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Personal Narrative: When I Clean My Car

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As Claire followed Andrew up the stairs to the second floor of the filthy parking garage, she could smell gas and fumes that filled the area. Andrew opened the door and held it for her then continuing to his car, he pressed a button on his keys and the lights on a dark silver 2014 Mustang lit up. He jogged over to the passengers side and held open the car door for Claire "Thanks." she slide in the car, and noticed that it looked and smelt as if he had just bought it that morning. As Andrew got into the drivers seat and looked at him "You know the inside of this car isn't going to stay this nice for very long if you're working with me." "What are you talking about?" Andrew seemed to only get more confused by the minute. He back the car up and …show more content…

It was a gift for my 21st birthday. How far till I turn?" "Goddamn, can you clean my car? And a mile 'til you turn left." Andrew let out a little laugh. "Sure why not?" he smiled keeping his eyes on the rode. Claire noticed his deep dimples turning away before she stared at him too long. "Okay so for this I just want you to, uh, observe what I'm doing and how I'm acting with the victims parents while asking questions, just please don't say or do anything stupid, okay?" Claire said desperately "I want to be as painless as possible." Andrew nodded his head "Can't believe you already think I'm dumb." he teased. "Left at the next stop light, and I never said you were, I just don't want this to take longer than it has too, and this way you can learn how i work in situations." Claire bit her bottom lip, how long had it been since she had to ask someone question outside of work? She only had to type the question and answers into the computer and look up information, she never really dealt with the actual victim, criminal, or anyone else involved for that matter. "You haven't done this in a long time huh?" Andrew said breaking her from her thoughts. "What makes you think that. Right at the next …show more content…

Her phone vibrated and she pulled it out of her pocket, why is Roberts calling? She pressed answer and held the phone to her ear "Yeah?" "Hey Claire!" he sounded nervous. "I've got another case for you to go look at, you just need to text Jason for the details, he's um already there but they need back up." He coughed up a nervous laugh and there was shuffling and whispering in the background, was she on speaker? "Okay, is that all." "Uh how'd the questioning go?" "Not too well, Figgins here messed it up big time." Andrew looked up from the sidewalk looking at her pleading as if to ask her to take that back. "The finalized case won't be done for a while." "How long?" "Three days at the minimum probably." In the background of the call she could hear the whispers grow louder, and they weren't recognizable. "Anything else?" Mr. Roberts laughed "No. But wait, wait. Won't you take me to funky town?" he continued his laugh but it was cut short. Claire face paled. "Not really in the mood for inside jokes right now Roberts, see you back at the office." Claire hung up the phone and headed for the passengers seat of Andrews car. "We have to get back to the office,

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