Jacko POV
What a weird phone call from Scott. He had hung up way too fast for me to react. My interest has been raised. How can I not, not go to the address he gave me; he said it was not a body, which makes this so much more interesting. That part of town is different from the high end of town. It took me fifteen minutes to get there, and I found Scott's car parked out the front. The house looks abandoned, the gardens need to be mowed, and the mail is overflowing in the box. I head to the back door, following Scott's instructions, to find him waiting for me on the back step. He looked at me and then smirked.
'What, no coffee?' I had to laugh. It did not occur to me to grab some. I looked down and noticed he had covers on his shoes, so this house was significant. Scott handed me some sho
