borderline angelic. She practically glowed as she plugged in her desk lamp. Her hair was blonde, neatly ironed, and she was wearing a short sea green dress that would look quaint if Katie wore it. She pulled it off though, like she was some sort of modern Southern belle.
The angel turned when she had heard the knock but did not stop what she was doing, checking the lamp as she gave Katie a once-over and then smiled. Even her teeth were straight and shone like they had their own light source.
"You must be my roommate!"
Katie nodded and waved, as if she was embarrassed for distracting the other girl from her task. The girl ran forward and hugged Katie. Katie was so surprised that she took a second to react, hugging the angel back, though not quite so freely or fiercely.
“Aren't you just a spitting image of sultry," the girl said, pulling back from Katie to give her a once-over.
Katie could feel her cheeks burning.
"Sorry, was that too forward? I'm a bit of a hugger."
"No, no, that's fine. I'm Katie.”
"Tiffany. A pleasure to meet you, darling.”
She really was a belle, considering the slight Southern twang that slipped through on the word "pleasure," though until that word Tiffany had done a good job masking it.
"Texas?"
"Well, don’t you have a damned good ear! Born and raised.” Tiffany's face fell. "Is it that obvious?"
Katie felt herself smiling. This girl was her roommate? "No, not at all, I'm just good with accents. I love the dress by the way."
"Thank you! I felt like I might be overdoing it considering ever other girl I've seen seems to wearing jeans, but the weather just seemed much too nice for that. You know, enjoy it while it lasts and all that.”
“I couldn't agree more. I just wish I was wearing one too,” Katie added.
There was a knock on the half open door and Katie turned to see an almost identical version of Tiffany, only twenty years older, carrying in a box of books.
"Oh, Mama, let me get that," Tiffany said, taking the books from her mother.
"Thanks, dear,” the other woman said, and dusted her hands off on her white Levis before turning her full attention on Katie. “Hello, you must be Tiffany's roommate?"
"Yeah, I'm Katie.”
She shook the older woman's hand.
"Rachel. A pleasure to meet you." Her accent wasn't masked at all and twanged like a tuned banjo.
"Where's your stuff?"
"Oh, in the car, I just figured I'd wait for the hordes to get finished before I brought up my stuff."
"Seems like a sensible plan. If there was only more time I wish we had done the same. Do you have any plans?"
"Now that I've met Tiffany I've successfully crossed off my list of to-do's for the moment,” Katie said, taking a seat on the bed not occupied by Tiffany’s belongings.
Tiffany practically bounced to Katie when she heard this. "Are you hungry? We were about to go get sushi before I said bye to Mama, but you're welcome to join us."
"I wouldn't want to impose--”
Rachel waved her hand. "It would be a pleasure to get to know my daughter’s roommate a little better before I leave. I unfortunately have an early afternoon flight so I don't have a ton of time. And if you don't mind me saying so, you seem to … be more from this area."
Katie grinned. "You got me. I'm from the city, but I do know the area. I'd be honored to join you guys for lunch."
2
11:39AM Thursday, Sept 20th
A rthur Bell got out of his Grey 2010 Lexus LS 460 Sport and ducked underneath the police tape, heading towards the abandoned car garage. The usual suspects were already there as well as half a dozen police and the forensic teams from both the PD and the Bureau. A fresh crime scene and already it was a clusterfuck.
A young officer approached Arthur with his hand resting on the butt of his service weapon. Arthur reached to show his badge, but before he could pull it from his jacket a familiar baby-faced man jogged over and waved the officer away.
“Jesus Christ, Isaac, its Agent Bell. He’s the agent in
The angel turned when she had heard the knock but did not stop what she was doing, checking the lamp as she gave Katie a once-over and then smiled. Even her teeth were straight and shone like they had their own light source.
"You must be my roommate!"
Katie nodded and waved, as if she was embarrassed for distracting the other girl from her task. The girl ran forward and hugged Katie. Katie was so surprised that she took a second to react, hugging the angel back, though not quite so freely or fiercely.
“Aren't you just a spitting image of sultry," the girl said, pulling back from Katie to give her a once-over.
Katie could feel her cheeks burning.
"Sorry, was that too forward? I'm a bit of a hugger."
"No, no, that's fine. I'm Katie.”
"Tiffany. A pleasure to meet you, darling.”
She really was a belle, considering the slight Southern twang that slipped through on the word "pleasure," though until that word Tiffany had done a good job masking it.
"Texas?"
"Well, don’t you have a damned good ear! Born and raised.” Tiffany's face fell. "Is it that obvious?"
Katie felt herself smiling. This girl was her roommate? "No, not at all, I'm just good with accents. I love the dress by the way."
"Thank you! I felt like I might be overdoing it considering ever other girl I've seen seems to wearing jeans, but the weather just seemed much too nice for that. You know, enjoy it while it lasts and all that.”
“I couldn't agree more. I just wish I was wearing one too,” Katie added.
There was a knock on the half open door and Katie turned to see an almost identical version of Tiffany, only twenty years older, carrying in a box of books.
"Oh, Mama, let me get that," Tiffany said, taking the books from her mother.
"Thanks, dear,” the other woman said, and dusted her hands off on her white Levis before turning her full attention on Katie. “Hello, you must be Tiffany's roommate?"
"Yeah, I'm Katie.”
She shook the older woman's hand.
"Rachel. A pleasure to meet you." Her accent wasn't masked at all and twanged like a tuned banjo.
"Where's your stuff?"
"Oh, in the car, I just figured I'd wait for the hordes to get finished before I brought up my stuff."
"Seems like a sensible plan. If there was only more time I wish we had done the same. Do you have any plans?"
"Now that I've met Tiffany I've successfully crossed off my list of to-do's for the moment,” Katie said, taking a seat on the bed not occupied by Tiffany’s belongings.
Tiffany practically bounced to Katie when she heard this. "Are you hungry? We were about to go get sushi before I said bye to Mama, but you're welcome to join us."
"I wouldn't want to impose--”
Rachel waved her hand. "It would be a pleasure to get to know my daughter’s roommate a little better before I leave. I unfortunately have an early afternoon flight so I don't have a ton of time. And if you don't mind me saying so, you seem to … be more from this area."
Katie grinned. "You got me. I'm from the city, but I do know the area. I'd be honored to join you guys for lunch."
2
11:39AM Thursday, Sept 20th
A rthur Bell got out of his Grey 2010 Lexus LS 460 Sport and ducked underneath the police tape, heading towards the abandoned car garage. The usual suspects were already there as well as half a dozen police and the forensic teams from both the PD and the Bureau. A fresh crime scene and already it was a clusterfuck.
A young officer approached Arthur with his hand resting on the butt of his service weapon. Arthur reached to show his badge, but before he could pull it from his jacket a familiar baby-faced man jogged over and waved the officer away.
“Jesus Christ, Isaac, its Agent Bell. He’s the agent in
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