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"I can't keep seeing you like this Ian."

Ian frowned as he heard his friend, Ronald's voice at the other end of the line. Ronald was an interesting man, meeting him in the army. He is a dark skinned man, with broad shoulders and strong arms, and he was known to Ian for his humor. But he sure wasn't being funny now.

"Look, why now? Why do you tell me this now?" Ian asked, sitting on his white couch while putting his leg on top of the other.

"Because I'm worried about you, obviously." He answered, making Ian roll his eyes in annoyance.

"Again, why do you tell me this now?"

"Now that's where you're wrong, Ian. At first, I thought you were joking, but I was wrong. Very, very wrong." Ronald explained.

"I guess I can't blame you." Ian sighed, shaking his leg in impatience. "Look, I am very busy right now, so if you don't mind. . ."

"Ian, wait-"

But his voice got cut up just as he hung up on the call. Bored out of his mind, he tried lighting up his cigarette with an old lighter. It was worthless, as it didn't light up as he wanted it to.

"Shit. . ." He muttered, until all of a sudden, he heard the doorbell ring. Closing the lighter with a snap, he got up and walked up to the door, and he opened it.

He rolled his eyes as he found out who it was, and he smirked as he said, "Hi Seto."

Seto moved to the side as he revealed a girl, her lips were pursed and her light brown eyes were glaring at his. Ian chuckled mockingly, "Oh, and hi Carla."

She crossed her arms together and raised her eyebrow at him. He knew Carla, she was more of a dream-stopper than an actual friend, but they could pretend. She was also a client of his, an old one, before she somehow 'got back to reality' or whatever she called it.

Seto was an alright acquaintance, by they'd never talked together unless it was because Jason was there checking with him. The problem was that they were both cops, and their visits nerved him. So he pulled his act together, and moved aside, "You can uh, come in."

Carla proceeded in stepping in, while Seto stayed out, leaning against the doorframe. Ian then knew that he wanted to speak with him alone.

"Make yourself at home Carla, just wait a sec." Ian muttered as Carla sat down on the white couch.

Ian walked towards Seto, and they went out into the hallway of the fancy room. Unamused, Seto looked at Ian again, with the same, curious facial expression. Ian frowned, "What is it, Seto?"

"Did you do it?" He asked.

Ian raised an eyebrow, "Do what?"

"Don't you know? Have you not been informed yet?" Seto asked, surprised.

"Seto, quiet bullshitting me and tell me what happened."

Seto sighed and out his hand over his face, "There was a recent murder, and you know him from the back of your hand. I knew him too, it's just-"

"Seto!"

"What?!"

Everything was quiet for a short while, except Seto's deep breathing. Ian licked his lips nervously, and finally said, "Seto, calm down. Now tell me, who's dead?"

Seto frowned, and he scratched the back of his head,

"I-It's Quentin man.

"Q-Quentin was recently found dead."

-Author's Note-

Whoa.

Twist Update.

Whoa.

New character. (My name is with a K, not a C, so it's not me)

Whoa.

Don't forget to vote! <3

Whoa.