In a less than a minute the door creaked open. The sound echoing down the empty hall. Strange how most the cops were on duty driving or just werenâ€™t around.  The man that had opened the door was absolutely stunning. His forest Carmel eyes could freeze a person in their very spot, as they looked over the person.  With speckles of green , and light brown. His darkish, light brown hair was tousled. Making him look even sexier than she could have anticipated.<span style="font-style: italic"> "Come in please Ms. Smith, and take a seat."</span>He spoke his voice even sexier than his entire body.<br/><br/>Mandy felt a shiver go up her spine. She could hardly help it with a man like that standing in front of her. She made her way past Detective Rizzole , and into the room. The room itself was dimly lit by a lamp that was on his desk.  She found her way to the couch which was a nice color of a light tan. The couch was soft, and semi furry from the material it was made of.  Her feet stretched out a little as she decided to lay down on the couch rather than sit on it.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Thank you for coming down, I have a few questions about your statement."</span>He spoke glancing her up and down carefully. She knew that one of the reasons that he was the best detective  was simply because he was able to note how a person appears, and think outside the box. Rather that was what all detective were taught. Just some were better at than others.  She stretched her long legs just a little farther for a tease.<br/><br/>"So what questions do you have sir?" She asked playing her sexy voice just a little. She was positive that back at the house things were fine. "As long as that little slut Isabella doesnâ€™t show up. Things back at home could actually be peaceful.. somewhat." She thought.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Oh, Kev, its OK." </span>Leah spoke. He noticed her cheeks were a bit pink. He half wanted to take her right then. But bit his lip to try and prevent the urge. Or rather the need. He was half tired as it was, and this feeling was most likely due to him being so tired.<br/><br/>"hmmmâ€¦OK." He mumbled brushing her shoulder a little from passing by her.  "Lazro is cooking canâ€™t you smell it." His voice was a lull, and didnâ€™t turn around to see if Leah had caught on to the hint. Instead, he stumbled his way down the hall way towards the bathroom. The door to the bathroom was white with a sign that said "when closed knock." He knew that no one was in there. Considering the light wasnâ€™t on. So he gripped the door knob and turned it. Opening it slowly. Certain that if he opened the door too fast it would be wrong. This house didnâ€™t belong to him. It belonged to Kenny. He sucked in a breath.<br/><br/>The room was suddenly covered in red. Blood dripped off the ceiling, and onto the marble white tiled floor. Making a puddle of dark red liquid. He stumbled back a little, and blinked. The blood disappeared in an instant.  The rooms walls were back to their tanish white color, and the marble white floor was not covered in blood. He switched on the light, heaving in a sigh of relief.   It flickered on quickly.  He almost jumped when he saw a shadow on the wall. Then it was gone.<span style="font-style: italic">What am I getting myself into.</span>He muttered. He turned towards the sink. Leaving the bathroom door completely open.  He slammed his hands down on the silver sink. One hand on one end , and the other on the other end. He wanted to holler , or scream. It seemed he couldnâ€™t just get rid of Kennyâ€™s death.  Kenny was his best friend and all. But why live in the past, and cry about it?  He felt hot tears stream down his face.<span style="font-style: italic"> A boy crying how pathetic. </span>He thought. Starring at himself through the glass mirror.  His light blue eyes were staring back at him. It was clear that he had been crying.  He opened the mirror which was also a cabinet. The cabinet had on one side prescription drugs, and on the other  stuff that should be needed when using the sink.  He gripped his toothbrush that he remembered Mandy bought him on a whim. Since, he spent a lot of time at the house.<br/><br/>He squeezed toothpaste which had grabbed with his other arm. Which was his left arm. Then took the toothbrush and brushed his teeth. Spitting out the toothpaste, and rinsing his mouth with water. After that he put back the tooth paste, and tooth brush. After that he made his way towards Kennyâ€™s bedroom. It definitely wasnâ€™t his bedroom. He quickly slipped on his dark blue jeans, and his gray; and black stripped shirt. Tossing on his gray hoodie after that.  He kept the hood down. Then strolled out of his room , and down the hall on the opposite end of where he just came.  Gently bounded down the stairs , and turned left into the kitchen. Where he froze mid step.  Long red hair glistened in front of him. If he had taken even another step he would of collided with Isabella. He took note that Leah had a half scowl on her face, and Lazro didnâ€™t seem to happy. He even noticed the maid was in the room. Misaki was her name. He  wanted to slap himself silly. A horny guy put in a room with a bunch of hot chicks. He could now see what Kennyâ€™s problem was , and giggled to himself.  "Sooooo can this mourning get any stranger?" He asked. Walking past Isabella, and finding a chair. "I mean everyone in one room that â€¦oh well so how is everyoneâ€™s mourning going. And I think the walls are turning bloody. " He stated it as he began to eat his breafeast.