âBernishaâs Diner.â
Dimitri listened to Nora talk and stared at her lips the entire time. âOh youâre wearing yourâa⌠lipstick.â He licked his lips and sat there for a second and nods getting out of the car. âStay behind me.â He said lowly and the quietly entered the diner the only noise being the welcome bell chiming which was enough of a  give away. He walked steadily. âHello? Bernisha? Itâs the Police (kind of.)Just making sure everything is alright.â He glanced at Nora. âHello?â he said once last time before they went back to the kitchen area and spotted blood dripping all down all in the large dough mixer Dimitri walked over and looked in it and turned his face away quick. âOh my god.â It was a disgusting violent sight and her orange strands of hair were gobbed everywhere and a struggle was obvious. it may sound weird but she was a symbol of Rock Hill and everyone knew her. not to say she was a good woman but she was just like any other old rock hill woman filled with secrets. Â
Dimitri looked around quickly making sure there was no visible threat. âDonât look, Donât look.â He told Nora and turned her around and took her hand and led them out and grabbed his phone. âIâve gotta call the police if you can even call the RHPD that.â He said and Kept Nora close and Called the police and they went back in and searched the building and found it to be clear next thing he knew Ajax was there since he was now somehow the chief. Dimitri opened the front door meeting again and letting him in âYouâre not gonna like this.â He lead him to her body.
âYouâre right Iâm gunna love it!â Ajax waltzed in through the chiming door Dimitri held open. His hips ahead of them both he strutted like a true cowboy not this phony excuse for a cowboy Carter. âWell, Dimiatreeus Jarverious Carterious Arenât ya going to give your opinion? I know you youâve already played through every scenarios under the sun and the only scenarios Iâm fond of is the queen HK sanrio.â he chuckled but then hit his knees seeing this crime scene of a deer old fucking friend. âNisha! NOhoe!â he cried out pulling s bit of her out of the violent pizza crust. âMark my words like I do my territory you will be avenged!â He brushed her hair out of the mixer with his fingers.












