A Timeless Love

She woke with the gasping for air that she had grown accustomed to every night for the last two months. Her dream at night had been the same since her trip, always the same places, the same people, she would swear they were memories, but she had never seen them before. She knew that much. The feelings they brought were that of old friends, people she had known from long ago, but she knew their faces were that of strangers. She glanced at the clock as the red light blared across the room and was the only light source. It was 2:30 in the morning, she knew she had a choice to make on whether to get up and start her day very early or chance the dream again. It was her everlasting debate that she had every night and every morning for the past few months. She knew which she would choose and also kne

She sat in the second of three interviews still not hearing a word that any of them said. She had hoped coffee would have perked her interest, but she had deemed both applicants unworthy of the position within three seconds of being introduced. One was too pompous to work with her in any fashion as he referred to himself in the third person and had described in great detail his working habits, they would not mesh well with hers, so she had crossed his name off the list. The second candidate was nearly as bad. Though he didn’t refer to himself in the third person, he had a sense of grandeur that wouldn’t be well when he found out that she was the boss, and she would be the one calling the shots not him. That would not be the ideal for him as he was severely put off that she was even

The four men had set out in the car for this entire time as she sat inside skyping the two different detectives. They also saw the encounter with her neighbor and wondered what that was about. They were slightly concerned with the neighbor’s reaction. As the door closed the neighborhood stocked off around the corner of her house into what would probably be her backyard. Nathan did not like that. Matthew liked it even less. Henry and Steven both sat there and wondered what they could do to possibly invite themselves to her house, there was only one major problem with that they weren’t supposed to know where she lived. They really didn’t have any reason to be in the neighborhood and they didn’t have the confidence or the knowledge to say that they were visiting one of her

She woke up to the sound of her alarm clock for the first time in two months. It was something that she had never even dreamt of as being a beautiful thing. As much as she hated the fact that she had to wake up the first time in two months that she had been able to sleep for any amount of time without having the dream wake her up. She was wide-eyed and ready to start the day for the first time without bags under her eyes and having to take a freezing ice shower to try and make herself look halfway decent and awake. Even her breakfast tasted better than it had in months. She finally felt like she wasn’t just trying to survive, she actually felt alive for the first time in so long. She was ready to start the day, no matter what that particular day was going to bring.

She made her way through the maze of hallways that she knew that she was being watched still but not by who, it was more like a what, to her office. As she got into her office, she shut the blue door and pulled her blinds closed as she picked up the phone and called the detective that was handling Sanchez’s murder. She started to explain when he picked up, exactly what had gone on in the past few hours and precisely what she had found without even trying to be a part of the case. She wanted to turn over the evidence as soon as possible, and he said that he would send a squad car to pick it up. He agreed that it seemed a little odd that she would receive an email from a dead man’s account and he wanted to take a look at it for himself. Apparently, the first part of the investigation