After looking over the contents of the suitcase once more and making sure that he doesn't miss anything, he stands up straight and goes back to the ladder. As he starts climbing down, he notices that he doesn’t hear footsteps anymore. The detective probably decided to go home without finding anything interesting. When he reaches the ground, he looks up towards the roof. From that distance he can see a black outline against the sky. He knows exactly who is standing on the roof but he is still surprised because he doesn’t see anybody. He turns around to look around the rest of the block but the street is completely deserted. He begins walking in the opposite direction of his apartment. Maybe he should check out the place where the axe fell. But where should he look? If the man climbed out that window and jumped down that alleyway that is at the end of the road. He might have gone to the other side. If the murderer is hiding behind a pile of trash then he’d have to go round the buildi
she answers. "And yes, it's perfectly fine." she pauses before speaking up again. “How is he doing?”"I honestly don't know. I left him sleeping on our couch since we couldn't risk bringing him home. Besides he looked like he was dying and all I wanted was to help him somehow," he explains. "I've tried calling my mother several times since then, but there's been no answer.""Do you want me to talk to her for you?” she asks curiously.“No, it's okay. I think we both know I'm the one who can get her attention." he answers. "So what did you do yesterday?""I went grocery shopping. I bought some groceries for dinner and a couple of fruits and vegetables too. My mom said it'd be alright though if I made it easy on myself since we weren't going anywhere tonight. Which reminds me!" she says excitedly. "We haven’t hung out in a while so let’s hang out.”Goldberg chuckles. “I’d love to, but we can’t. We can hang out when we aren’t working. I gotta go, see ya." With that said, he hangs up the p
t you text or call? I’m not mad, I swear. I knew what I was getting into when I decided to hire you, but you can’t blame yourself for being caught up in the moment,” he tells her sincerely.She sighs heavily as she rubs her forehead. “Sorry, Goldie. You’re right. I’ll try to keep it down next time, alright?”“Good girl,” he tells her. “Now, how about we finish baking these muffins and get ready for the party?” he suggests, holding up two fingers. “Two minutes and thirty three seconds later,”She giggles and nods her head. “Alright, Goldie. One minute forty eight seconds. Got it.”He chuckles. “Great.” he adds. “One thing we need to do is buy those oven mitts. I don’t need you burning the bakery down because you were distracted.”She laughs and nods her head again. “Sounds good to me. I’ll go ahead and start baking. I don’t wanna burn anything else.”He hums as he watches her leave the kitchen before making his way toward the front register. Once he reaches the cash register, he grabs
not there to fix them.”Goldie tilts his head and smiles at him sympathetically as he listens to his response. “What are you saying?”“I dunno,” he admits softly. “I mean, my parents aren’t exactly normal. They’re usually too stressed. So I try to stay away from trouble because if I do, I think they’ll just try to hide it from me. If I knew that they were having troubles, maybe I wouldn’t have left in the middle of the night to save my brother.”Goldie frowns and shakes his head slightly. “Your mom and your dad didn’t do anything wrong. They didn’t force you out of the house in the middle of the night or anything like that. There was no choice in the matter. None whatsoever. If you weren’t willing to help your brother, I wouldn’t have done it. If I wasn’t willing to protect you, I wouldn’t have. I would have gotten myself killed trying to stop that guy. And besides, I doubt my mom or my dad were able to stop that creep anyway,” he says. “It’s not their fault your brother died. I can p
You don’t need to. I’ve talked to the doctors at school about things. I know what I went through and all that stuff. And don’t ever feel bad about telling me about something like this. Or telling anybody about it for that matter,” he states, resting a reassuring hand on his shoulder comfortingly.After taking a deep breath, he finally meets Goldies eyes once more. He lets out another sigh before shaking his head slowly. “Thanks for understanding Goldie. I just don't want you guys being upset if you find out. I just wish I had told you sooner. I didn't even think about it until I woke up last morning. I figured that it would have been better if it slipped my mind to tell you guys later. I don't know, maybe I thought you would judge me or something?" he replies sheepishly.Goldie lets out a small chuckle in reply. “Oh wow, you're a real comedian Goldie," he comments sarcastically. Goldie furrows his eyebrows and glares playfully at him, causing Goldie to smile amusedly back. “Hey, I wa
“Really?” Goldie raises an eyebrow in surprise. "Why?"Goldie smirks widely. "Why? Because I’ve missed hanging out with my best friend and since we’re not exactly allowed to see each other much anyway, I thought this was a good opportunity to make up for it. I mean, you’ve done everything for me Goldie and I want you to feel like you can come over whenever you’d like without having to worry about being interrupted. And plus, I wanna introduce you to my parents,” Goldie tells Goldie honestly."Wait, what?!" Goldie gasps loudly. "We're not supposed to see each other for months! Why can’t we see each other? I thought you said…" Goldie trails off, trying to figure out what Goldie meant, not knowing exactly what he had been expecting.“Exactly, I said I wanted to introduce you to my parents. Which you can do anytime, if you want to,” Goldie explains patiently. “I’ve just been meaning to wait until we’d made up our minds on whether we want to date or not first.”Goldi
he’s even told Belle’s son about it – although it's likely that he didn't know about his father's involvement. How was he going to deal with this revelation? He was sure that his mother was already aware of his love for Regina and that his sister would be upset with him for keeping it from them, but it seemed that she hadn’t heard yet. He knew that the possibility of his mother being upset with him was very high, but he couldn’t imagine the anger his mother would surely have felt at discovering that he had actually slept with someone else after years of marriage. He knew his brother had disapproved of his marriage to Regina because of how long ago it had happened, but it seemed unlikely that his mother would ever approve of their current situation. Even still, he knew that his brother would probably never forgive him if he hurt Regina. But, then again, maybe his brother wouldn’t care. If Goldie was being honest with himself, he had little doubt that the reason his father was so angry
Goldie suggests hopefully as he looks at his parents intently.“Goldie, honey…” Regina starts hesitantly.“No, Regina, please listen to me. Please…just for this once I want you to let me talk. I don’t need your approval anymore, Mom. I know how selfish this is of me, and I know that I probably shouldn’t take any of this out on your family, but I can’t help but be afraid of losing him. If I can’t have him, I at least want to find out why he left us. I don’t want to spend another day wondering, hoping, and praying that maybe someday he'll come back to us.” Goldie explains pleadingly.“Goldie, I’m so sorry…” Regina starts softly.“No! Just let me finish! I don’t want apologies. I just want answers.” He demands angrily as he turns to face her.“We will find you a place to stay until he gets back, okay? Don’t worry. I’m sure there’s somewhere you can go. We just need to figure out where. But for now, we just have to support you until he gets back. You understand, right? No matter what happ