Javen died because of her
Alexa drove to the police station. As she got down from her car, she breathed out in an attempt to calm her nerves.
A public speaker getting nervous? Now that was new. But unlike when standing in front of a huge crowd, spewing all the words she memorized and rehearsed countless times, this time, she was going in with no notes to remind her of her lines or any form of expectation.
She was going in to ask her close friend, 'why?'
She got into the station and went straight to the front desk to make her inquiry.
"Hello, good day officer." She greeted and of course, she got the police man's attention immediately.
"What can I do for a pretty lady like you?" He asked. This police officer had a clean shaved face and sleek hair, parted to the left.
He looked well trimmed and Alexa couldn't help but wonder if he was trying to impress any lady as of late.
Brushing aside this topic of insignificance, she went ahead to ask,