"No 'Hey Nidget great to see you sorry for bailing on your and Andre, how are you doing'." Nidget was back in town if you couldn't guess from his bitching. We were on our way up to the apartment Jenkins rented in a decently middle income area. I had Nidget there for the obvious entry difficulties.
"Nidget I could say something like that, but I honestly do not care how you are doing, or what happened to you and Andre, its the same reason when you ask where I was I don't tell you, because you don't care." I was pleasantly surprised Nidget was back in town, and I immeadiately roped him into helping me, because when committing crime for the law of the land, its best to have a witness to go down with you. That and I'm terrible with modern locks, just terrible.
"That, that actually makes sense and I thank you for the honesty even if it means your an asshole who just admitted you don't listen to me when I tell you how my day went." Its a double edged sword being honest, well not really, I again don't care what people think about what I say! Clearly I mean I'm writing this down about Nidget when I know he reads my journal, that speaks volumes about me.
"Just open the door Nidget." We had been standing in front of it for a minute or two, now I hoped there weren't multiple short guys with mustache's named Jenkins who were tax collectors, because if there were we were going to be really embarrased barging into his house.
The apartment was a small mid level unit with a bathroom and one bedroom. Jenkins furnishing was sparse. A chair, a near empty book case, a picture of a meadow on the wall. If the place had come furnished and Jenkins hadn't changed it, it would not have surprised me. The level of dust on things was a bit of a surprise, it spoke to him not being there in a while (I know my dust from my own comings and goings). The bedroom was a bed and a closet with some clothing that all looked similar. Bathroom was clean but again dusty.
"Now I'm positive someone killed him."
"Oh yes the evidence is clear all around in the nothing has been disturbed, moved or otherwise hassled, are we done here?"
"Done? Nidget we are just starting!"
"Joyous you know next time I say I'll help you remind me what that means."
"I don't see why I'd do that, it would only prevent you from helping me."
"Right I forgot you're so self centered."
"I'd remind you of that, but..." I'll be honest this conversation looped a couple times, tomorrow I'll go into the Jenkins obvious murder scene more. Because you know I love giving you tastes little journal OF MY BRILLIANCE!
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