Detective Kelly walked away from the room feeling really weird. There was something about the bunches he was getting and it was all centered on the energy he was getting from the man. Something about this Julio did not sit right with him but he would be back tomorrow to check him out, supposing this is not totally weird.
He passed the reception and looked only to find that the manager was not there. That was okay because he still was not cool with her lurking around with that evil smile of hers. She was a cheap slut to him and he had no business with her. He had just walked out of the building when his eyes fell on the truck. A bright idea crossed his mind and that was for him to take a picture of the plate number and run it by the station. He needed to know everything he could about this man because somehow, he felt like his name was an alias.
But then, as he started making his way over, a voice startled him and he was forced to turn.
"All done, detective?" She asked him.
