FALLING INTO YOU
Chapter Two
Rose hung up the phone after she got through
talking to the police.
"That was Detective Shul. The new
detective should be here any minute," Rose told Rachel and Jessica.
"Would you like us to leave you alone
when the detective comes?" Jessica asked.
"Uh, no. The detective might want to
question you," Rose said, looking at the engagement ring.
"We're so sorry about everything,
Rose," Rachel said.
"Yes. I am too," Rose said.
"Well, I might as well get ready for the day."
Rose headed into her bedroom to get dressed.
"We might as well, too. Come on,"
Rachel said to Jessica.
"I wonder if she's cute," Fabrizio
said, taking a sip of his coffee.
"What?" Jack asked, driving the car
towards the witness's place.
"I said, I wonder if she is cute,"
Fabrizio said, looking out the window.
"It doesn't matter, now, does it, Fabri?
This girl has been through a lot, and this is strictly business. You and your
girls," Jack said, shaking his head.
"I wonder if she has any friends,"
Fabrizio said.
"Fabrizio!" Jack said.
"What? I'm a guy. What do you expect?
And may I remind you that you're one too...you should start acting like
one," Fabrizio said, pointing at Jack.
"So, what are you trying to say? Just
because I'm too busy for relationships I'm disrespecting my guy thing?"
Jack asked, turning a corner.
"Are you gay?" Fabrizio asked seriously.
"WHAT? Hell no!" Jack said, in
surprise.
"All right, then," Fabrizio said,
innocently.
"Hell no!" Jack said back, with
anger.
"All right, now. Jack, chill, a brother
has got to ask," Fabrizio said.
Jack shook his head, cooling down. "What
are you doing with my coffee, Fabri? Give it back," Jack said.
Fabrizio handed Jack his coffee, and he took
a sip of it.
"All right. We're here. Now, Fabrizio,
no flirting, no asking stupid questions, and keep your hands to yourself. For
this round, I'm gonna ask the questions. All right?" Jack asked.
Fabrizio shook his head and rolled his eyes,
replying with, "Yes, mother."
Jack and Fabrizio went to the front desk of
the hotel.
"Can I help you?" the clerk asked.
"Uh, yeah, I want to know which room
Rose DeWitt-Bukater is in," Jack said.
"I'm sorry, but if you are not related
to her, you cannot see her," the clerk said.
"Will police work?" Jack asked,
showing his badge.
"Yes, that will work perfectly. Second
level, fifty-two," the clerk said, smiling.
Jack smiled back, and said, "Thank
you."
Fabrizio followed Jack to the elevator.
Fabrizio pushed the number two button, and the door closed.
As they approached door fifty-two, Jack felt
nervous for some reason. Jack knocked on the door, and it wasn't long until a
fiery redhead answered the door with spiral locks, and baby blue eyes. For the
first time in a while, Jack had that feeling in his stomach.
"Hi, Is Rose DeWitt-Bukater here?"
Jack asked.
"Yes, I am her. Come in," Rose
said, and opened the door a little wider for them to step in.
Rose closed the door behind Fabrizio, who was
the last one to enter.
"Have a seat," Rose said, and sat
right across from the detective.
"I'm Detective Jack Dawson, and this is
my partner Fabrizio di Rossi," Jack said, introducing themselves.
"Hello," Rose said, and nodded.
"Now, can you please explain to us your
side of the story?" Jack asked, opening up his little notebook.
"I already told the police," Rose replied.
"I wasn't here when they asked you, and
I need to take my own personal notes, Miss DeWitt-Bukater," Jack said.
"Well, James--my boyfriend--and I were
walking around Paris. He wanted to show me around Paris, and all its beauty.
While we were looking at the church, he looked at me and said my name, and then
I heard a gunshot and he was on the ground. He was going to propose to
me!" Rose said, and cried hysterically.
Jack gave Rose his hanky from his pocket.
"I'm very sorry. I bet he was a good man," Jack said.
Rose dried her tears with Jack's hanky.
"It was a perfect love...gone wrong," Rose said.
"Do you have any close friends with
you?" Jack asked.
"Yes, Rachel and Jessica. They're here.
Would you like to talk to them?" Rose asked.
"Well, if it's not too much
trouble," Jack said.
Rose called their names, and Fabrizio was
surprised to see not one but two more gorgeous women enter the room.
"Detective Dawson, this is Jessica, and
Rachel," Rose said, introducing them.
Jack and Fabrizio nodded their heads. Jack
thought that Jessica and Rachel were pretty, but not as pretty as Rose. Jack
asked the two ladies his questions, but it was not enough to give more theory
to the case.
"Miss DeWitt-Bukater, can you think of
anybody at all who would want to hurt James, your boyfriend?" Jack asked.
Rose thought for a minute, and said,
"Why, yes there was. I imagine someone named Hockley."
Jack looked at Fabrizio, as if they had heard
that name before.
"I take it you have heard the name
before?" Rose asked.
"Yes, we have. Too many times. If it's
all right, we would like to come back tomorrow," Jack said.
"Actually, I have a photo shoot, but you
can come over to the photo shoot," Rose said.
"Where is it at?" Jack asked.
Rose wrote down the address, and gave it to
Jack.
"Thank you, for everything," Rose
said.
"No, thank you," Jack said, and
closed the door behind him.
"Dang, Rose, they are cute,"
Jessica said.
"You said it," Rachel chimed in.
"I'll never like another man again.
James was my last and will always be my last," Rose said, looking at the
engagement ring.
"All right! Now we get to go out and
look at those babes half naked!" Fabrizio said.
"No, not we. I," Jack said,
chuckling.
"What, why?" Fabrizio said, bummed.
"First, I saw how you were looking at
those girls. Second, I need you to check out the crime scene more," Jack
said.
Fabrizio sighed, and said, "Man, I never
get to have no fun."
Jack laughed, getting into the car. "Oh,
poor Fabri, you never get to have any more fun," Jack said.
"You said it," Fabrizio said,
buckling his seat belt.