|
Post by ariszen on May 25, 2022 12:46:59 GMT -6
Chapter one
I still remember that day, well who could forget the day their died. I still dream of them every day. How could I forget it, they died because of me. I have been told lots of time to simply move on, but what do they know about losing your loved one because a simple mistake. Every day I think about what would have happened if I simply just didn’t try to stop the robbery, would I have a normal life? Would I not be this disturbed? Well, I guess I will never know. Most of the day, the only thing I am doing is drinking a cheap beer and doing investigations. This is what I get for being a good cop? For saving people? To be honest, I really don’t give a f*** about saving people, especially after I couldn't save my own loved ones. Doing minor investigations which leads to nowhere is what I am doing. Pretty sure I will be fired in a couple of months; I can't care less.
Someone knocks on the door. “Who is it?” John shouts while coming towards the door. “It is officer Shelby sir; I have been ordered to tell you that you have to meet the director at 3.00pm on dot. There is something he would like to discuss with you.” ‘Alright fine.” john says. “i guess this is the time where I am finally fired.” John thinks to himself as he is getting ready.
to be continued(sorry about the first chap being small, it's night where i live and i was too tired/
|
|
|
Post by accountant on May 25, 2022 15:03:41 GMT -6
Interesting start.
Thank you.
A.
|
|
|
Post by texican on May 25, 2022 16:15:46 GMT -6
ari,
Nice start.
If you do not keep the moar hounds feed regularly they will be howling at you.
Texican....
|
|