Setting up for another wedding has been great for business. I've finally started up my own business against my fathers

"advice"(what I meant was against his demands). I love my dad. I really do. I even like my stepmother to her points. If she keeps trying to set me

up with all the eligible bachelors that her and my dad deem fit. I'm so tired of having my life being taken over by someone else. Which is why I

decided on going to a top cooking school in New York, even though I do have a degree in Business I try not to use it though except in mo own. In

New York, was so different from my old life. No dad to tell me how to live, no step-mom to throw guys in my face. Saying that I should get married

and give her some grand kids (gag!!) I mean don't get me wrong I want kids just when I want them, not someone planning when I should get

them. But I'm getting a little worked up. I need to be concentrating on my catering. Let's Eat Catering is my baby. I've always loved cooking and

this is one of the greatest achievements that I have that I am truly proud of. Since I get referrals from Pastor Williams, business has been rolling

in.

I set up five champagne glasses and some small appetizers. The pastor told me to set up for the bride, groom, the best man, maid of honor, and

him. I started setting up. I go outside to grab the cake. I watch as the woman I assume is the bride and the maid of honor walk in the front of the

church. I go into my van and grab the cake. Which is prefect is I do say so myself. I take it inside the church from the back. I set it up in the

rectory. I get hungry. It's a terrible habit. When I get tired of waiting for thing I get hungry. I take the bag of strawberries from my pocket and

start to eat one. It taste so good, but not a minute later I heard a shot go through the church. I jump. I turn and walk towards the sanctuary. I

take out my phone and start dialing 911.

"Hello…yes? I'm at the Old Cathedral Church on West Main Street. There have been guns fired and I don't know how many more have guns."

I step in the sanctuary and see a man in a mask pointing the gun at the pastor. The pastors saying something like "you don't have to do this, this

is the house of God", but the man points it and aims it at the pastor.

"Leave him alone." I say throwing my cell phone at the gunmen and it hit him in the back of the head. I see the gunfire and hits the pastor. The

man turns towards me and his eyes are like snakes. I run out before he tries and shoots me. I run to this closet and hide in there. I can still here

some of the things that are going on but I see Snake Eyes past by the door and I try to remain as still as possible. I hear sirens in the distance

but I don't move from my spot.

Something wicked this way comes

A/N:

I hoped you guys like your taste of The Cop. It will knock your socks off. I will upload the first 3 chapters for you soon.