Detective

The weekend came very fast. Today I was going in search for a detective to find my parents. I grab a phone book and jump on my bed. I look under 'D' to find a detective. Connie and Julie come into our room.

"Hey Lia what are you doing?" Julie asks

"I'm looking in the phone book, why?" I reply

"Just wondering and what are you looking in the phone book for?" she persists

"None of your business" I say back

Even though me and Jules are friends I'd much rather keep this between me and myself.

"Okay I was just asking" she says back with a hurt tone

Okay found one

Mr. James Scott – Detective

96 Barons Ave S

Minneapolis, Min. USA

(801) 543-1941

I copy down the address, number and name, and I grab my jacket and cell phone. I leave before Julie or Connie can question me anymore. I get outside of the school grounds and leave for 102 Barons Ave S. I approach the enormous building and walk in.

"Hello, how may I help you miss?" the secretary asks me.

"Yes I'm looking for Mr. Scott" I say

"Third floor, 2nd door to the left" She says

"Thank you" I reply

I walk up to the door and knock. A gruffy sounding voice says come in. I proceed through the door.

"How may I help you miss?" He asks

" I need your assistance is tracking down my parents. There names are Steven Johnson and Melinda Johnson. Can you help me?" I ask with a trace of hope in my voice.

"Ill do my best but this won't be cheap it will cost 300.00$" He says

"Yes, I'm willing to pay that. When do you think you'll have answers for me?" I ask

"By sometime this week" I says

"Thank you for your services sir I look forward for the answers" I say and leave.

There was this nagging voice in my head that kept telling me I shouldn't have done that. But I really wanted to see my parents so it will be well worth it… or so I thought.