This is novel length my friends, so if you're not into reading a lengthy story this won't be something you'll enjoy. This is the correct, edited piece. For those of you who take the time to read the story in it's entirety I thank you. I hope you enjoy the story as much as I did writing it.
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Jade glanced around at the destruction in front of her. Her apartment had been ransacked, destroyed was a more fitting word she was thinking. All of her furniture lay broken and ripped apart, scattered about the apartment. Even the mattress's on her bed had been ripped to shreds.
"Miss London do you have any idea who might have done this?"
It was one of the policemen who were investigating the break in of her apartment who had asked her the question. A detective Jones.
"I don't have a clue why anyone would do this. Nothing seems to be missing so I'm at a loss as to why," she told him.
"Whoever did this was looking for something. This wasn't a robbery Miss London, they were searching for something."
"I don't have anything of real value, I'm not rich, I'm not famous, so I don't have a clue what anyone could be looking for."
"What type of work do you do Miss London?"
"I work as a personal assistant to Mr. Henry at Halverston's."
"What is Halverston's and what exactly do you do for Mr. Henry?"
"They give appraisals on rare and old artifacts and arrange for auctions if the clients are looking to sell their items. Mr. Henry is an expert in old documents and manuscripts. I set up appointments for the clients who have something they need appraised. I make all his appointments, arrange for the auctions, make all his travel arrangements, log in all the items that he is appraising, things like that."
"So most of the things that come into Halverston's is expensive then?"
"Yes, very. Some things have been valued at millions of dollars."
"Do you ever bring anything from work home?"
"No, everything is always locked in the vaults at the end of the day. Anything that has been checked out has to be returned by six pm each night. If something is not returned on time the building goes into automatic lock down. Until all items have been returned to the vaults no one can enter or leave the building. Each item has to be signed out and witnessed by at least three others. When something is returned to the vault, the same procedure is taken."
"Is your boss appraising anything right now that is of extreme value?"
"Yes and No. He is working on some old manuscripts that are supposedly written by Mark Twain. Until they have been documented and certified that they are genuine they have no value. If they are found to be the real item then they would be worth millions to collectors."
"What about a avid collector that just wants the manuscripts? Could someone be trying to steal them for their own personal pleasure?"
"Well yes, anything is possible."
"Do you have somewhere you can go tonight Miss London, the crime unit won't be finished here for some time?"
"Not really but I can check into a motel for a couple of nights and I will need to let my insurance company know about this."
"Good, I'll give you a call if I have more questions. Here's my card with my office number and cell number, if you think of anything you might have forgotten please call me."
Jade checked into a motel then called her insurance company who would be sending someone tomorrow to investigate her claim. The officer had let her pack a overnight bag with some of her clothes and toiletries before she left the apartment.
Everyone had already heard about the break in before she got into work the next day. The police had been there questioning her boss and other employees since seven am.
"Jade I would be scared to death if that had happened to me," her friend Amy was saying.
"Well I have decided to find someplace else to live. It is rather unsettling knowing that someone came into your home that easily. They destroyed everything in the apartment, even all of my dishes had been swept out of the cabinets and were broken. God only knows how long it will take my insurance company to settle with me and I have to replace everything I own except for my clothes."
"Do you have somewhere to stay until this is all over?"
"I'm staying in a motel for now until I can find another place."
"Jade why don't you come stay with me? I have an extra room in my apartment and I would love the company. Before you ask, no, it wouldn't be a burden either."
"Are you sure Amy? That would be wonderful and give me time to find another place."
"When can you get the rest of your things?"
"The police told me it would be a couple more days then I could have permission to go back into the apartment."
"Ok, we'll go pick your stuff up from the motel after work and you can move in tonight. I'll wait for you in the parking garage when we get out of work."
"Thanks Amy, you're a life savor."
After work the two women drove to the motel to pick up Jade's things and to let her check out of the motel. Then Jade followed Amy back to her place. Amy had gotten another key made for Jade on her lunch hour so Jade would be able to come and go as she pleased.
They talked into the late hours trying to figure out why someone would break into Jade's apartment. Neither one of them could think of one reason that was even plausible.
"It was probably all a mistake, they must have gotten the wrong address and this was all just a strange quirk of fate," Amy was saying.
"I sure hope so Amy. I went to one of those all night Laundromats after I left my apartment that night to wash all my clothes, it unnerved me that some stranger had been touching them?"
Two weeks had passed since the break in. Jade and Amy had become even closer friends. It was Friday night, on the way home from work they decided they would go out on the town and have some fun for once.
While Amy was dressing for their night out she thought back to how she and Jade had struck up their friendship. Amy had just gotten a divorce a little over two years ago and that is when she and Jade had become friends. One night while they had both been working late they had struck up a conversation in the lunchroom. They had decided to keep each other company the rest of the night while they worked on their projects.
Amy had told Jade about the dissolution of her marriage. She had been married for eighteen years before her husband left her for a younger woman. Amy had been devastated when he left. Their only child was still at home getting ready to start college in the fall. In their divorce settlement the only thing she asked of her soon to be ex husband was for him to pay for their sons college education. She signed off on their home that was paid for and let him keep it. She and her son left with nothing but their clothes and personal items.
Her son still wouldn't speak to his father, he had been deeply hurt when his father had walked out on them. The hurt became even deeper when he had heard that his father and his new wife had a new baby. Amy told Jade that he had felt like his father had tossed his first family out into the garbage so he could go out and make a new family.
Jade's only marriage only lasted a little over two years. It took her some time to see that her husband was nothing but a user and liar. When she had finally realized that, she waited for him to leave for work, then calmly packed her things and left. She had left him a note telling him she was leaving him and that he would be hearing from her lawyer shortly.
Jade looked fondly at her friend while she put the finishing touches to her makeup. Amy had short black hair that accentuated her pretty face. She had violet eyes that were her best feature. She was the first person Jade had ever met with violet eyes and they were striking. She always noticed how men would always be drawn back to her eyes when she was talking with them at work. At forty six Amy was still an attractive woman.
At the same time Amy was making the same comparisons of her friend. Jade was aptly named, her eyes were the color of deep jade, she had long eyelashes that added to the beauty of her eyes. Her hair was the color of deep mahogany and hung past her shoulders in soft waves. She was taller then Amy at five foot seven while Amy was five foot five. Both women were on the heavy side, while Amy had the more voluptuous and curvy body, Jade was more rounded and plump. Amy knew that Jade had no idea just how beautiful she was.
After dinner the women decided to stop in a local bar for a nightcap before going home. The bar was full of people enjoying themselves. Both women had always enjoyed coming here, it was a fun bar and not so loud that you couldn't talk to those you were with.
"Look around Jade, everyone here looks to be with somebody and here we sit two women very much alone." She had said that as a joke but Jade could hear the underlying loneliness in her words. The one thing she knew about her friend with certainty, was that Amy was not the type of woman to be without someone in her life that she could love and care for. She had that nurturing kind of soul that just reached out to everyone around her. You could see how much she was loved by her son and her sisters family and she loved them just as much.
Jade has been content to be on her own since her divorce ten years ago. After her bad marriage the only relationship she had after her divorce had ended badly. She decided she would rather be alone then to trust another man again with her heart.
Men had a way with saying all the right things you wanted to hear but meaning something entirely different. "I love you" means just long enough to get in your pants or get what I need from you." "Or trust me babe I really want to be with you." At least until my wife finds out about you." Jade just didn't want to deal with all the lies and deceit anymore. She was tired of being the only one who was honest in the relationship.
She had one brother who lived in California, their parents had died when she was thirty. The only family she and her brother had was each other. They could only manage to see each other once a year when Jade would go visit him and his wife on her vacations.
"Excuse me ladies, do either one of you play pool?"
The women looked up at the man standing next to their table. He was tall, not bad looking, his hair was spattered with gray, he might be in his early fifties or late forties. He was smiling down at them waiting for one of them to respond to his question.