Creative Writing: The Murderer

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Slamming the door behind him, Lassiter threw his badge on his desk, groaning. They had lost the guy. Actually, he had lost the guy. He was out chasing a murder they had been searching for, for weeks while Spencer and O'Hara were chasing after a thief, who they did manage to catch. He sat down at his desk, head in his hands. Then his phone started to ring and without looking, he picked it up. "Detective Lassiter. What's the problem?" "Carlton?" His breath caught in his throat and he looked around, trying to find a place to go because he needed to get out of there. He didn't want anyone to see him when he had this conversation. He had been waiting for it for a while now. He walked into the files room, hoping that no one would walk in on him. "What?" he growled. …show more content…

He pulled back, whispering a quiet thanks. "Do you want to talk about it?" "No." he replied as he got up to sweep up the remnants of his phone. He didn't even bother taking the sim card out. The only things he needed were the numbers of his co-workers. "What's with the file?" "We caught the murderer and brought him into custody. We figured you wanted to talk to him." He nodded and threw the phone away before following O'Hara into the interrogation area. He nodded to Chief Vick before walking in. When he walked in, he noticed that the guy looked terrified. He opened his mouth to start interrogating but the guy burst into tears as he confessed to his crimes. He nodded before walking out, not looking at either O'Hara or Chief Vick as he left. He just wanted to be alone. He sat at his desk before his work phone began ringing. "What?" he snapped. "Carlton..." "Just keep everything. I'll try and figure something out." he growled, irritated by how oblivious this woman was to the emotions of other people. "But... Carlton..." "I'll be right over to sign the papers." he said harshly before hanging up. He no longer cared about what she had to

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