Story following the findings of Detective White, an Chicago private investigator, and his partner Detective Roberts. 

We get out of the car, and hide under our jackets to escape the rain trying to soak us from above. The hotel has had weird sightings before, but know an maid has reported hearing an gunshot, and coming to find an dead body in an abandoned room.

We walk through the front door, in an rush, and wipe the wet drops from our jackets. I walk over too the front desk, and ring the ringer. Two minutes pass before an old woman answers us. Yes gentlemen we heard you were coming, please follow me up to the room. Her p[ace starts to annoy me, and I pace beheind her, before we finally make it to the room. I thank her and we both enter very cautiously. The door slowly cracks open, to an unbearable smell that sneaks up on both of us. We both draw ur guns, and walk in. We then quickly clear all the rooms, before we search the apartment. The man was tied down to the bed, and it looks like he was killed on the bed as well. That is very obvious since he still is in the bed, and still tied up. The rest of his body is perfect, no scars, or wounds of any sort, which is odd. Maybe he knew his killer, and they could of been freinds or associates at least. 

I think that he knew the killer, he let he or she in without anything. He has no wounds on his body at all. SO that means either he was strangled or he died from suffocation. I say over my shoulder to White, as he is looking through the bedroom. 

I found something as well, and he gestures to me to come closer to him. I walk in the room slowly, and he shows me an small piece of paper. it reads

Drive Cleaning Pickup 8:30

Movie Starts at 9:00

He was going on an special movie trip with someone, maybe an girlfriend? As he stares at me for an answer. 

Most likely an girlfriend. We can look into relatives when we comeback to the station. But let's get as much as me can from the hotel first. Then we can go back, and go over what we find. We look through all his belongings, and don't find much he didn't have much here, in his bedroom all there was a shelf, full of books, and his bed. I continue to go past the main room, and go into the kitchen. 

The kitchen is full of normal stuff, a bunch of knifes, and all of them are in place. All I got from this kitchen, is an calendar, with an red circle around this day. It says MOVIE DATE. So yes, it was his girlfriend or someone he wanted to impress at least. We both leave his apartment, and close the door. Outside is an woman, that stares for a second, and she books it down the far hallway. We sprint after her, and we follow her down the stairs. She goes around, and around the stairs till we leave to the bottom level parking lot. She guns it down towards the back, to an red Ford, and she graves for her keys. But I get beheind her, and pull out my gun, and the gun is drawn by Roberts as well. She slowly drops to her knees, and we cuff her. We take her back to the station for questioning, and we put her in ROOM 1. 

So Mrs. Duncan why did you run from us? I sit down too the wooden chair, and face Mrs, Duncan. 

You are the police, and I don't like your kind. You killed my husband, in cold blood, she says in her thick Chicago accent.

Mrs. Duncan your husband was robbing an liquor store, and refused to surrender. Then he fired at one of the officers, and was killed. He caused his own death not the police. I slowly raise my voice and quickly lower it down to normal again. 

No matter! You killed him, you bastards! She screams for an second and she cries for a second and shrugs it off. 

That is no reason to run from us, do you have something to do with this! Tell us know or you will have to answer to the judge, we know that you been stealing from he residents of that apartment complex.

She stares up and us, and stares at the ground. She is looking impatient, but she keeps an straight face as she responds. I don't know anyhting but a rumor I heard in the dry cleaners last week. I overheard one of those bimbos say that they heard an large argument, and an large man left Angel's room late last night. 

So who is this man then? Roberts belts out from his chair beside me.

I guy that goes by Felix, that's all we know. But we know that he is an small time gangster that used to run with the Big Boss crew, but that is also an rumor, could be false. She smirks and gives out na small laugh. I slap her with my backhand of my wrist, and raise my voice.

THIS IS NOT AN GAME, WHO IS HE? I yell at her shocked face. 

She graves her cheek for an second, and answers his street name is "Mad Dog" he used to be an hitman for Big Boss, and some people even said he had an part of killing him as well. 

We both look at each other, with the same though in mind, he is our next suspect. Now Mrs.Duncan you can leave after, you fill out an form. Have a nice day, said in the most sarcastic tone I could come up with

PART 2 PREVIEW

My partner and I go after Felix "Mad Dog" Ricano and we find out more about the case. Also an run in with former girlfriend Jessica Banks.