Loves Murder Mystery - Chapter One

All I have to do is turn the corner and then go three doors down. That was all I could think about. I looked up to make sure that I wasn't going to bump into anyone and that's when I caught his bluish-gray eyes. They were perfect in every way possible and he was kind and handsome and the most popular person in school. His name was Zacaria Molloy. Then all of a sudden I realized that I was still staring at him, and he was staring back at me. I must have turned bright crimson red but before I could tell what he thought of our little encounter I turned and ran for my math class. I still had five minutes before the bell rang so I pulled out last night's homework and hurried and went over it.
A girl sat down next to me but I barely registered her existence when she started to talk to me.
"Hi, I'm Issy Molloy and what's your name?" was all she asked me.

Beep! Beep! Beep! Ugh.. what does work want with me now. I looked at my pager and it read "911 come to headquarters as soon as you can!". I looked at my clock on my night stand and it read two A.M. What could they possible want with me at this time of the night. I guess I got about five hours of sleep though.
I got up and went into my bathroom. First I looked at myself in the mirror and realized that my light chocolate hair was a complete mess and that I had fallen asleep with my makeup on so there was mascara marks all along the outside rims of my brownish-green eyes. I looked like a mess and realized I need a quick five minute shower.

I then threw on jeans and a long sleeved shirt and a coat. It was cold here in New York City. It hadn't snowed yet and for that I was grateful for. I.Q Headquarters wasn't too far and in fact it was in walking distant but if it was a case I was going on then I need my car with all of my crime scene tools. I am a crime scene investigator/historian/C.I.A agent. Don't ask me how I can have a life after all this because I don't have a life.
I.Q. Headquarters is not a fancy place on the outside but the inside could and can be gorges. I walked through the double doors and walked up to the counter.
"Hi miss. I was called in. Do you know who called me in by chance?" I was nervous. I will admit I did not want the boss to be the one to call me in. Who knows what weird case he would give me and of course since I am to nice to say no I would accept the case.
"Umm... yes Mr. Johnson wanted you to come in as soon as you came. He is waiting for you in his office. You may go in." Great the one person I didn't want to see and he wanted me.

I knocked on the door three times and then I heard his voice. "Come in please Miss. Wikes."
I opened the door and walked into a grand office it was big and bright. "You wanted to see me Sir?"
"Yes I did Miss. Wikes. I need you to go up to an island right off Brazil's borders. Our biggest investor has been found dead in his house and we need you to go and find out if it was foul play or not. You have all the time once you get there but your plane leaves in eight hours. That's all you may leave now and your case folder is on the desk. Grab it and go now."

-Hey! thank you to all of you who read my first story and plz leave a comment I want to know wat u think.- Nicole