November 29th, 2014
3:33 PM
Forsythe Investigations, Beacon Hills, Oregon
"I am so sorry-"
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November 30th, 2014
9:39 AM
"to tell you-"
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4:29 PM
"This but-"
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November 31st, 2014
1:21 PM
"I am afraid"
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3:30 PM
"That your suspicions were correct"
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5:05 PM
"that your husband-"
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6:18 PM
"has been unfaithful in your marriage..."
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December 1st, 2014
8:29 PM
"here are some photos Ms. Elderberry," Stiles sighed handing her the photos that he took of her husband kissing a prostitute and going into the motel. The 50-year-old lady covered her face and started sobbing, "Our receptionist can give you the number of a lawyer friend if you want to divorce your husband," Stiles said.
"Y-You know you can be a bit more empathetic when revealing this to the wife of the man who is cheating on her," Ms. Elderberry cried.
"Would you like me to suck your ass at that, Ms. Elderberry," Stiles said and the woman gasped, "I have done 8 cases in a row, and do you know what I told them... 'your husband is cheating on you!'" Stiles said, "You're a statistic Ms. Elderberry, men are pigs that just want to fuck... you hired me to prove he was cheating, not to coddle you if you break down. You can pay the Receptionist on your way out," Stiles said storming out of the office.
"You are so gentle with your clients," Xavier chuckled and Stiles saw he had his bag for going out, Stiles opened the door to grab his overnight bag and followed Xavier out to his car. "No, you're not coming with me," Xavier said reaching around for his keys and widening his eyes as Stiles pulled them out of his jacket pocket.
"I was half raised in Manhattan, I learned to pickpocket when I was 10," Stiles shrugged unlocking the door getting in, and handing the keys to his angry boss.
Xavier looked at the boy for several seconds... he couldn't help but be reminded of his childhood best friend. Everything about Stiles reminded him of Richie, the way he talked, the way he smiled when he said something cheeky.
"Yo sweet cheeks, you gonna start the car or let us run out of oxygen?" Stiles said and Xavier snapped back to reality.
"Stiles... this isn't going to be fun for you, it's just a cheating case like yours," Xavier said starting up the car and looking at Stiles as he got comfortable in the passenger seat.
"Yeah, and why didn't you pawn it off to me like the others?" Stiles said looking up at him with a no-nonsense face, "Either you are lying to me, or this case is personal," He said and then raised an eyebrow. "Or... it's a small case that leads to a bigger one?"
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Beacon Hills Noir
FanfictionNot only are there a lot of cold cases in the small town of Beacon Hills, Oregon, but they also have to look out for the supernatural. Detectives and Private Investigators have to rule out not only human suspects, but they have to rule out the super...
