I looked at her mug shot. She was so beautiful, so innocent how could a woman like this be accused of such murder. I stared at her shot she had exquisite brown hair that laid right above her rear end. Her eyes were a deep green; they were so hard to look through. She always looked scared; she was very petite. It was about 7:45 am when Diaz walked in with the AK47.
"Diaz. Why the heck are you carrying that darn gun?" He chuckled.
"Come on John lighten up don't tell me your not scared this nuts going to try and kill us. And if she does I'm ready." I looked at him.
"You are stupid. She's a young woman. She's not going to hurt you. I don't think she did it anyway. She's 21 and has a clean record. She's beautiful and--"
"Oh no Johnny Cakes do not fall in love with this criminal." Diaz put his big hand on my shoulder.
"Ok for one I'm not Johnny Cakes. I wasn't in the outsiders and two who I said I was falling in love?" I fixed my tie and Arthur Diaz laughed.
"Johnny boy you are always falling in "love" but always get hurt just be careful you don't want this one killing you like she did her boyfriend."
I shuddered at the thought. Then Natalie Rollen walked in. They let her wear her own clothes today. She came in with a pencil fitted skirt, which if I may say looked good, and a white blouse. She wore black heels and her hair pulled out of her face.
"Good morning Ms. Rollen." I said fixing my tie again......
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