Private Eyes

My name is D.J. and as a private eye I see a lot of strange cases. This one takes the cake, it’s the case that started it all. Her name is Jessie and she walked into my downtown office looking for help. She had been dating her best friend for a few months now. Out of nowhere he breaks up with and she has a feeling its because of his crazy ex. Jessie is a lovely redhead, curvy not the typical skinny bombshell you might be thinking. Dark red hair that ends just under her bust line, the perfect hourglass figure and just beautiful even after having three daughters. Just from looking at her I could tell she was of an athletic build and could be one hell of a strong woman to mess with and could hold her own in a fight. When she sat in my office and told me the story I could see she was broken and not sure where else to go.

I take notes of the names in question and location also anyone who may have details as to what is going on.

Male: Krys M.

Female: Lacey H.

Location: 720 privet drive

Talk to the neighbors to see what has been going down.

“Thank you for coming in Ms. Jessie. I hope I will be able to get you the answers and closure you need. I will contact you when I find out anything.” I tell her as I shake her hand and walk her out.

“Thank you so much I just need answers. Krys confessed to me that about 3 weeks back he was drunk and slept with Lacey. Then he just left after she messaged me telling me like he wouldn’t he is my best friend we share everything.” She says and we leave the office.

“I will do my best I promise.” I say as we part ways and I begin to canvas the area in which Lacey lives.

Later that day I find 720 private drive, looks like no one is home, perfect time to ask around about them. It is a nice quiet dead end street on the edge of the burbs. This quiet street is full of houses with families and kids of all ages. There are also a couple houses that are grandparents that have grandkids over. I choose to start with the house right next door to 720. They are the picture perfect middle class American family. Two kids, one boy and one girl, three dogs and a loving husband and wife. The husband is a tall broad shouldered muscular man with a short beard red brown in color works in construction. The wife was a lovely woman of about 5’6” not what people call beautiful but she was lovely, a sweet smiling woman with blonde hair piled in a bun on her head. Looked very well put together like an office worker of some kind. They told me the parties in question had moved in about a year ago now. Seemed like a nice enough couple, Krys more so than Lacey but they had not seen Krys around in like 7 months. I thanked them and moved on to the house directly across from Lacey’s house to see what they may know.

The single mother who lives across the street has lived here for almost 4 yrs now and seems to be the eagle’s eye of the street. She welcomes me in and offers me some coffee. I have a feeling I am in for a long story with all the details I am going to need for this case.

“So D.J. you are a PI and need info on the mess across the street. Well make yourself at home because this is going to be a long story.” She tells me as she takes a seat in the armchair by the windows that have a perfect view of the first part of the street and across the street.

“Thank you ms. Melinda, all the details I can get will help with getting to the bottom of what is going on.” I say as I take a seat on the couch across from her.

“Well this was a nice place to live before they moved in across the way.” She says with disgust in her voice. She glared across the street. I had a feeling I was going to get all the dirty details I could ever hope for.

“Why not start from the beginning I want all the details.” I said as I pulled out my notepad and pen. Melinda is a short woman of stocky build, a fun punk style hair cut, it looks to be some shade of green, her eyes are very striking. They look as if they are almost half green and half brown. She really is beautiful.

“Hmm where should I start? I could start with how things were when we moved in here.” She says, still looking out the window. She had such a thoughtful look on her face. I wondered what kind of pain she had seen from that window.

“That sounds like as good a place as any to start.” I said matter of factly. She looks me in the eye. Her eyes captivate me. I can’t look away from their intensity. I am not a blind man if I was being honest with myself she was more than beautiful she was a knockout. As a PI I try to keep a low profile not wanting to stick out like a sore thumb. However I do take care of myself. I am about 5’9” with broad shoulders, toned arms and abs. I tend to keep my blonde hair on the shorter side but not too short.

Get your head in the game D.J. I tell myself you are on a case not here to pick up hot chicks. I was going to need a cold shower after talking with Melinda. God help me my dick twitched with all the dirty thoughts running through my head just from those eyes.