Sharp looked at his watch.
He hated when people were late, especially when they decided the time they would meet in the first place.
Inconsiderate bastard.
He was time was precious after all, shouldn't this man realize not to keep a man like him waiting?
He sighed when he saw the man's car pull up in the parking lot.
A detective.
Liar's most hated enemy.
"Sorry, traffic."
He handed him an envelope.
He stared at the pictures he was given of Lin.
He didn't trust her.
"Lin, was that even her real name?", he glanced at the detective.
"Uh yes, Lin Qui Sanders, comes from a well to do adoptive family.", he handed him the file.
"No wonder she acts like a righteous spoiled bitch.", he read some of the information.
"Will that be all? Mr. Sharp."
"Who is she talking on the phone with?", he showed him the many pictures in which Lin was on the phone.
"Well I was only paid to follow and take pictures but I could find out for you...for a fee of course.", the detective smirked.
Sharp rolled his eyes.
"Whatever the cost, I want to know EVERYTHING she's up to.", Sharp handed him a briefcase.
"Is that enough?", he glared at the man.
The detective smiled.
"Yes, this should do.", he left soon after that.
Normally he would ignore any of the girls the boys would bring in the house but Lin, the bitch, rubbed him the wrong way. It was as if his body knew that she was no good.
The detective's pictures didn't prove anything but he knew...
She was up to something, he could feel it, and he always trusted his instincts. They not once failed him and when he found out what Lin was up to...the things he would do to her...
Authors Note: Believe it or not but these aren't prewritten :) I'm really on a roll here and just typing three and one day yay!