Jacob
I walked into the interesting room. He sat uncomfortably. His hand fell over his face, it was a dark shade of blond, and his skin was tanned. Guess that was due to the American weather.
I sat opposite him. "Good morning Kristian Lambridi. How are you this fine morning?"
He grunted, I'm guessing he wasn't a morning person. "Okay, I am Detective Jacob Mcfife. I take it, you know why you are here?"
His eyes cut through his hair. This was going to be fun! Note the sarcasm.
"Where's my wife?" He asked in an angry board tone.
So we were going to play it like that, are we?
"She's fine. So, tell me how you and Miss. Brown met?"
"She's my wife, so use the appropriate last name." He said, vexed.
Well, I guess it didn't take him long to get riled up. I wondered why Stacy had hooked up wit……
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