Drug DealerMature

October 26, 2009

I'd be having a very hard time. With all the interviews and stuff, it'd be getting quite tiring walking back and forth between students.

I even considered letting Brandon take the fall, even though I wasn't quite sure if it was him. This consideration didn't stay long though.

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It was time to go to see this James kid.

I got his address from the principal.

When I got to his house, I looked around at the skateboards laying around. I could tell he was one of those kids who just buys a new skateboard every week.

I walked to the front door and knocked.

A teen answered, my guess was James.

I shook his hand, "Hello I'm-"

Before I could finish, he booked it. He slammed the door in my face and was gone.

I frowned, "I didn't want this to get difficult." I sighed as I took out my gun.

I shot the knob of the door off, then kicked the door open.

Luckily, he wasn't standing a couple paces away, holding a shotgun.

I ran down the hallway, looking into every doorway, even into the closets.

Then I saw an open window, "A runaway." I thought as I jumped out the window.

I looked left and right, searching desperately for him.

Then I saw him, running down the road.

I took off after him, aiming my pistol at his legs.

"STOP NOW BEFORE I SHOOT!" I yelled as I gained on him.

James faked left, but ran right.

I aimed carefully, and took my first shot, just as he attempted to climb a fence.

I hit my mark, and he fell to the ground.

I ran over to him and rolled him over, putting handcuffs on him as I repeated the whole, "You have the right to remain silent-" gig.

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Back at my office I tried to talk to him, but he just wouldn't talk.

I looked at him closely, trying to get some information on him.

"Don't worry James, this has nothing to do with the drugs you've been selling."

James looked shocked.

I smiled slightly, "Gotcha."

"How'd you know?" James asked.

"It's all over your face."

James felt his face.

"Not like that you idiot." I said, rolling my eyes in disgust.

He sighed.

"James, I know you drugged Brandon."

"Brandon?"

"Yes, Brandon."

"I DIDN'T DRUG BRANDON!"

"You ain't lying are ya?"

"Nope." he said, spitting at my feet.

"Tell me James, who have been your current customers? Have a list?"

"Of course." James said, "Every professional drug-"

"Shut up and give me the list." I said angrily.

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James and I went over to his house to retrieve the list, but when we got there... nothing.

"It was...right here." he said, looking into the empty drawer.

"Did you move it?"

"No! I didn't... someone broke in!"

"James, you're under arrest."

"FOR WHAT?!"

"For selling drugs you moron!"

I was really getting tired of this kid...

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Well I was back in a rut. No leads no nothing.

Forensics came in, but no finger prints of any kind.

Whoever this killer was, they were elaborate.

The End

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