text: [Themes: mystery / thriller, puzzle, serious]
  
  It was a humid July morning. The sun was drying out all the rain from the storm the previous night. There were many people hanging outside, young children on playgrounds, other older children around ten, or eleven playing sports. Even just adults heading off to work, in their everyday lives.
  
  But Mike, a man of twenty seven years old living in Michigan had a great life. So he thought. He felt he was unique in ways nobody pictured. He had a company he owned, "Food University Inc." one of the biggest companies in the state in that decade. Mike felt since he developed the company he deserved all the credit, but some had to be given to his lovely wife, Karen, for she helped pay for the first half of the companies employees.
  
  Mike, and Karen had been together from the time they were Twenty, to the day they got married, when Mike was twenty seven and Karen, a couple years younger was twenty five. Mike had light green eyes, long brown hair, which he usually combed back every morning before his trips to his company, and was tall, nearly six foot five. His wife Karen was much smaller, only a few inches over five feet, and had beautiful blue eyes, attractive for any man. She had long blond hair, long enough to hit her shoulders.
  
  But back to Mikes life, on that humid July afternoon, he got up early to meet a couple other managers of "Food University Inc." to discuss plans to renovate the building. He got out of bed, gave his wife a kiss, and after getting dressed in minutes, exited the house.
  
  [Author's Note: Meet Mike, a twenty-seven year old. He was a happily married husband, with a great job, until one day, his wife is discovered dead, nobody knows how. Mike must now go through different possbilites with the situation, any way he can. It could go from one extreme to the next, easy or hard as it is, to find out the truth about the death to his wife, Karen This was spell checked, right before the release... It is my first story. So I'm just adjusting to make stories. Everyone who sees this, please read, and enjoy!]
  
  > The ride to the company
  Mike had just arrived at the company. Looking at his gold watch he read the time, 7:30. Mike was never late to any place, and as he got out of his blue Nissan, he realized that in minutes everyone else would be there.
  
  "Well at least i didn't arrive to late," Mike joked. "Maybe I should text my nephew, Mark."
  
  Mark was Mike's nephew, he was 9, and son on Mikes oldest brother, Matthew. Mike had two brothers, and a sister, Matthew was the oldest, followed by Fred, Mike, and then his youngest sibling, his sister, Katie.
  
  Mike spend the few minutes texting Mark, who was 9. Then at the corner of his eye, he saw two shadows of people walking up to the door. Mike walked over to the door.
  
  Standing there were Greg, and Ben, two of Mike's closets managers. They were looking, shocked at Mike. Mike noticed this action, and quickly asked
  
  "You know, Mike," Greg laughed. "Your never all smiles."
  
  "There is a difference today," laughed Mike. "I am aiming for a renovation of this place." Mike continued to stare down Greg to make sure he was paying attention. "It has been in this same shape for seven years, it needs some renovation, being how much stuff is moved in this place."
  
  Greg moved over to the side, to clean up a cobweb. He was hoping Mike wouldn't see it.
  
  "My friend," Mike laughed. "You are unable to hide anything of this store from me." Mike just continued speaking. "I know how much work this place needs, and it will do no good, hiding it from me, it can't hurt me knowing, it can only help."
  
  "Right..." Greg said, looking unsatisfied. "This is your store, and idea to renovate."
  
  Mike began to talk about the other people he wanted over, he got into the other owners of past food chains that he would love to bring along with him. Getting deep into conversations was how Mike got through to his employees.
  
  "Greg, you have to work on the side which has the deliveries." Mike added, as Ben started working on that side. Ben quickly changed sides
  
  Suddenly, Mike heard a vibrate in his pocket.
  
  "Oh, my," Mike laughed. "I really don't have the time for Mark now, he probably just likes his uncle so much."
  
  But it wasn't Mark, it was Karen. It wasn't a call either, it was a text.
  
  Mike fidgeted with the phone, trying to read it, and get everyone back to work. He didn't know why Karen was texting him at such a bad time. Mike finally got hold of the phone, and opened the text. It read something Mike least wanted to hear if his life depended on it.
  
  Dear Mike,
  
  I am very sorry to make a text right now, but I am dying soon. I cannot live much longer, and i know by the time you get back to this, everything will be over. You won't have enough time to get me, the hospital already is coming, but its probably too late.
  
  Sorry about this,
  
  Karen
  
  At hearing this, Mike's heart sunk. He needed to hold everyone, and get over there quickly. He was 10 minutes away. He needed to get hold of someone quickly.
  
  Mike quickly got everyone out without question, and headed to see what was going on. He had a decision to make, he wasn't sure if the way to go would be to the hospital to meet her, or back to the house.
  
  > meet her at the Hospital
  At the highest of the speed limits, Mike cruised through all of the streets, to get to where he had to go.The Hospital was in distance now. Mike could see it through the trees, and land from the highway. Mike was racing to the hospital parking lot, and once he got there, he couldn't find a spot to park.
  
  "You have got to be fucking kidding me!" Mike exclaimed to himself. "when an emergency happens, there is no where to park!" Mike was furious, but soon found the spot.
  
  The parking lot was huge, and it was very warm that day, so alot of people were inside the air conditioner, visiting patients in the hospital.
  
  Mike just got out of his car, and headed toward the hospital. It felt like a normal 5 minute walk was about 30 minutes. Once Mike walked into the hospital, he felt immediate relief. The Air Conditioner had calmed Mike down from the heat. He saw the lady checking the visitors.
  
  Mike jumped up to the front desk where the lady was checking visitors. Without even realizing on first reaction, Mike yelled to her.
  
  "Excuse me, Lady!" Mike yelled, not even noticing the young lady had a stern face on, losing interest in listening to Mike. "There is a problem, My wife, did you know her, she was killed!!"
  
  With that final statement, which was louder then the rest, startled the lady so much, that even the doctors down the hall heard Mike.
  
  "Listen, sir," answered the lady. "First of all, do not address me as Lady, I have a name."
  
  After all of this Mike realized he just started a huge issue. People all around him were staring at him. "Sorry, lady, umm... I mean, what is your name?" Mike asked half startled.
  
  "Thanks for asking, I am Jane." She said back nicely.
  
  "Well Jane," Mike continued on, speaking fast. "I have a problem, My wife Karen, she died."
  
  "Yes, I heard, but Mike, Karen said before she died, she doesn't want you seeing her." Jane said, looking down at her feet.
  
  "What!" Mike screamed, even more angry then before. "You can't be serious!" "Why is that!?"
  
  Jane smiled. "I have a reason to why at least," Jane said, trying to look stern again. "Karen said she didn't want you knowing her parents problems, she was afraid they would come out now."
  
  Mike just looked at the ceiling and walls. He didn't get the point. "I never knew there to be a problem." Mike answered back, serious.
  
  Jane looked around too. "I suggest you talk to her doctor, you know who her doctor was?"
  
  Mike answered quickly. "Yes, Doctor Grefer."
  
  "I suggest you go there now," Jane answered. "Its the only way to get things to a better understanding."
  
  > The Trip to Karen's doctor
  It was still only 2:30 PM, as told on Mike's watch. Mike was in a rush, nobody had ever seen him in a mood he was in. Anger flowed through him, as he sat in his car, he was shocked at the occurrences of the day.
  
  Feeling stressed, he already felt the backlash of a real family issue. Never knowing about Karen's parents is what shocked him, and even more the fact that Karen didn't want Mike knowing about her parents made him burn inside.
  
  Mike finally pulled up to Doctor Grefer's office, Doctor Grefer was a younger doctor, at age 32. Never understanding why Karen chose her, Mike ignored at that time and place.
  
  "I'm finally here!" Mike yelled to the sky. "Finally, I can talk to her!" Mike let some of his anger out by yelling, which also brought some viewers to which he saw around him. Mike stared them all down, in which they quickly backed away.
  
  Once Mike arrived in the waiting room. He alerted the teller what was going on.
  
  "I..I got a little issue!" Mike stuttered loud. "My wife, she saw doctor Grefer, she was found dead, and I need to talk to the doctor." Mike ended, in a serious tone.
  
  The teller just looked at Mike. "I'm sorry sir, but she is busy with a patient right now, can you come later?"
  
  "No!" Mike yelled again. I need to see her now!" Mike's anger was boiling again inside.
  
  Seconds later Doctor Grefer appeared in the doorway to her room. "Mr. Adams?" She questioned Mike, which Adams was his last name. "I was expecting you, come through."
  
  Mike got up, and gave the teller a final nasty look, and walked outside.
  
  As Doctor Grefer got into her room with Mike, she quickly talked to him about how he cannot act nasty. "Just don't do it again, because they will ban you from this office." Doctor Grefer made a final statement.
  
  Mike eventually heard all about Karen and her parents, they were big into making money by selling drugs. Doctor Grefer explained that she cannot give Mike the papers, because Karen's parents history is not in the doctors hands.
  
  "Where should I go then," Mike asked. "I need to find something on somebody." Mike was calm. but also nervous inside.
  
  "You can go into her families history. There is bound to be some information there," Doctor Grefer said, trying to help as much as she can. "But for now, I have patients coming in, and I must leave you."
  
  With a final handshake, Mike left the office, wondering where to go next.
  
  "What else can I do?" Mike asked himself, holding his cool. "Oh yes, I can search for the drug dealers."
  
  Mike went to rethink it, But it was hard to decide completely. He looked around, at the time being wasted and wondered what to do.
  
  > look through papers on Karen's history
  In the end of the mist, Mike decided on having the better, safer way to work out the issues. Looking through papers would give him a better idea of what to look for and to do. Mike spent the next 2 hours looking up information on her history.
  
  Finally, at 4:20 PM, Mike found the information he needed, and it looked as though he required some help. It looked as though the crooks involved in the drug dealings were nasty, tough, and slick people. Mike left his work where it was at the library, and headed toward the door. Just as he went to exit the library, he saw a few people, his friends walk in. He found it as the perfect opportunity to ask.
  
  "Hey, Vinny," Mike said to one of his neighbors. "May we talk outside?" Mike made himself sound very insistent.
  
  Vinny simply nodded, and went outside. Where Mike explained how he may need a group to investigate the issues. Mike went on about how he felt, and the issues in the day.
  
  Vinny laughed. "Well, if we do come through with this, I need a little pay, you know?" Vinny laughed. "But in all honesty, I may need some help here, working day in and day out, with you." Vinny smiled.
  
  "I'll think about it," Mike said. "I'll see the money I have."
  
  "Well, make a decision in the next ten minutes." Vinny said, not confident. "I need to know soon, I'll be waiting inside." Vinny walked away.
  
  Mike had a choice to make, and he needed to make it now. Either it was to start s group by paying them, or working on it himself.
  
  > start a investigation
  The minute Mike decided to make a investigation, it needed serious help. He was going to different levels, desperately looking for answers. The hardest part of the investigation was, he had no back up.
  
  Mike headed off to the side streets, desperately finding any way he can to attract people to his investigation. More and More time passed, and Mike began to lose hope on starting one on his own.
  
  But that night. Mike had an idea. As he was heading down his normal route looking for people. He stopped into a local staples, and grabbed paper, and pencils. While he was there, he picked up some staples too.
  
  Later that night, Mike had put ads up along where he travels. He attracted many people by the next morning, where he slept at a local hotel. He got a few phone calls. One at 9 in the morning.
  
  "Hello," Mike said, as he picked up the phone half asleep. "Who is this?"
  
  "This is Adam Henrick, I got your message on the pole by the food store, what a great place to put it," Adam laughed. "But I am interested, and so are my colleagues."
  
  "Well, great!" Mike exclaimed, all of the sudden happy. "When do you want to start?"
  
  "Thats the problem," Adam said, a little nervous. "I would like something in return, and I want it now."
  
  Mike, being in the bad mood he had been in, had gotten into a worse mood. His mind was already changing due to stress. That just put him in a worse mood.
  
  "Listen, Adam!" Mike yelled with no regrets. "You need to understand--"
  
  "I understand," Adam interrupted. "You want to give me nothing, but its either, you give me a little something, or no help!" Adam exclaimed.
  
  Giving up hope, Mike just either had to buy in and bribe Adam, and his friends with something, or he wouldn't get any help. His only other option would be too continue threatening them.
  
  > threaten the people
  "You know what, Adam!" Mike continued on. "You don't deserve any money from me!" Mike went on to start bothering Adam more and more.
  
  "I have no reason to continue this conversation." Adam said. "You are a fucking retard, who doesn't even deserve to be talking to anyone, go suck it up about your wife. Adam was getting more furious. "If you want go to my house, and attack me, you may."
  
  "I wouldn't do that!" Mike yelled. More confident now that Adam would listen, but Adam ignored him.
  
  "Now you say that!" Adam went on. "Now if you are a fucking coward, you would back off!"
  
  "I'm not a coward!" Mike yelled. "I want to face you, now shut up!"
  
  "Alright, then, make your choice!" Adam yelled. "If you back off, I will get you sent to jail." Adam laughed. "If you don't want to go to jail, just finish what you started, you know, I highly doubt anyone will find you." Adam laughed and hung up the phone.
  
  Since Mike only had hours to make a choice. It was either, Finish what he started, or back off, and find himself in handcuffs
  
  > finish what was started
  Mike was getting tired of the nonsense. He had enough of it, He got dressed into his least neatest clothes, and headed off without even combing his hair which is normally combed back. He got into his car, and without taking a look at anyone or any driver twice. He arrived to the place that the caller ID said.
  
  Mike walked up to the door. He saw Adam standing there, he wasn't even shocked. Adam just stared him down and put his finger up, signaling "one minute."
  
  Mike just stared back at Adam, and laughed.
  
  "Sorry Adam, Mike said. "There is no time wasting!"
  
  "I just wanted to say," Adam began. "You are a worthless, piece of shit!"
  
  Mike went into Adam's kitchen while Adam went on.
  
  "You cannot face anything!" Adam laughed. "You are a nut if you actually kill me, I just wanted to talk to you."
  
  Mike had no regrets, he just found the butcher knife. Walked over to the door, and stabbed Adam.
  
  Adam fell down in seconds, and just smiled, and said a couple things about how Mike isn't worth talking too.
  
  After Adam was dead, he still had that creepy smile on his face.
  
  "Time to depose of this shit!" Mike laughed. Mike bagged him up and left his clothes in the bag, he smartly brought another pair of nice clothes. Mike took one last look at Adam, and his eyes began to show tears. The look on his face showing.
  
  "Did I just do this?" Mike asked himself out loud. Looking at Adam again, Mike felt down. Mike had to get out before someone else came in the house. He heard a car pull up, It was Adam's wife. Mike knew there was a back door to escape where Adam's wife will never find him. Or just suck it in and get caught. It was all up to Mike.
  
  > head back to the house
  Mike quickly got out the back door. It brought him out the other side of the house. Once Mike saw Adam's wife enter the other side of the house, Mike ran for it, and quickly got in his car, and fled before Adam's wife could take a second look.
  
  Mike knew by the time he reached his house Adam's wife knew he was dead. Mike sobbed at that thought, but still had work to take care of. He walked in his house.
  
  "The house I once lived happily in," Mike laughed at what he just said. "No way anymore."
  
  Mike was searching the house, and couldn't find anything to help him. He looked desperately around. In Karen's draws for her cell, but nothing was there. Mike looked at the kitchen, and the living room. Until he noticed a letter on the couch, it was falling in the creases in the couch, But Mike grabbed it.
  
  "This has to be something!" Mike said, smiling slightly. But that smile lasted only a second.
  
  Mike read, the letter, and threw it down. He couldn't believe that was why she died.
  
  "Mike, I'm sorry if you got to this late, but I killed myself. My childhood was a mess. I couldn't take anymore stress. It added on to me, and honestly killed me. Good luck in life,
  
  Karen.
  
  Mike began throwing his furniture, he was frustrated to a point that nobody could explain how he felt. He threw nearly everything out of his house. He was not going to stop. Until he came across a picture of him, and Karen. He looked at it, and couldn't believe how happy they once were. It was all over now.
  
  Mike ended his rage, by burning the picture. As he sat in the one piece of the couch he left there. His life would never be the same.