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| 21 Jan 2012 02:09 PM |
My name is Jake Peterson. I'm a detective in the city of Chicago. Lots of crimes occur in the Windy City year-round. It's tough being the detective in this city. Everywhere you go, some idiot with a gun is looking to kill you. I'm not saying that being a detective is a bad job. I'm just saying that it's a rough one. I don't recommend becoming a detective, especially in Chicago.
Chicago, 1932
"Mr. Peterson, look over here." Recently, a murder has been reported. Pretty common here, but this one was different. There were no signs of the killer. It was obviously a professional kill. The man lay still, his eyes still open. Two gun shot wounds to the chest, one to his left leg. I quietly kneel and observe the body. Finally, I say, "Any clues?" "Nope. It's like the wind killed him. No hair, no fingerprints, nothing.", Ben said. Ben's one of my closest friends. I've known him since grade school. As soon as we graduated college, we both decided to become detectives. Great minds think alike, I suppose. I put on some of those plastic gloves and pull out a pair of tweezers. I check the man's shirt for evidence, and come upon a piece of fiber. "This helps.", I mutter. Ben comes up from behind me, and takes the tweezers holding the fiber. "Ee'yup. Take this to the lab, Connor." "Yes, sir.", Connor replied. Connor's the weird one. None of us really know about his social life, but he acts like he's in the military. Always calling us "Sir" or "Ma'am". It gets annoying some times. |
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| 21 Jan 2012 02:12 PM |
"Hey, watch the scene for a bit.", I say to the officers. They silently nod, and I get into the van. "These cases get stranger everyday, Jake.", Ben says. "I know. Someone's after us. Might be trying to distract us." "Woah, woah, woah. You can't come to that conclusion yet. These could all be random murders-" "Random?! You tell me these were random?! All five of the murders from the past month happened within a five mile radius. There's no way these are random." "I'm just saying-" "We're here, sir.", Connor says. He quickly gets out of the van and opens the door for us, like a good soldier would.
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Sirdoken2
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| 21 Jan 2012 02:24 PM |
| (A CS please? I want to join.) |
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| 21 Jan 2012 10:15 PM |
Chicago, Headquarters "So whadda' we got?", I ask. "Nothin'. 'Cept that piece of fiber you got", Ben answers, "I already sent it to the labs, though." Suddenly my cellphone rings. I glance at the screen and, satisfied with the caller, answer it. "Leo, what do you want?" A man in an enthusiastic voice replies, "Get over here, man. Got somethin' I need to show ya'." I leave the room, dragging Ben with me. "Ben, we gotta' go." "But-" "Just follow."
I lead him back to the van, and call for Connor. He sprints to us like we were a prize or something. We quickly cram into the van and head to the east side of Chicago. |
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| 22 Jan 2012 11:46 PM |
East Chicago, Terry's Vest Warehouse
As we arrived, I immediately saw Leo. He's dressed in a classic tuxedo, and his hair is messy. He has a slight beard and a slim body. I exit the van and walk towards him. Leo holds out his arms and says, "Hey! Been a long time since we met. 'Specially like this." "Yeah. Sure has.", I reply, "Aren't you gonna show me something?" Leo shakes his head rapidly, wiping the stupid smile off of his face. "Uh, yeah. Sorry. Follow me." He leads me to the side of Terry's Warehouse and points at another dead man. A handgun rests near the man's left arm, and the man has three bullet wounds. One to the chest, two to the left arm. He's obviously dead.
"So, what do we have here?", I ask, crouching down to pick up the handgun. Of course, I put on the gloves first. "We found fingerprints on this gun. The problem is..." Suddenly Leo stops. He sighs and continues. "The fingerprints are this guy's.", he says, pointing to the body.
"Well. I guess it isn't any good.", I mutter. I place the handgun in a bag and get up. I was walking towards the van, when Leo called me. "Nice seein' ya." I look back and give a quick nod. Then I turn away and wave. Before the van doors close, I stare at him.
What I didn't realize was that this was going to be the last time I saw Leo. |
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| 22 Jan 2012 11:50 PM |
The next day, Leo was shot and killed. The police said it was a random killing, but I knew it wasn't. How could it possibly be a random murder? Whatever.
I sit at my desk, wondering what to do next. This case is like a chess game...and the opponent's winning. Ben walks in and says, "Sorry about Leo." "Yeah.", I mumble. "We should forget the past. We have to continue on with this case."
Then a couple gunshots are heard outside. We glance at each other and run outside.
(Sorry for stopping this section early, but I have to sleep. :P) |
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chichi87
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| 23 Jan 2012 04:59 AM |
| I've been on the run for a while now. That detective's good. If I don't get him soon, I'll be a goner.' I think as I shoot another person. I spy the detective looking out the window as I'm slipping away. I run off. |
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| 23 Jan 2012 06:47 PM |
@chici; This is a story. This is >NOT< a roleplay.
I repeat again, this is >NOT< A ROLEPLAY! |
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| 23 Jan 2012 07:01 PM |
| Purley GO TO THE STORY FORUM THIS IS FOR ROLE PLAY_AH! |
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| 23 Jan 2012 07:42 PM |
We have a story forum?
"A weapon has no power if the wielder does not." - Unknown |
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LoganB
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| 23 Jan 2012 07:55 PM |
| So there are cell phones in the 30's? Stopped reading there. |
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| 23 Jan 2012 08:08 PM |
| Yeah,there wasnt any cellphones in the 1930s. |
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| 24 Jan 2012 06:05 PM |
@Logan; The cellphone is part of the plot. @Gweb; ^ |
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| 25 Jan 2012 09:07 PM |
| Imma make a detective role play i think! |
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