Note: PG13 for language, hope this story isn't getting boring,
I have never been out of CA in my short life all of the streets and Hotels
and stuff are fictional.
Woody's POV
She just moaned and sobbed into my shoulder, her hair smelled like Vanilla, was all I could think, I finally understood what the smell was, trying to figure it out for so long, it was Vanilla. When she let go, her mascara ran down her colorless cheeks, her lipstick was smeared her hands shook, yet she was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. I looked at her with awe, she looked so weak with her arms up yet they hung limply, she was quiet yet everything she said was heard. I moved toward her making sure not to make any sudden movements, she was like a untamed Philly, scared and alone, yet strong and independent. I wiped away a stray tear that fell off her cheek. "Look at me Jordan," I tilted her head up so she would look in my eyes "There is nothing in this God given earth that would make me leave you, nothing."
She smiled and leaned into my chest swathing my back with her soft arms. "Since this whole Malden thing, I've missed you." Her voice was muffled "I missed you too." I mumbled and hugged her, looking at the clock, I realized it was almost eleven, if I wanted to get to work in the morning I had to leave now, "Jordan, Babe, I gotta go, I have to be at work at six tomorrow, but tell you what, I'll call you as soon as get home, and I'll come by tomorrow, is that okay." She seemed as if she was reluctant to let me go, finally she nodded "Okay, see you soon?" she asked as if me leaving was the worst thing that had ever happened to her, "I promise" I whispered swallowing hard. She nodded again and released me; her letting me go was the worst thing I had ever felt.
The next day, 9:00 am, San Marco Hotel, White Street, Boston Mass,
Woody's POV
Okay, another murder, I can see Bug from the other side of the room, his eyes are worried as he see's me but that's just Bug being Bug right? Then Detective Carver comes up to me, her eyes glazed over. "Hoight we got a serious problem, the Charles River killer has struck again, and we got a senator's daughter here at the San Marco, I need someone to go out and talk to the witness of the Charles." "Witness?" I was stunned, this was like the first actual break in the case. I turned casually around, seeing Bug I gave him a animated thumbs up, he smiled at me and resumed his work, Just as I was about to walk out the door Agent Thomas came in, a load of files tucked under her elbow, a joyous expression plastered to her lightly toasted, tanned face. "Detective, did you hear about are witness? ""Yeah, who was it ?" "Tamara Greene was walking her dog when she spotted a man in a black outfit dumping something out of his car. Hid tell he was gone, she found the body of Violet Breanne Turner, Thirty one, brown hair, brown eyes, 110 pounds, 5'6, works as a dental assistant for a Michael Freedmen D.D.S. says the last time he saw Violet was last night at seven thirty, she was cleaning up, she was found on the Charles at around Eight this morning." "Poor girl" "I got the Girl at the ME's office on notification." "Who Lily?" I asked, she seemed unconcerned at my question "I don't know, a young girl, Blonde," "Devan?" "You know that Doctor Macy, he's a fine one where'd you find him?" "Hey, he's my friend" she raised an eyebrow at this. "Come on lets go see Miss Greene." I slowly came to a stop when I saw the eyebrow thing, Jordan does that, when Joe does it it's sexy, when she does it it's irritating. "Oh this is gonna be fun" I whispered to myself sarcastically.
Woody's POV
She just moaned and sobbed into my shoulder, her hair smelled like Vanilla, was all I could think, I finally understood what the smell was, trying to figure it out for so long, it was Vanilla. When she let go, her mascara ran down her colorless cheeks, her lipstick was smeared her hands shook, yet she was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. I looked at her with awe, she looked so weak with her arms up yet they hung limply, she was quiet yet everything she said was heard. I moved toward her making sure not to make any sudden movements, she was like a untamed Philly, scared and alone, yet strong and independent. I wiped away a stray tear that fell off her cheek. "Look at me Jordan," I tilted her head up so she would look in my eyes "There is nothing in this God given earth that would make me leave you, nothing."
She smiled and leaned into my chest swathing my back with her soft arms. "Since this whole Malden thing, I've missed you." Her voice was muffled "I missed you too." I mumbled and hugged her, looking at the clock, I realized it was almost eleven, if I wanted to get to work in the morning I had to leave now, "Jordan, Babe, I gotta go, I have to be at work at six tomorrow, but tell you what, I'll call you as soon as get home, and I'll come by tomorrow, is that okay." She seemed as if she was reluctant to let me go, finally she nodded "Okay, see you soon?" she asked as if me leaving was the worst thing that had ever happened to her, "I promise" I whispered swallowing hard. She nodded again and released me; her letting me go was the worst thing I had ever felt.
The next day, 9:00 am, San Marco Hotel, White Street, Boston Mass,
Woody's POV
Okay, another murder, I can see Bug from the other side of the room, his eyes are worried as he see's me but that's just Bug being Bug right? Then Detective Carver comes up to me, her eyes glazed over. "Hoight we got a serious problem, the Charles River killer has struck again, and we got a senator's daughter here at the San Marco, I need someone to go out and talk to the witness of the Charles." "Witness?" I was stunned, this was like the first actual break in the case. I turned casually around, seeing Bug I gave him a animated thumbs up, he smiled at me and resumed his work, Just as I was about to walk out the door Agent Thomas came in, a load of files tucked under her elbow, a joyous expression plastered to her lightly toasted, tanned face. "Detective, did you hear about are witness? ""Yeah, who was it ?" "Tamara Greene was walking her dog when she spotted a man in a black outfit dumping something out of his car. Hid tell he was gone, she found the body of Violet Breanne Turner, Thirty one, brown hair, brown eyes, 110 pounds, 5'6, works as a dental assistant for a Michael Freedmen D.D.S. says the last time he saw Violet was last night at seven thirty, she was cleaning up, she was found on the Charles at around Eight this morning." "Poor girl" "I got the Girl at the ME's office on notification." "Who Lily?" I asked, she seemed unconcerned at my question "I don't know, a young girl, Blonde," "Devan?" "You know that Doctor Macy, he's a fine one where'd you find him?" "Hey, he's my friend" she raised an eyebrow at this. "Come on lets go see Miss Greene." I slowly came to a stop when I saw the eyebrow thing, Jordan does that, when Joe does it it's sexy, when she does it it's irritating. "Oh this is gonna be fun" I whispered to myself sarcastically.