Alf Jr's murder

[Myka hel]

Myka Sheppard was tired when the knocking came from her new apartment door. she had arrived only a day before and the ten hour flight had taken most of her energy that and the urge not to slap the snot nose teenager who thought it was fun to listen to his music so loud that she was worried that her ear drums were going to burst.

stumbling out of the only bedroom in her new York apartment she cursed the boxes scattered in her living room making a mental note to give her self at least two days to clear her apartment up before she started at the crime lab.
When she yanked the door open she was rather surprised to find an elderly lady standing there clutching at her shawl beaming at her.
"Ah i was wondering who moved in... not many young folk left in this building" the woman sounded sweet... too sweet to be knocking that hard at the door. Myka simply rubbed her eyes and wondered what the woman was saying, sleep didn't help with the thinking process.

"can... can i help you" Myka squeaked pushing the few locks of brown hair that had fallen forward from her face. the elderly just smiled "I'm Mrs Jeffreys from across the hall and down two doors, i heard someone was moving in and i wanted to say hello... you don't speak like the rest of the people around here... where you from dear" Mrs Jeffreys asked making it clear she wasn't going to leave anytime soon.
Myka hid a yawn smiling back at the old woman "i come from England maim" Myka told her as the old woman nodded "a limey" she declared and Myka laughed and nodded. she hoped that wasn't going to be a common nick name for her.

"yes maim...It was nice meeting you but I only arrived yesterday and I'm rather tired" Myka was being as nice as she could but Mrs Jeffreys wasn't getting the hint. for she wrapped the shawl tighter around her and made no attempt to leave.
"what you do dear" she questioned causing Myka to groan inwardly and lean against the door "I transferred here... to the crime lab, have you heard of it" Myka questioned but the old lady simply stare at her "is that the police" she asked as Myka went to explain fully but sighed and nodded. she was really was too tired for this "yes maim... we work along side the police" Myka told her before Mrs Jeffreys face lit up and she reached out for Myka's hand.
"thank god... if you work for the police then you can investigate it" Mrs Jeffreys was tugging on Myka's hand causing her to frown "what" she exclaimed tugging her own hand back. Mrs Jeffreys gave her a serious look and straightened "why you can investigate Alf Jr's death... he was murdered and i have the proof now" Mrs Jeffery's declared. Myka was shocked and allowed her self to be drag to the old ladies apartment.

She hadn't even started at her new job and there was already a murder for her to investigate maybe things would be a lot interesting here then back in England.

[Myka hel]

The old woman's apartment smelled... well like old people. Myka couldn't help but wrinkle her nose as she stepped into the apartment.
she glanced around at the bright decor and armchairs that littered the room and wondered how any one could live with such bright things.
Mrs Jeffreys released her hand and headed toward the bedroom, Myka studied the millions of pictures of the ladies family and wondered why she lived alone... then again she knew why most old people ended up alone, out of sight, out of mind.
"oh it was terrible when he died... there was blood. i cried like a little baby" Mrs Jeffrey's declared she returned to the room and Myka looked at her a little startled.
"Alf Jr?" she questioned and Mrs Jeffrey's nodded sniffling at the memory. Myka rubbed her neck and wondered how she should handle this "he was like a child to me... my own son. i took him in when i found him out on the street" Mrs Jeffrey's declared montioning to a chair and Myka smiled and sat down.
"that was a little dangerous don't you think" Myka asked but Mrs Jeffrey's shook her head "not at all dear... he was so sweet and well behaved. sometimes he would like to play but most of the time he kept himself to himself... he would sit at that windows just drinking up the sun" Mrs Jeffrey's eyes glazed for a second at the happy memories filling her mind. Myka cleared her throat "did you contact the police... what did they say" Myka asked as Mrs Jeffrey's scoffed.

"they wouldn't do anything... said i was wasting their time" Mrs Jeffrey's shook her head and Myka wondered what sort of people was she going to be working with who said a murder was a waste of time.
"but... but that's wrong maim, if they couldn't find the killer" "but i know who killed Alf Jr, i told them but they said it wasn't something they could do anything about" Mrs Jeffrey's declared as Myka frowned really worring now.

"those young boys down there... you'll see the little roughines soon enough... they had pellet guns, and i know they were the ones who shot him" Mrs Jeffreys swiped at a tear and sat down. Myka felt sorry for the old woman.
"well maybe i can look into it for you... i mean the police shouldn't have dismissed the case so quickly" Myka offered as mrs Jeffreys beamed against her again "will you dear... thank you. Alf Jr was like a son to me... some people just don't see that... but he meant the world to me, after my husband *god rest his soul* passed away i didn't have anyone i could care for and then Alf Jr came into my life" Mrs Jeffreys pointed to a picture while sniffling "he was such a darling cat" Mrs Jeffreys told her causing Myka to gap before she looked at the picture of a over weight ginger cat.

[Myka hel]

"A CAT" Myka exclaimed before she jumped up and looked at the picture Mrs Jeffrey's had pointed to, yes it was a cat. looking back she saw Mrs Jeffrey's on the verge of crying.

"you think i'm just a silly old lady... just like the police" Mrs Jeffrey's exclaimed causing Myka to bite her lip, she thought her a little silly but she didn't want the old lady to cry.
Myka sighed and composed her self "no... no i didn't mean... what i meant was that i was a little surprised... when you said Alf Jr i thought it was a human being... i didn't mean to upset you maim" Myka assured wondering how quick she could get away.

Mrs Jeffrey's looked down and sniffled again "your just going to ignore me now... just because Alf Jr wasn't human doesn't mean he didn't mean anything... i loved him and he made me happy" Mrs Jeffreys declared causing Myka to sigh. it wasn't fair just to push the woman aside because Alf Jr was a cat... she cared about the creature and no matter what if something is important to some one else doesn't mean someone can trample over it.

"of course maim... it's just that i'm use to dealing with human deaths... what about animal wellfare, wouldn't they be able to look into this" Myka asked in a gentle tone. Mrs Jeffreys shook her head and looked back up "no... they said they couldn't prove anything... please don't ignore this... i would like answers and just because he's a cat doesn't mean it doesn't matter" Mrs Jeffreys declared and Myka smiled slightly and nodded.
"your right Maim... if someone cared enough then it matters. i can't promise you much but when i start my new job i'll look into it ok... though i might not be able to get you anything" Myka told her firmly and the old lady grinned and got to her feet.

"you promise" she chriped and Myka nodded smiling at her "when a ... creature is killed and someone cares enough then it matters" Myka told her as Mrs Jeffreys frowned and studied her.
"what if no one cares enough" she questioned and Myka grinned at her "well maim, that's the good thing about the place i'm going to be working, when someone dies somebody always cares" Myka told her before Mrs Jeffreys beamed at her then gasped.
"you must be exhausted... go straight back to bed my dear and we'll talk about this later" and with that Myka was pushed back to her apartment. she chuckled as she shut her door and headed back to bed.

she was barely there a day and she had already had the beginnings of a case... a strange case but a case all the same. shaking her head as she laid back in bed, Mrs Jeffreys would no doubt become something of a friend and mother type to her during her stay here.

she was right things were truly becoming more interesting then back in england.