Benedict sighed as he walked home from the store, heading towards his flat. It had been quite the tiring day, and he was ready to get home and sink into the couch with a good book and a cup of tea. Maybe he would read A Catcher in the Rye again? He would decide whenever he got home.
After some inutes passed by, he showed up to his flat building, only to find it surrounded by flashing lights and cops left and right.What the..?Ben had no clue what happened, but he aproached the restriction tape, trying to catch what hapened infront of his home. It seemed to be some sort of crime, but he to no idea of what it could possibly be. Damn. All he wanted to do was go home for once. At this rate, he'd be out of his flat for a day or so. He looked around, trying to find a cop or detective of some sort, someone looking to be a detective waling by with blonde curly hair. He waved a little to the man, tryng to grab his attention, "Um, excuse me?"