Summer Thompson stumbled into her office, coffee in hand, and tripped over the welcome mat again
Seriously?, She muttered, rubbing her sore knee
Her assistant, Racheal,chucked from behind the desk
Morning boss.
Summer smiled brushing off her clumsiness."just peachy"
The Thompson investigate agency was summer's pride and joy. She'd built it from scratch, determined to prove herself as a top notch private investigator
As she settled into her chair, summer surveyed her cluttered desk, case files, notes and coffee cups vied for space.
Racheal handed her a stack of message,"The Johnson case is heating up. They need an update.
Summer nodded, scanning the notes. "Get me everything on the husband's alibi".
Racheal nodded and disappeared into the putter office
Summer focused on the case, her mind whirling with possibilities. She was so absorbed that she didn't notice the door opening
Summer Thompson? A deep voice called out
Summer looked up to find a tall, handsome stranger standing in her doorway
"Can I help you?" Summer asked, her heart skipping a beat
I'm detective Jameson, he said , flashing a Charming smile, I have a case that needs your...unique skills. Summer raised an eyebrow. Unique skills?
Jameson chuckled, let's just say I've heard about your creative approach. Summer face warmed, well I like to think outside the book. As they shook hands, summer felt a spark of electricity. She quickly dismissed it. Business only.
What is the case? Summer asked
Jameson's expression turned serious. "Missing person- high profile family. Discret investigation required
Summer curiousity pipued."Tell me more"
And with that summer life was about to change forever