bethphiljake

First Letter It was the summer of 2011 that I got the first letter from Synyster Gates after I solved the murder of a heiress. It was strange because the very next morning when I woke up, I found a small posh looking envelop on the floor. I picked it up and frowned. No stamp... just my name. "Johnny?!" I yelled, causing the smaller male to run over to me. "Did the postman come today?" "No, he doesn't come til 11.30, Zack," He replied, making me frown even more. "Why?" "This," I replied, holding up the letter then noticing it was sealed by a wax seal with a strange skull with bat wings. Johnny shrugged his shoulders and walked off. "Oh...

Two Weeks Later "Zack, you're in the news paper!" Johnny yelled as I came in from work. I grinned and grabbed it off him. There was a picture of me with Gerard and it called Local Waiter Solves Murder. "Zachary James Baker, 21- got my age wrong- has been working with the local police for two months- it's been two years actually- to solve homicide cases.... blah, blah, blah... very nice... could have done a better picture," I replied, throwing the news paper down. "You got another letter," Johnny stated. I looked at him then grabbed the letter out of his hand. I opened it and unfolded it. My Dearest Detective I read about you in today's p

"What the hell do you mean he wants to meet up with you?!" Johnny yelled. "Exactly that," I replied, pacing round the room. "Oh... I can't wait!" "Zack, I love you dearly.... you're my best friend," "I'm your only friend," I pointed out, now sat by the door, waiting for his reply. "And I don't want to hurt you or see you get hurt," He continued ignoring my comment. "But this is going to far... he's a criminal for fuck sake... he's probably some 40 years old creep who wants to rape you!" "Actually, he's in his early twenties," I corrected. "Zacky! Hello!" He shook his head. "He said he's watching you in his letter.... that means he's sta

"Oh, it's you," Gerard spat, looking at me. Guess he hasn't forgive me yet. "How was your 'date'?" "It wasn't a date," I replied. "Did you call me here to talk to me about my meeting or to get me to help solve a crime?" "It's a burglary... nothing important was taken," He replied. "Family can't understand it," "Nothing important was taken?" I repeated, looking around the room before my phone went off. I took it out and opened the message. Any new cases?? Syn Yeah, just a burglary I replied, before putting my phone away. "Was that him?!" Gerard asked. "Jealous?" I smirked, looking around the room again. Then it hit me. Of course. I walk

Syn's POV "Where have to been?!" Shadows gasped, looking worried. I smirked. "Relax," I replied. "I was with my detective," "Oh," Shadows replied. "Well, you have some guests," "I do?" I replied as he nodded. I sat on my chair as Plague brought them in. I narrowed my eyes as I instantly recognized them. "Here to pay me back are we?" "A-about that," He stuttered. "W-we d-don't have the money," I let out a low growl and got up off my chair, slowly walking towards the cowering men. "Do you know what happens to people if I don't get what I want?" I snarled, as Plague handed me a whip. They shook their head and I brought down the whip on th

Zacky's POV Once again, I found myself bored and in the cafe, going through the notes of my more recent case. A girl aged 19 had been found murdered and raped. Gerard couldn't work out who'd done it. So far, I managed to narrow it down to this. Aged 36-38, about 5'7'' in height, ex-smoker, drug user and left handed. I hummed to myself as I compared notes. There had been several unsolved rape and murder cases and I was trying to match them to see if we have a serial killer. I jumped as the bell rang but still kept my attention on my notes. "What ya doing?" Syn muttered, in my ear making me jump again. I turned and glared at him. "Working on

I groaned as I opened my eyes. I was in my bedroom. I rolled over and saw Synyster was asleep next to me. I groaned again realized that we must done something at least. "You don't sound too happy?" He mumbled, opening his eyes. "I don't exactly remember much from last night," I mumbled. "Did we fuck?" "I wish," He smirked, sitting up. "We experimented but we didn't go the full way," "Oh," I replied, causing Synyster to smirk. "What?" "You actually sound disappointed," He smirked, lying back. "You might want to clean up your neck though," I blinked then got up and rushed int my on suit bathroom. I looked in the mirror and saw my neck was