"What's going on here? Where's detective Carriewhite?" Yelled Victor Soler at Vivana and Dannie who were fighting at the security door way. "I shall tell you sir?" Turned Vivana. "Dannie here has arrest detective White charging her of the supposed murder of.... who died?" "Dannie. Why did you arrest her?" Soler turned gaze to Dannie who was feeling somewhat nervous. "Sir. Detective Carriewhite told me that she was here last night and she is supposedly the only person who confessed to being here." "And is that enough proof that she killed Brian?" Grilled Soler. "Aren't you just looking for someone to blame as soon as possible. Aren’t you?" "Wait! Brian Rogers. Carrie white’s Brian Rogers. The... the one she teases a lot?" Surprisingly asked Vivana with less belief. "He died?" "Yes Doctor. Now Dannie. I want you to expl
She immediately opened her eyes already turned to the sparkling purple then closing them again. With a quiet walk, she walked up to one of the two detective which was a female who was seeing herself out. "Stay." She muttered with her eyes closed and her face lowered down. "You too detective Joey. We need to talk about something." "About what detective?" Articulated Joey with his dark eyes open with inquiry. He was two inches taller than Jessica who was five feet and ten inches tall. "About the case? What could it be? Please walk briskly to the interrogation room without touching anything." Ordered Jessica. "Are we suspected?" Inquired the female detective with her hands shaking. "No Brianah. I just think we should talk for a while." "Well I don't see any point in this." Angrily wiggled Joey trying to head out when Jessica held him by the w
"There is no need looking at those." Confirmed Jessica at them both. "Doctor. You're coming with me. We are visiting Joey's house." "How about me? That's my job." Muttered Dannie infuriated. "How about you? Look Dannie. I can't work with someone who completely doesn't trust me." "But that's my job?" He defended himself. "Your job my foot. Did you even seat to think? You didn't even give me a chance to explain. That's bullshit." Contented Jessica looking at Vivana who was gazing at them both. "What?" "Nothing. I actually moved on already. You should too Jessica." Replied Vivana tapping Jessica's shoulder. "Don't touch me. I thought you were on my side?" "Of course. I'm on your side. This Dannie acted foolishly. But then..." Procrastinated Vivana. "But then what?" Growled Jessica.
"It definitely is delicious. You know I use to cook for my boys once or twice I'm the army. And they loved my food." Narrated Stuart taking a seat as well as Jessica watched them both. She also snapped out of her pride seating at the table to have dinner with them. They all started digging in. A dish of fish stake, spinach. Rice and peas. Quietly they ate throughout the table as Stuart tried to conversate but decided to wait until they were done. Vivana helped clean the table with Stuart as Jessica still watched them enthusiastically working. "Stuart. I'm really serious about you living my house." She suddenly muttered. "But I think I have a very nice place for you." "I'm listening." Stuart answered with relief. "You will stay in one of the rooms in Emin. You can help my boy Alex out with anything you think you can do. I believe tha
Before Jessica and Vivana could head on for their booked dinner, they arrived Emin bar together in order to conform Stuart's stay at the place. He though had already arrived and was evidently thrilled to be there in the first place. As soon as Jessica set her eyes on him, she headed on to have a conversation and confirm his well behavior at the place whereas Vivana was at the front counter passing secret notes with Alex who didn't want Jessica to see them. "Alex. This man over here will be staying at the bar. Give him the Blue room." Ordered Jessica after her discussion with Stuart. "Alright Ms. J." Agreed Alex. "That name freaks me out every time I hear it." Complained Vivana to them all. "What name?" Inquired Alex curiously. "The Ms. J thing." She uttered before Jessica could grab her out of the place.
They all sat synced in on the serious as they ate there two boxes of pizza. Vivana was the first one to fall asleep then Mickey leaving Jessica still watching. When the episode ended, she turned to gaze at the two sleeping. Scooped away from them both carrying Mickey in both her hands with no effort taking him to his bedroom and kissing him goodnight. She headed back down stairs yet again doing the same thing. She carried Vivana up to the bedroom that was supposed to be hers. Got her into the covers as she was sound asleep. Jessica then headed back downstairs getting to the door which was supposed to take her to the basement. She silently opened it and sloped down in the darkness. In the room was multiple full tins of glittering green capsules about the amount of a thousand. She reached picking up one of the many, opened it up and took out on table
A YEAR EARLIER Early Monday, Jessica received a call from Dannie around six thirty in the morning. She had slept on the couch when he was blazed to wake up and drive for Beverley hills. She rushed up the stairs to the room where Vivana had rested, woke her up so they could both get ready for their journey. At around seven thirty, they were on the road driving off. Just as they were going, Jessica drove passing a dirty red Porsche car that was parked at the side of the road. Intuitively, she decided to turn the car around and find out what had happened to the owners and why an expensive car was parked in the middle of the street. She came parking right behind it and out she left knocking at the window. On the inside was a young man who was clicking his pen repeatedly and relentlessly. He had turned facing the young lady who was gaz
Dannie brought him in as he kept looking around through the room. He then picked an eye on the other Jonathan. He walked calmly taking a seat at the chair right next to him. Jonathan was too looking at him in disbelief but as soon as he sat right next to him, he muttered. "I know this guy? His name is Oliver Stone. He and his brother Frank Stone served beside me in the army. Frank was a very close friend of mine but unfortunately, he died on our last tour." "What makes you believe he is Oliver Stone?" Keenly inquired Jessica. "You've touched him right? His right hand is metallic." Jessica walked up to him to confirm. "Continue." She joyed. "This guy here blamed me for his brother's death. I've blamed myself too for letting my friend convince me in living him behind. I can't forgive myself. When we returned, Ol