5

3:35, Thursday afternoon, and here our figures sat, gazes remaining in each other's.

"What interests you, Mister Marshall?"

His eyes for a second lingered in mine, searching through, not taking a shift off.

"Boat racing, football...redheads" I could feel his eyes watching me the entire time, gaze examining my profile, and at that utterance, I shifted in my seat, pushing back the tendril of hair that fell across my face.

Redheads.

The silence that fell between us, lasted for as long as a minute was, while I made sure to ignore that gaze of his, he made certain to examine my form.

"Mister Marshall—

"Do I have you uncomfortable, Miss Sangretti?"

"Why would you?"

"Perhaps, the fact that you are a redhead"

"Mister Marshall, need I warn you, that is inappropriate" I followed at once, turning to that file I had in my hold.

"What is?" Came his utterance.

"What are your dislikes?" I went on, ignoring his question.

"People choosing to ignore me"

That utterance earned a scoff from me, with eyes finally meeting his.

"Also, I don't fancy gatherings"

"Yet, it says here in your file, that you've been punished a number of times for attending parties with illegal activities"

"I don't host them" He stated.

"My friends do"

"And any opportunity to rid myself off worries, you bet I'll join in on that"

"Do you drink?" I began.

"I do"

"Do you smoke?"

"Miss Sangretti, you don't think I'm under the influence of anything, do you?" He chuckled.

"We can be done with this in no time, if you'll be kind to answer the questions"

He fell silent, eyes watching me.

"I only tried it once, when I was fifteen. That was the last time I did" He followed.

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

My utterance brought about such deafening silence in the room, with the eyes of the young man skimming my profile.

"I used to" He uttered.

"What happened?"

"You want me to let you in on personal matters?"

"I'm only doing my job, Mister Marshall" I stated.

"Are you, now?" He followed.

"What happened?" I tried to keep the stern tone.

He remained quiet before the sound of his voice broke out.

"Maddison and I dated months ago, and we had to call things off, cause according to her, my head just wasn't there, said I wasn't giving my all" He let out.

"Is that the only relationship you've been in, sister Marshall?" I called at once, scribbling the name of the girl he had just mentioned onto the notepad in front of me.

"I've been in a couple affairs" He began.

"What kind of affairs?"

"It may be best if I keep such knowledge with me, Miss Tavera" He stated.

"What kind of affairs?" I called yet again, meeting his eyes.

"I had a thing with someone close—It all was sudden. She had come over with her parents, everyone seemed happy, and we bothered were conversing alone in one of the rooms home, one thing led to another, and I guess you can tell what happened next" He divulged.

"Why were you alone with her in a room?"

"It was normal, like every other scenario" He stated.

"Just like we are now" He added in a low voice, eyes peering at me up to down.

My gaze had taken off his at that utterance, eyes shifting to the file.

"Who was the girl?"

He fell silent.

I could feel his gaze on me the entire time, and in a low voice, he called;

"My dead brother's girlfriend"