It would be like, he looked at his watch, two hours until she got there. The sun was already setting, and it cast everything in orange. He was hopeful. Don't ask him why, just he had a feeling that all the bad shit in his life was over. He knew...

She was excited. She put on make-up and her perfume, and a everything all for the flight. Although she knew Keith didn't care, they traveled all around sleeping in a van somehow it felt different. Like when she was kid and her parents let her stay up late and watch...

"Yeah so we got a special show for you tonight."

"Yeah listener's your not gunna believe this."

"We have, what was your name?"

"Wendy."

"And you are who? Dave's brother."

"The Sea side rest victim yes. The only murder I might add in an otherwise safe community."

"Yeah, hmm. Well listeners you know how this goes....

The coffee wasn't on the brewing when Greg walked into the office. The normal 9 am smell was missing that was the first thing.

"Morning Stacy."

Silence in response. Weird he thought, maybe she's having a bad day. Not gunna let it ruin mine.

"Hey Pete."

Again silence. 

Greg got to his desk but...

The bulletproof was starting to bug him, as he walked back to the hotel. Normally he wouldn't care, but it just seemed like too much. 

The sounds of waves crashed onto the shore and then retreated back. He wanted to run and jump in. Let the water wash over him....

Matts eye's found him easy enough. He pretended to play a game, while this guy, Dave, just strolled around the pier. He didn't seem dangerous Terry thought, he just watched and waited. 

He looked around bored a bit. Looked out the ocean, then back to make sure Dave didn't leave....

"The Sea Side Rest. The place that you know best."

"Its been abouuttt a month now." Keith said. 

"Shut up. No it has not." Imogen Replied.

They were at a  McDonalds he got the usual two McChickens and a coke. She just got a large fry and frosty. The one they were...

Matthew was alerting everyone to be on guard. The looked at all the footage of the front door and the back. No suspicious movements. No suspicious people, but he was still worried what if the decked out black vehicles were back for the purse. He checked through the guest book...

"Yes, no we'll need our usual and actually can we get a whole rooms set of towels again. Its just the season."

"Yeah."

"Yeah."

"Okay, talk to you next week."


"Yes what can I do for you? Just checking in okay."

"Here you go room 222, just for you." Matt said this with a smile. ...

"The scene of the crime. They always return" Dave thought to himself, taking a drag of a cigarrette he bummed from another guest. 

"So what do you do?"

"If I told you I'd have to kill you." Dave winked. The other guest laughed. And took a long drag in. 

"No mostly,...