Wendy Jones

Rebecca and I get along so well that I see her as an older sister. Once I got into my cubic, Rebecca waited for me, sitting at my desk, happy as ever. She missed me a lot, as much as I missed her.

I asked her, “How did you know I was coming?” I did not call or email, stating I was coming in today.

Rebecca said, “Let’s call it a woman’s intuition, Leon.” Rebecca asked how the new house was coming along and how my family was doing. Rebecca also asked if I met someone who I could fall in love with.

I said, “Well, you know me as if you have known me forever.” I asked Rebecca where our boss and other team members were. “Yes, there was a person I might fall in love with if I had not fallen already in love with her. When is the boss coming back? I need to inform him we have a Petty Officer who got taken hostage along with a kid.

Rebecca said, “They will return as soon as possible since they are catching a worldwide murder. They flew to the Dominican Republic to find the murderer named Jones East about a week ago.”

I said, “We must conduct this investigation ourselves until our boss and team return from the Dominican Republic.” Rebecca, you need to find any information about Petty Officer Elizabeth Miner. See if you can find any criminal records, any juvenile records the judge could have sealed, and anything that can help us figure out why she got taken hostage with a child.

Rebecca found Petty Officer Elizabeth Miner had gotten arrested four times when she was involved in murder cases. Rebecca also found out Petty Officer Elizabeth was working with her fiancé, who had committed significant felonies, and with his two best friends. Petty Officer Miner was impregnated by her fiancé and gave birth to her daughter, who was about eight years old. We also discovered that before Petty Officer Elizabeth Miner’s daughter was born, her fiancé left her to be with a promiscuous woman with a massive chest with whom he was having an affair while dating Petty Officer Elizabeth Miner.

Rebecca and I were investigating Petty Officer Elizabeth’s ex-fiancé when our boss and team entered the room after capturing Jones East in the Dominican Republic. It took my team a while to locate Jones East since it usually took them a few hours to find someone. I greeted my team as soon as I saw them. I told my boss that I had come to investigate Petty Officer Elizabeth Miner, who got taken hostage, and I wanted to find her before something happened to her and the child, who I will assume is her kid.

My boss Anderson said, “Tomorrow, we will investigate her location.” Then, Anderson asked if I needed a place to stay for the night, and I said, “Yes.”

Wendy Jones, you will have Leon stay with you for the night, which is an order, although Wendy complained about it. Anderson remembered what had occurred the last time Leon stood over. Anderson said, “Of course, I remember what happened, and that is why Leon will stay with you for the night.” It would help if you were great friends again. Before Wendy and I left, my boss said we would find Petty Officer Elizabeth Miner and her daughter. We should rest, and we will investigate the exact location where you saw them get taken. We will search the buildings and where Petty Officer Elizabeth Miner lives for clues.

I left my BMW in the parking lot of the building so Wendy could drive me to her place. Wendy Jones is furious at me for many reasons. The first was when I had to use the restroom; she was showering, and when I entered the bathroom, she was getting out of the tub but had not put her towel on. So, Wendy started throwing anything she could find at me because I saw her fully naked. The second reason Wendy is mad at me is that she lives in a one-bedroom studio, and we had to share the bed, and we ended up sleeping together because we were both aroused. I tried to apologize for the random walk-in when she was showering but not for the sex because we were both aroused, and we should have been much more responsible for our actions.

As we approached Wendy’s place, she told me she had moved into a bigger apartment because she was dating. So, you will sleep in the guest bedroom. We will not sleep together again; even if I enter the guest room, we will not repeat that, or I will kill you. I told her it would not happen again because I was in love with someone, and you are currently dating.

Wendy, would you accept it if I were to apologize, and it was sincere? Wendy said yes, only because I miss being your best friend since we have been working together for about three years. As we entered her apartment, I asked her if she had my old toothbrush and some of my clothes; she said yes to my clothes but threw out the toothbrush. Wendy kept it because she felt sorry for almost injuring me badly physically. I asked if she had a spare toothbrush, and she said yes. After brushing my teeth, I went to the guest room and fell asleep instantly since I was tired.

I still felt tired as I woke up because I am not a morning person. I wake up early to shower before Wendy does because I do not want the same incident of me walking on her naked again, even though she has a lovely body. I woke up at five in the morning because if I remember correctly, Wendy showers at six-thirty and takes a while in the shower. I usually carry my gun on me while I am investigating someone.

As I entered the bathroom, I realized I had taken the toothbrush to the guest room and had to retrieve it, so I headed back to the guest room. As I returned to the guestroom, I heard loud noises from Wendy’s room. I thought Wendy was sleeping with her boyfriend, who usually stayed the night. Wendy’s boyfriend used to go to the same high school as me and was the baseball team star.

I checked Wendy’s room to see if the noise was coming from her television, but then I noticed two bodies on the floor, exposed and covered in blood. I turned the bodies to ensure they still had a pulse, and there was, but it was faint and going slow, so I called the ambulance. The two bodies were Wendy’s and Johnny Wague, Wendy’s boyfriend. Johnny Wague is six feet, seven inches, weighs two hundred pounds, and is thirty-one years old; Johnny is muscular and has red hair and grey eyes. When the ambulance arrived, the paramedics asked what had happened, and I told them I did not know since I was going to get ready for a shower.