Now I'll be starting a new chapter in my life. Before all this I would not be caught dead hanging around in a crime scene. I would rather bury my face in books even though I was more of an athletic type compared to you Moe. You were more of the brains on our team. You were supposed to be here instead of me. But where were you, rotten into pile of bones buried six feet under. You were the driving force why I chose this career back in the day. No matter how much mom was against it. I sneak in reviews in between my shifts at a part time job and while studying. Later on I found a desk job after graduating but still the desire to seek justice for your death is inconsolable. I could not let just anybody else hand it, though it would be a conflict of interest too. Though I can still ask someone c
