Sold? Oh Please. Chapter 44
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"What do you mean Jessie Marin is alive?" Jamie asked.
Krystal's heart began to beat faster. What did they mean by Jessie Marin was alive? Was she really? Tears fell from her eyes, she couldn't believe her ears. Oh my goodness! If this was really true, she would be the happiest person in the world.
"Did you perform a DNA test on the body you found?" Lenora asked.
Jamie stared at her for a while. "It only a hunch but I don't think she's dead." Lenora continued.
"It was her body, she was Jessie Marin. We didn't need a DNA test, the woman looked exactly like Jessie Marin." Jamie said firmly.
"Why are you now getting all defensive?" Lenora pouted "how could you not perform a DNA test? Still."
"Now that I think about it, my senior was rushing the entire thing, infact he pretty much shoved the results in my hand and shoved me into the commissioner's office." He sighed.
"Then what about the prosecutor." She asked.
"Hmmm... I only met with him once or twice. It is strange, Mr Jun met with him separately." He said.
"Huh, so was he there when you guys performed the autopsy then?" She asked.
He nodded.
"I wonder how you've held all this in, all this while." Lenora said. "Left to you, you would have solved this case. But why did they name you detective in charge, if you never really were involved?"
"Can't you see, there's foul play. I'm the shield...." he scoffed. "I can't believe it. The police are corrupt."
"There are corrupt people everywhere, no need to fret" Lenora comforted him.
Krystal strained to hear, she really couldn't get them as clearly anymore. Before she knew what was truly happening she tripped and knocked down a trash can. "Shit!" She cursed silently.
"What was that?" Lenora asked, eyes wide. Jamie put his finger on his lips and caressed the gun hanging by his side. Moving slowly, with skill and stealth he motioned for Lenora to get behind him.
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Krystal struggled to get up but her backpack was tangled in with a rusted metal. "Come on, come on." She tugged.
"Freeze! Put you hands up!" Jamie yelled as he held the gun to her.
Krystal yelped and shakingly put her hands above her head. "I didn't do it, I didn't do it please!" She cried.
Jamie looked at Lenora with a confused expression. "You didn't do what?" Lenora asked.
Krystal looked up at them and continued to cry.
Jamie sighed and dropped the gun, before he could put back into the holster Lenora stopped him. "What are you doing?" He asked.
"I could ask you the same thing, why are you putting your gun down?"
"Come on Lenora, she's just a kid." Jamie said.
"It doesn't matter, look how she's acting so guilty" Lenora frowned at her, Krystal tried to get up but she couldn't stand on her ankle.
"Ahh... I think I twisted it" She groaned.
"It not twisted, get up and stop pretending." Lenora scoffed.
"Pretending?! Whoa... I wish I was so good at acting. Perhaps my dreams of becoming one wouldn't be hopelessly bashed." She said ruefully.
Jamie tucked his gun in it's place and bent down to pick her up. "Stop!" Lenora said.
"What now?" Jamie sighed.
"Get up, I'll do it. I'll help her, don't touch her." She scowled. Pushing him out of the way and helping her up. Jamie couldn't help but smile at her jealousy.
Standing on one feet she held the other up. Lenora helped her to the wall, so she could lean aganist it.
"I saw you in the cafe, were you following me?" Lenora questioned her. "Who sent you? What is your aim? Who are you going to give your information to?"
"Lenora" Jamie said.
"Hey! Madam, look here, I'm not working anybody neither was I following you. I only got interested when you told him about it in the cafe."
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Lenora gasped "Madam? How old do I look to you?"
"You're older than me, and I'd rather not call you miss." Krystal scowled.
Lenora coughed and gasped in shock. "Look at you!"
Jamie shook his head at the two women in front of him "You said you were interested after what she said in there?" He decided to ask the obvious question.
Krystal nodded. "But I can't tell you why."
Lenora's eyes widened "Really? Would you rather we have you arrested then?"
"Arrested?" She gasped. "You can't arrest me for eavesdropping. Right?" She looked at the cop in their midst.
"No." He said firmly, looking at Lenora.
Krystal poked her tongue out at the woman before her, and Lenora scoffed.
"How childish." She said.
"So you won't tell us why you followed us out hear and spied?" Jamie asked again.
"It's not as if I won't, I just can't."
"I bet it's because of the code" Lenora narrowed her gaze at Krystal. "If only a handful of people know to connect Jessie Marin with that, then you must be a fan page manager."
Krystal coughed and stammered, words suddenly failing her.
"How did I know? It's quite obvious you see, plus I'm a very good reporter. I notice things other people don't." She grinned at Krystal.
"You're lying." Krystal blurted.
"Am I?"
"Lenora don't make assumptions." Jamie said.
"Why don't you ever support me?!" Lenora whined. "When have I ever been wrong about something like this?!" She scolded.
"Ahhh... look at how your yelling at him, is that all you do? Yell at people?" Krystal scoffed.
"Hey! Why can't I yell at him?" She yelled at Krystal.
"It must be hard for you to date someone like this." Krystal sympathetized with Jamie.
And he smiled and nodded his head.
"Hey!" Lenora warned. "Anyways it doesn't matter. What's your business? Do you like him?"
"Please..."
"Why did you answer like that? Is there something wrong with him?" She asked the question but it was more like she was accusing Krystal.
Jamie's look were a dream. He wasn't too tall, but he was still taller than them both. He had a very boyish look, gentle and sweet but his evident muscles showing by the strain of his shirt made him daring. His hair was a buzz cut so it made him look younger than he actually was, and his smile was definitely something to die for. But she was not interested. He was not her type.
"I'm into guys that have good taste in women, so no." She smirked at Lenora, winking at Jamie.
Lenora's jaw dropped and she wanted give a fitting reply, but Jamie hand on her shoulder stopped her.
"Enough, I cannot keep listening to this useless arguing. Hey! You're older stop." He scolded Lenora, who frowned in response.
"Look if you're Jessie Marin's fan page manager, or at least one of them then you must know a lot about her right?" He asked and Krystal nodded.
"Let's exchange numbers and switch information okay?" He said and pulled out his phone.
"No! You won't give her your number or take hers. Here's mine" Lenora gave her a card. "Call me."
Krystal pouted and took it. "Ugh... do I really have to take hers?" She looked at Jamie.
"Well she has spoken" He said chuckling.
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