the truth hurts pt 5

She looked at me. She smiled very devilishly.

"Morning Mr. Davis."

"Isn't it a good one?" I asked trying to scare her a bit.

"Not particularly. I mean I'm in a jail. What would you do in my position? John is it?"

"Yes it is. And I'd probably pray a whole lot so that God can protect me. Are you religious Ms.--"

"Natalie." She said interuppting me.

"Natalie."  I reassured.

"No, John, I am not religious. Well according to my parents I'm Christian."

"Ms. Natalie saying you are and being are two entirely different things. I could say I try to be perfect and I could say I am. You see two entirely different things."

She smiled. Then Sargent Diaz dropped her file onto the table along with a picture of her boyfriend.

"ahem." he said. I fixed my tie and cleared my throat.

"Ms. Rollen, can you tell me who this man is?" I questioned as I pointed to a picture of her boyfriend.  He was a white man. Blue eyes, blonde hair, attractive I guess.

"That..That's my boyfriend....."

"Yes yes it  is. Can you tell me why you feared him?" She became very jittery.

"He.....used to beat me.... And if I talked to a guy he would beat me even harder.. I couldnt have guy friends....." She looked into my eyes, I was falling in love with a woman who could or couldnt have killed her boyfriend.

"Ms. Rollen would you like a tissue?"

"Yes please."

"John." someone in the overhead speaker called.

"excusez-moi" I said in french not expecting her to understand

"c'est ok" she replied in french

"Merci." I left the room. I came back and Diaz was staring at Natalie. Holding none other than his AK47.

"Natalie. Why did you kill him?" I said, slamming my hand onto the table. She replied in French

"Je n'ai pas, je voulais juste qu'il me laisse aller"

"English please."

"I didnt I just wanted him to let me go."

the truth hurts pt 4

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......