Darien Wilson (Roleplay)

#WCW to my beautiful girl. You saved me a long time go and fell. I'm glad we finally made it official.

I take a deep breath and nod before getting to my feet and pulling David with me. "You're stuck with me, come on."

I hold out my hand. "Need a car."

I look at Derek. "Now what boss?"

"Yea.. though I'm sure he's telling the truth. He was with Sam." I growl quietly.

"Looks like they just kept them on the whole time." I pause the video. "But that truck was definitely in Sam's driveway."

"Maybe." I rewind it then slow it down to play them living.

I take a slow breath and play it does up again. Around four in the morning, her car then the truck thirty minutes later. I take slow breaths.

I nod as I watch it head into the driveway. I hum as I speed it up a bit then pause as a truck come into frame. I clench my jaw. "That truck was at Seth's."

I nod. "A couple girls said she left at around ten." I fast forward a bit to just before.

I snort and pull David into two seats with me. I quickly pull up Halloween.

I quietly say, "I got you, man. Not gonna let you go down there again." I squeeze his shoulder, as we follow Derek.

I nod. "Just take the truck. I'll borrow Derek's if I need to before you get back."

I wrap my arm around David's shoulders. "Come on."

I nod. "Not everyone is observant." I leave the backroom. I hold out the bag to Laz.

I nod. "I mean not everyone knows about them exactly." I take slow breaths.

I flex my fingers and close my eyes. -fuck this breathing thing- I turn to the almost empty side wall and bit hard.

"Yea... The two pieces of jewelry she hasn't taken off since highschool." I walk back to Laz and grab a bag from him then put the jewelry in the bag.

I walk closer to the tools before spotting something red on dripping gun. "Please tell me that's a goat's blood?"

"It sure looks like that... See anything else out of place?" I ask, looking for something that gives a solid piece of evidence that she was here.

I open the door and examine it before heading inside. I clench my jaw. -We haven't had rain in a lately- I step towards a patch of disturbed dirt that's also darker then the rest, wet. - that's not how water works. -

I look up. "Roof is in good shape right?"

I nod. "Though I'm doubting you knew this guy was on the property... We tend to deal with our cigarettes so they don't just rudely litter places." I continue walking around. I pause near the backroom where he keeps tools and food. "Is the ground the same back here?" I look at the door.

I drop the cigarette in the bag and walk around the barn. I kneel near one of the corner and picking up another cigarette of the brand. "I can't think of anyone who does. Most of us smoke camels or marlboro." I bring the butt over and drop it in.

I nod and hold up a cigarette. "Derek doesn't smoke these."

I keep hold of the cigarette butt as we walk down to the barn the rest of the way.

I shake my head. "That's why Billie is a shaking suspect I think. Yea hurt egos can make some men be cruel but using her trauma and this... Unless he thought he could play hero maybe?"

I stop and pick up a cigarette butt. I wrinkle my nose, reading the brand.

I nod. We close the gate and start down the road.

I look around for anything out of place.

"No it was broken a few days ago." I look at the lock.

When pull into the driveway, I hop from my truck and toss the keys to Laz. "I'll meet you at the barn." I walk and open the gate.

"Yea... So we're not saying shit til we know a hundred." I pull away and head towards Derek's barn.

I laugh and kiss her cheek. "See you later baby" I leave with David

"he raises some mean ass goats." I stop at the law clinic and climb out, heading inside to get David.