Detective

The Client, The Rush and What Happened There

I sat myself to breakfast at around 9:30am EST carefully choosing at the Hotel Cafe. I chose 5 strips of bacon, one sausage sandwich and a cup of black coffee.

  Did I mention I like old technology? For example, instead of grabbing the new phones that come out, I'm perfectly fine with an old flip phone. I only need the camera for anti-crime like purposes. I use the cell phone a lot when I'm not foolish enough to pass up a chance of using a desk phone (land line). I hardly use the texting feature (o.o) because I keep laughing too hard with all the "lols" and "IKR?'s". I like to use more of traditional English and recall less recalled words and phrases such as, "Compose yourself!" which means calm down.

  It was around 9:45am when I finished what I thought was a, luxurious meal. With that, I left preparing my detective items and was looking over my belongings for a slight, brief inspection. Nothing could be going better. Now it will be sometime before the case has the opportunity to present itself. I will get into my more formal clothing and obtain the following: my revolver, and my detective kit, cell phone and journal with a 0.5mm pencil. I prefer the Pentel brand due to it's quality. Now all was left was to wait. To tell you the truth, I feel excited.

  I will tell you what I know about the client from the descriptions from my father. She has blonde like hair, blue eyes, age approximately 19, and healthy looking.
I can tell why dad told me she was "Healthy looking", it was to make me "wanting to fall in love". I am a solo, like Protoman off of that game they call Megaman, always a solo. My love life should be my own affair, and his, his. The client text messaged me just now saying, "I'm in a rush, I'll see you soon." Well, it's about 11:30am so She should be here in half an hour.