I walked back to my desk where the file was so I could review the whole thing again. I wish my partner was here, but he had to get married and take a vacation for two weeks leaving me to solve this case all by myself. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and placed it on the table. I took a sigh before pushing the chair back so I could work on a lead or something before Romans got wind of the lie spewed about a lead. That man had eyes everywhere and nothing ever got past him. He was a good chief but a pain in the ass sometimes.
I skimmed the file again searching for something I might have missed. I knew the obvious reasons the parents never approved of their daughter dating a guy who is not from their elite circle which was bullshit. I rolled my eyes skimming further to the video of their breakup that went viral over the whole campus to Esther getting jealous of Elijah and his new girlfriend. The whole damn case is like a soap opera coming into real life. For once I agreed with the chief that this drama of a case needs to be closed.
The name Wagner popped on my screen as the phone rang. I pressed the green button leaning back on my chair relaxing as I placed the phone on my ear, “Shouldn’t you be sleeping off a night of passion?” I joked but was glad to get a call from my partner.
“The wife is sleeping it off,” no doubt he was smirking, “but I have another partner to check up on before I spoil my wife with breakfast in bed.”
“You make it sound like you are the one making the breakfast,” I scoffed with a laugh, “We both know it’s as easy as the call you are making right now,” I added.
“Don’t hate on my marriage, Pega. I’m having the best time of my life not to mention the best sex of my life,” he snickered to himself.
I shook my head, “I don’t need a picture of your sex life, thank you very much.”
“All I’m saying is you could be having this too if you were not too caught up in your own head.”
“I can have sex whenever I want. What are you talking about?”
“Fine Pega, be the bachelor and lonely. I don’t care.”
“Now that's a lie. You do care, don't make me send you the video clip of you promising me a couch whenever I need one from your wedding speech,” I laughed.
“I know, I know,” he sighed, “How is, Romans? Giving you headaches yet?”
“How do you know that? You got a spy checking up on me? Who is it?”
“Woah Pega, relax,” he chuckles, “No spy. I swear. I’m checking on my partner,” I looked around at the office before I landed on specific eyes as I responded.
“It’s Sheila, isn’t it?”
“How did you even guess that? You know what? Never mind, don't answer that you are a detective. It’s what you are good at or else you wouldn’t be my partner.”
“We both know she is the office gossip,” I said louder, intentionally making her dramatically gasp. I smiled and winked at her before she gave me a fake glare and went back to typing on her screen with a smile. She always reminded me of my mother whenever I saw her and deep down, she knew I was teasing her.
“So, what's happening with the case?” he asked.
“Oh no, you are on your honeymoon by choice. You decided to be happy so no talking about this ridiculous case with you.”
“Come on man. I’m dying here,” he pleaded with a whisper.
“Nigel Wagner we both know Nancy made us swear never to talk work while you are on your honeymoon and you are lucky to be talking to me at all,” I said with a sigh, “If you ain’t scared of Nancy you go right ahead but I’m not ready to face her wrath just yet.”
“You’re damn right, James,” I heard Nancy’s voice.
“Baby, you are up? I was going to get you breakfast in bed,” I laughed at what I was hearing.
“That’s my cue. Bye, Wagner, enjoy your honeymoon and Nancy I didn’t call him, he called me. I’m only guilty of answering his call and as you heard I was –“
“Traitor,” Nigel scoffed, “I thought you were my partner,”
“Oh, so you want James in your bed too?”
That was the last straw and I burst into laughter. Nancy was a keeper; she knew how to put Nigel in his place and they were damn perfect for each other. Those two were the best match. I decided to not taunt him and hung up the call because he had a lot of begging or better yet graveling to do. The last time we had talked about work at the engagement party she promised him chastity until their wedding night. I doubt they would have survived that long, but she is very stubborn.
I went back to work and reviewed the case and reread the statements made by both parties before I finally found my lead. I decided to make a call and get the surveillance I needed from the store and if my gut was right the case would be closed before Thursday which meant Romans will be off my ass.
I was glad I managed to have a chance with dad this morning and it was helpful. The dream could mean anything. I had to consider that fact for now even with my gut telling me something was missing. I decided to focus on my work and the patients I was going to be seeing for the rest of the afternoon.
“Hey, you got a second?” I heard Nick as he popped in without knocking since the door to my office was open.
“Sure, what’s up?” I responded, moving to my cabinet file.
“I was wondering if you would like to be my date for the function on Thursday?”
“Uhm?” I paused trying to think of an answer.
“Ki?” He spoke looking at me anxiously.
“Uhmm… I mean… y-yeah sure,” my voice was a little high-pitched. Why didn’t I just say no dammit?
“Great,” he smiled, looking shocked.
Yeah, I am also shocked I agreed buddy. It was never my intention, but I pressed my lips tight with a smile. “How about we go for lunch to celebrate?”
Boy, he never quits, and I was regretting agreeing to be his date already coincidentally, I have the perfect excuse, “I have a patient coming soon,” I lied not that he would notice.
“Maybe dinner tonight?”
Jesus, I was about to facepalm. Guess that’s why he is a successful businessman. He is adamant and he knows how to push something in his favor. I bet I was like one of his projects. The thought alone brought me to my patient Brent. There was something about rich boys that made them overconfident to think they can have anything they want. Some people never notice that minor detail, but I do. It’s like I have lived among them to know such a thing.
“I have dinner planned with my parents tonight,” I lied again. I replied, looking at him with my lips pressed. Hopefully, he would take the hint. I will need to talk to dad about it later and ask if we can go out tonight and cover my lie.
“Alright,” he smiled at me nodding, “Maybe some other time. I have to go to work and will see you tomorrow,” he winked walking out.
I wonder why he hangs around a lot in this building because he is just an investor. Parker and Associates don’t need Nick hovering constantly, in my opinion, more, so it makes the Parker name look bad. I get he is interested but he tries too hard and never seems to get it. I was not interested. I rolled my eyes as soon as he left and took a deep sigh. Nick is not bad in the eyes, but I have never considered him in that manner. We are almost the same age, but he was still a stranger to me. I remembered that I also needed to speak to dad and stop him from talking about me with Nick.
I prefer being a private person and I have closed off a lot of things with good reason. I can’t relate to people because of the void I have. I always feel out of place when people share their past. I can only talk about the life I had after the accident and it’s not pleasant because it took time for me to adjust. I have tried thinking harder like what people assume and it ends up giving me a migraine. I want to remember but the pieces never fall in place. At this point, I will need a miracle to remember.
I smirked as I looked at the camera that was outside. It was by some miracle that I saw this. I had waited for the person at the store to get back to me and grew impatient in the afternoon and decided to go there in person. My gut had been right and the store manager telling me that their surveillance tapes had been corrupted was enough proof I needed. Foul was at play. I decided to drive around looking for the proof I need. There were no robots around the block to check for surveillance but the fraction of will I had to drive around looking for a clue or something had finally paid off.
Parker & Associates came into view and outside their building were cameras that caught all directions. My lips curled as I parked my car readying myself to get the answer I needed. I couldn’t wait to finally close the case and hopefully, they would allow me to get copies without asking for an official notice. I crossed my fingers as I walked in before stopping in front of the desk.
“Afternoon, I’m detective Pega,” I smiled at the lady. “Is there someone I can talk to around here about getting copies of your outer building surveillance tapes?”
“Mr. Parker is not in but let me ring Miss. Parker. One moment,” she smiled, grabbing the phone, “Looks like there is no need. There she is,” she pointed, and I followed her finger. I think my heart stopped as soon as my eyes landed on where she was pointing.
James If Wagner was around, he would have had something to talk about for the rest of my life. He was just as bad with the teasing as Harper and sometimes those two loved getting off at tag-teaming against me just to make me miserable or piss me off. I took a sharp breath, blinking at the perfect woman that was walking in my direction. Her eyes were glued to papers in her hands as she walked confidently to the desk. I never knew heels would look that sexy on a woman until her. I looked up from her ankles to the stunning pencil skirt and blouse that was tucked in. True beauty is what she is. Her clothes fitted perfectly right. Damn that blouse she tucked in that skirt because the moment her hand dropped the papers on the desk, I knew I was fucked. Her ass popped higher when she leaned at the desk and man, those legs and those heels were enough to make me feel rigid. I wondered why I hadn't been in this area before, because she was made for me. I don't know why the universe had been
James “She’s pretty,” Harper spoke over my ear and I jumped. “God Harper, must you always do that?” I snapped dropping my drawing pencil. “Why so jumpy detective?” She laughed while dropping a mug beside my table. “I’m not jumpy,” I scoffed, grabbing the steaming mug before taking a sip. “You hardly draw these days and you missed dinner so decided to get you a coffee,” she shrugged. “You are nosy that's why you are here,” I rolled my eyes, setting my mug down. “So, who’s the pretty lady?” she wiggled her eyebrows at me, “I have only seen you draw a pretty girl once and that was a long time ago,” she added. Harper was just as observant with a sharp memory as me, but there was one more factor: she was nosy. She is the only one who knows how to startle me because she is a sneaky troublemaker who likes hovering over me while I draw. She knows that when I draw, I lose focus of my surroundings with my attention directed to making a drawing come to life. “Stop being a nosy little bra
James After an hour of skipping and punching next on my laptop I had almost missed the date in question and smirked as I watched the proof that I needed in front of me. Esther Hernandez was a filthy rich liar and the proof was all too clear to miss. I smiled at the discovery as I paused the footage. I hit myself in the head because I had skimmed through the report and it was too obvious. The clues were all there and I was ignoring them. She was jealous or embarrassed when Elijah broke things off with her. She was too proud to accept he had moved on. How do I always miss the answer when it’s always in front of me? James Miller Pega sometimes you can be so dull but right now you are one clever detective. The town will be talking about this for a few weeks. I laughed, shaking my head as I pressed the mouse to drag back on the footage and watched it again. It was like watching a crime series but this time it featured three people, Elijah the victim. Esther, as the puppet and mommy dear
Kioni I could feel shaking as something rattled or moved and my body was supine. I couldn’t figure out what was happening. I tried to open my eyes but the blinding light was too much, making my eyes roll back. I wanted to speak or get an idea of where I was but something was happening within me. My body was burning up. I could feel it and my head felt like concrete as if it was forcefully pressed down trapping me. It was too much and something was fighting and hammering in front of my heavy eyes. My body was resisting and I was fighting with a younger version of myself for control and I had managed to fight back which made me hear voices. “What's happening to her?” I heard a voice shouting but I couldn’t remember where I knew the voice from. “Stay on your seat, sir. She is convulsing. Dean, how far until we get to the hospital?” A female voice shouted. The voices faded again as if I was forced back into my trance. I was face to face with the one who was responsible for everything a
James I woke up in a good mood and I couldn’t wait to get to the office and hopefully the warrant of arrest will be on my desk. I wanted to do this as quickly as possible and hopefully close the case by the afternoon. It will give me enough time to drop by Parker & Associates and show her my gratitude and work on my Pega charm. I couldn’t wait to see her again. I smiled. “Jesus put a shirt on. You own a closet full of them.” Harper walked into the kitchen with a yawn. “Good morning to you too. Grumpy much today?” “You are in a good mood I see. What the hell did you do?” She asked, grabbing a mug to pour herself the already brewing coffee. “Can’t I be nice without you being suspicious? What am I to you, some bad guy?” I looked at her rolling my eyes. “God this tastes awful,” she spoke spitting back the coffee in her mug, “No you are my very good brother,” she responded and I smiled, “but you never cook so it’s either you finally decided to get rid of me or you want something,” she
Kioni I could smell the scent of disinfectant I had familiarized myself with over the months I had been hospitalized after the accident. The stench waffled in my nostrils as I opened my eyes feeling the worst of headaches. I blinked around the white walls steering my head with a wince. “She’s awake,” I heard my mother speak. “Thank God,” I heard my father speak after her as he jumped to be next to me. “What happened?” I asked, blinking again. “My sweet child,” my mother moved closer brushing her warm hands on my cheek, “Something happened last night, and you were rushed here.” “Let’s not talk about this right now, dear,” my father looked at me with a smile before looking at mother, “She has been through a lot and if it wasn’t for Nick,” he shook his head fighting words. “Who the hell is Nick?” I asked, looking at them. “Oh, my sweet baby, you know Nick, right?” she forced a smile before they shared a look. “What is happening, mom?” I looked at her first, “Daddy?” I looked at h
James I had just walked into the hospital after lying to the nurse that I was doing an investigation so I could see Miss Parker before anyone else and Nick had beat me to it. The lovely receptionist Anna was so kind as to tell me she was at the hospital and extra shared that she was very much single which brought a triumphant smile to my face. I quickly wiped the smile off as worry took over and I asked her to give me the details of where she was before I rushed here. I didn’t get a chance to ask what had happened and looking at her now I was confused. She looked fine when I walked in and the only thing I saw was panic. “Miss Parker, are you alright? Do you need a doctor?” I asked. “No, no,” she shook her head, “I need you to tell this man that I don’t know him. I already told my parents that I don’t remember him, and he is making me uncomfortable.” “WHAT?!” Nick spat out. He looked furious but quickly took a deep breath. Something about him was making the bells in my head ring.
Kioni It was happening again. I remember this moment so well. Back when I was sixteen, I woke up from a coma after six weeks and some people came to see me and it made me defensive. I would forget the faces of some detectives when they questioned or made me uncomfortable. I forgot some of their faces because I used to have blackouts from pushing myself too hard to remember. I don’t know what had happened, but I couldn’t remember Nick. I tried to make myself remember but my head hurt, and my vision was beginning to become foggy. I was glad when I was discharged and told to take a few days to rest. I wanted to go back to my apartment and my parents wouldn’t have it. “Make sure you get some sleep, honey.” “Yes, mom, you don’t have to worry. You will be across the hall if anything happens.” “How about we let her have her rest,” my father walked to kiss my forehead before brushing my soothing me. “Thanks dad. I already feel better,” I spoke with my eyes closed. “Make sure you get som