Melody was biting on her bottom lip to stop her jaw from starting to shiver with the cold as she stood there. And then the man started to move closer. She looked him up and down, trying to figure out how old he might be, probably at least early thirties, and was looking to see if he was wearing a wedding ring when she saw the tattoo on the inside of his wrist. She'd seen one like it, or at least she thought it was similar, in a book at the store she frequented when she had time and some spare cash. She managed to stop herself from asking about it, figuring he didn't really want her interrupting whatever it was he was doing.
And what was he doing?? He was getting closer, and she glanced across to the car where the other guy was still inside, from the looks of things talking on his cellphone, or something, and then the man was reaching past her to the garage wall... 'Don't move,' he said, so she didn't, figuring at least it would be a little warmer here than away from the building, and his approaching coat, which really was starting to look a whole lot warmer...
"Uh, ouch?" she said as his fingers tugged on her hair. She normally had it up, but had pulled the clip out as she had walked to her car, letting it fall down and cover her neck in the cold night air.
"Is this how you investigate all homicides?" she asked, beginning to wonder what the hell he was going to figure out 'forensically' by what he was doing.
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Re: Lost Sleep
Date: 2016-01-18 04:55 am (UTC)And what was he doing?? He was getting closer, and she glanced across to the car where the other guy was still inside, from the looks of things talking on his cellphone, or something, and then the man was reaching past her to the garage wall... 'Don't move,' he said, so she didn't, figuring at least it would be a little warmer here than away from the building, and his approaching coat, which really was starting to look a whole lot warmer...
"Uh, ouch?" she said as his fingers tugged on her hair. She normally had it up, but had pulled the clip out as she had walked to her car, letting it fall down and cover her neck in the cold night air.
"Is this how you investigate all homicides?" she asked, beginning to wonder what the hell he was going to figure out 'forensically' by what he was doing.