9 October 2012
Part Two. Rhonda.
As soon as I saw Ms. Maine walk through our door I knew she would be trouble. She was meant to be our new detective, a replacement. Like anyone could replace Forrest Red. When she walked through the door she put her hands on the counter. My counter. I looked up at her and she half-smiled at me. "Excuse me, do you have a moment?" British. Damn. "All the time in the world hunny," I said sarcastically. "I'm looking for Detective Tony Wilman, I'm the new Girl." Her high and perky voice made me want to punch her, I managed to restrain myself, god knows how I did it. "He should be in the bull pin, doin' his job sweete," she either didn't notice or pushed aside my sarcasm. I like this girl, I thought. "Thanks," she walked into the bull pin and that was the last I saw of her. Until eleven minutes later.
Lies. • Opuss № I