The Sheriff 's Office Or City Hall? Essay
“Coroners ' notes, research, theories, Police report, you know just wrote down my thoughts about it all.” I answered, approaching the table, I flipped through a few pages and handed her a folder. “See here, uh… some research on the property and no deaths till a few days ago.”
“Has that been confirmed from the Sheriff’s office or City Hall?” She questioned,
“I didn’t get here till nine and I was up to one thirty, you’d think that I’d be calling the Sheriff in the middle of the night to talk about a case? No, this all theories.” I snapped, my jaws tightened at the feeling of my headache returning.
“Need a Snickers?” Ivory teased,
I rolled my eyes at her response, “No.” I admitted, grabbing my shoes from my bag.
“Well, I’m gonna read over these again.”
“You do that and I’ll go take a walk.” I said tying my shoes,
“Don’t stay out long, Mav might be back soon.” She implied,
“Yea, see ya in a few.” I mumbled, snatching my jacket and wallet before stepping out of the room. The cold air hit my face as I turned around and wandered down the hall. I stood at the entrance and looked at the beautiful mountains that surrounded us. After a few minutes of walking, I stepped inside a small diner and the old nostalgic vibes gave…