Arlena Komai walked down a rather busy street where cars drove by, and the stop light would change every couple of minutes. Of course no one followed street traffic laws , which was highly annoying but she left that to the people who sit in cop cars and deal with it. She was wellâ€¦not a car cop in the least, instead she is an apprentice detective â€¦doing all the hard, and gringy dirty workâ€¦.yea right?<br/><br/>She heaved a sigh as her feet tripped over a cracked part of the side-walk and had to regain some of balance.  Her reason for traveling on this particular street is that her boss Kc. Who well had asked to have what he would call a<span style="font-style: italic">private chat with her.</span>This in turn meant meeting him outside the work place. She was new to her job and figured well this ought to be procedureâ€¦at least she thought it was so that she could handle her job better.<br/><br/>At last she made it to KCâ€™s houseâ€¦however there were nots in her stomach considering all she felt like doing was tying up her hair and shooting some good pool at a local bar. But this had to come firstâ€¦and honestly KC was one hell of a good looking boss but she was advised not to date him cause dating a boss is a bad thing. Right?<br/><br/>Her feet were heavy as she stepped up the cold stairs to his door and bravely wrapped her hands on his door knocker to knock. Of course at this point she almost felt sick from anticipation, and seemed to shift her feet in impatience. What was he going to do?