a glass of scotch but Ally slapped his hand away." Don't smoke in my office." She snapped.
Dallas chuckled." Feisty." He commented removing the fat cigar from his mouth with one last puff before tossing it into the trash. Ally sat at her desk and rummaged through her file cabinet.
"There's nothing in his file!" She practically growled tapping the blank piece of paper in her hand. Dallas shrugged and leaned farther back in his chair." Go find him." He said simply. Ally's mouth flew open.
"How on earth am I supposed to find him!" She said struggling to keep her voice down. Dallas's face turned serious." I don't know but you will find him." He demanded and stood. He walked over to the door , his hand on the nob." Oh and one more thing. I don't want anymore deaths or your fired." And with that he left.
Ally raked a hand through her hair in frustration. She glanced at her cluttered desk before huffing and walking over to her wardrobe were she kept her on the job outfits. She looked through it before finally finding a casual outfit which made her look normal.
It consisted of a big peachy sweater and skin tight jeans. She slipped them on and she looked at the mirror. She swept her brown curls into a high pony and put on the slightest bit of natural makeup on her pale skin.
Her coffee bean colored eyes didn't twinkle even though she was told many times that they did. Eyes don't twinkle. Its a simple concept. With one last glance around her room she headed out of her office.
She walked down the narrow corridor and out of the police station. Dallas winked at her before she left and Ally resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Dallas could be mean and serious and other times extremely flirty. He had asked her out numerous times but she always refused. She always told him it was because they worked together and also because she couldn't focus on a boyfriend at the moment but it was mostly just because she would never date Dallas. But the other reasons do apply.
She had never really been one for team members or friends when she was on the job. She was a lone wolf and liked it that way. She knew she didn't need anyone and that they would only get in her way and waste her time. She didn't waste time.
Although she did have a friend in the police department. Her name is Trish and she is so spunky and epic you can't not love her. They make a good team but she would still rather fly solo.
Ally walked down the sidewalk and stuffed her hands on the holes of her sweater." Put your hands in the holes of my sweater." She sang to herself as she approached the bad side of town.
She looked around the streets feeling the littlest bit uneasy. She glanced down the alley ways to make sure there were no crimes going on. She walked around the corner and saw two men in hoodies approach a young girl who looked about 15.
Ally ran towards the hooded figures." Stop!" She yelled when she was within ear shot. The hooded figures turned to say look at me with harsh eyes. Ally sucked in a deep breath before swinging out her leg and effectively knocking one of the men out.
The other however was much more skilled. They were just as good as each other and it seems neither could win. A curly blond lock fell out of the mans hoodie and Ally felt like she had seen hair like that before. It reminded her of Austin Moon. Shit.
The moment Ally was distracted he made a run for it a slip of paper falling out of his pocket. Ally debated going after him but finally decided against. She picked up the slip of paper and turned to the girl.
Up close you could tell she was older than what you may think. Ally judged that she was about her age which was 19 years old. She had long blond hair that reached her waist and big scared baby blue eyes. She was trembling slightly and Ally felt a pang of sympathy for the girl.
"Your okay now but I think its best if you head home." Ally advised. The girl nodded and turned to go." Thank you.' She murmured before speed walking down the street and clutching her notebook to her chest.
Ally sighed and looked at the slip of paper in her hand. It read." Meet me at Shrimpie's rooftop at midnight. Alone." It was signed with a cursive A and M.
Ally reread the sentence again and again. So it had been Austin just as she suspected. Now all she had to do was wait.
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It was a slightly chilly night and Ally had thrown on an army jacket over her sweater. She began down the lamp lit sidewalk. She looked up at the sky and noticed that it was a full moon. She smiled to herself and easily spotted many constellations.
Ally shivered and hugged herself, wrapping her thin toned pale arms around her petite figure. Her face lit up when she finally reached Shrimpie's. She went around the building to survey the area.
There was a ladder on the left side of the restaurant which Ally obviously decided to use. She quickly hopped onto the roof. She glanced at her watch. It was exactly midnight. She looked up.
What she saw was Austin Moon. Murderer. In case you wanted to know. He was holding a girl to his chest a gun pressed against her scull. The girl was with no doubt the innocent girl from before her notebook dropped onto the roof. Austin smiled wickedly when he saw Ally.
"Don't Move."
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