Chapter 3
Still. Not. Mine
It is very, very early. And I am very tired. And I have to get up. Now. And just as I'm about to get up the phone rings. I check the caller ID. Jane.
"Somebody better have died because if not then you are going to be a cold case very, very soon."
"Why aren't we cheerful this morning."
"What do you want Jane?"
"I need your help." he tells me.
"What could you possibly need help with at 6:30 in the morning?"
"Well, remember that kid yesterday?"
"Yes Jane that was yesterday."
"I can hear you rolling your eyes through the phone." he says.
"I think I found out who he's covering for."
"Jane, the kid confessed! His fingerprints were on the murder weapon!"
"So were yours."
I'm silent. He backtracks.
"Sorry, probably not the best way to get your help. Lisbon, if you help me we can catch the real killer in two hours!"
"Jane. Look, I have to be in court in an hour and a half."
"Well, you have five minutes. I'm outside your house."
"I'm driving."
Ok, so that was short, but the next chapter will be longer! Reviews are awesome!