Chapter 7
Bobby and Alex stood in the restaurant that Derek's parents owned, and that he worked at. The ground floor was the restaurant, and the upstairs was their house. The restaurant was well decorated, and very homey. They spotted Derek bussing a table in the right corner. They walked over to him.
"Hello, are you Derek? I'm Detective Eames, and this is Detective Goren. We wish to speak with you."
"I am." He observed the large man and woman standing in front of him.
"So, what do want to talk to me about?"
"Do you know this girl?" Bobby showed him the picture of Erica that she had given him.
"Nope. Never seen her in my life," he said with a straight face.
"Liar!" Bobby said. He started to say something else, but Eames cleared her throat threateningly.
"I mean, uh, are you sure? Because we just talked to her and she told us that you used to date."
"Well, she must have me confused with someone else, cause I've never seen her. Ya'll better check your facts."
"C'mon, Derek, she said she knew you, stop trying to deny it, because it isn't working." Alex, forever the voice of reason, chimed in.
"Look, I ain't denying it! I'm telling the truth. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to work." Derek said with a menacing look in his eyes. He turned back to the table he was cleaning before they came in. Alex and Bobby walked away.
"I don't blame her for kicking him. I would have done the same thing, he's a real punk." Alex said.
"This isn't going to be easy. We have to find something we can pin on him to bring him in for questioning. But what?" Bobby stated.