Quadruplets Make Six

“Uh…I don’t think I want to be with a criminal, man,” he joked. He was always fucking joking, but it worked for him.

“She ain’t a ‘criminal, man.’ I think she’s the witness. He said he’s been waiting on her all day,” I explained.

“Okay…so we’re just standing here like creeps.” He laughed once.

“Sort of.” I walked over to Alex’s old desk; he had it all cleared out. I sat down and Nate got on the desk itself.

“Any word from Amy yet?” Nate asked me.

“Nope. I doubt she would tell us first anyway. I just have a bad feeling about this.” I sighed.

“Your little gut is talking to you again?”

I glared at him.

“Not dogging it. Just asking.”

“Yeah. That’s it.”

“I didn’t plan on sticking around this long.” He yawned and stood up, checking his phone like someone was actually talking to him. The three of us are all each of us had, so not many people talked to us.

“When you see her, it will be worth it.”

“It better. You know, it’s still bugging me that no one saw anything. Why does no one ever see anything? Bet they knew what the Kardashians were wearing yesterday though.” He shook his head and scoffed. I managed a laugh.

“Yeah. Right…here they come.”

We both headed to

wards the open office door. I saw Nate lay eyes on the woman and I knew he wasn’t disappointed, just as I expected.

“Alex, is this the witness?” I asked him.

The woman was in front of him, and behind her, Alex caught our gaze and nodded. Just like that, we were on the same page.

“Yes. Rose Camden, this is Nate and Alex. They also responded to the crime scene.” Alex explained.

Rose widened her eyes and looked at both of us. Though it was more like her checking us out, which of course was fine.

“Oh. Hello.” She offered to shake both our hands, and we both did.

“Hello, Rose. I’m Max Hunter.”

“I’m Nate Logan. The three of us are old frat brothers.” Nate joked. Rose laughed a bit, but looked confused.

“He’s joking. It’s all he’s good for.” I explained. She laughed a little more.

“Oh. Got it. Well, I was just on my way out.” She glanced at Alex and then both of us before trying to step around us.

“We can give you a ride home. Police escorts are always fun.” I told her.

“Yeah, I offered that to her earlier,” Alex added.

“That’s okay. I don’t want to keep you tonight.” She laughed nervously, tucking some hair behind her ear. It brought me to look at her neck again; her skin was so perfect. And her eyes were the clearest, biggest green I had ever seen.

“It isn’t a problem, plus it’s probably safer. With you being our key witness, it’s easy for people to catch on. And we don’t know what kind of suspect we are dealing with.”

Leave it to Alex to come up with the technical shit. Though, he wasn’t completely wrong.