Alexia Peterson had heard of a mothers strange talk with a former friend of hers. She nodded and decided to walk down to the Bronxz and go find out what was going on. When the mother answered the door Alexia smiled gently,
"Hey, I hear that you didn;t seem okay. Is your daughter okay?" asked the detective carefully as the female was shaking slightly. She swallowed down a lump in her throat eyes teary slightly.
"Yes, we are both okay. My daughter got a little sick today thats all" She said her voice was forced and scared as Alexia raised an eyebrow and spoke softly and smiling gently.
"May I please come in?" she asked gently as the mother shook her head but seemed as if she was reminded otherwise.
"Oh, Yes that might be good" she said faintly, as she opened the door and Alexia walked in, till she felt something hit her and whirled around only to have a gun pointed to her face.
"whoa whoa whoa easy there" she said calmly though inside she was scared slightly about this.