He woke up sweating, his bed was even wet. "Shit another wet dream." Jeremy John Carter or Jojo as everyone call him was a detective, the best detective, Oliver admired him even though he had only been in this field for 6 years. He has been single for the past 4 years, he's been trying to find the right woman to settle down with but he has yet to find her. He was rich, he had the looks but not the luck of finding the right woman for himself, all the women that he's come across were just the same, gold diggers and didn't know what they wanted in life. He is hoping that the right women is waiting for him out there and that he is just not looking hard enough. He got up from his bed sweating and he was hard. He sighed and he looked up at his ceiling that had been just painted white because he did not like the grey colour white was fine because it was everybody's colour. He stood up and he looked at himself in the mirror, last night was just the same as the other nights masterbating before going to bed, it's been getting worse every night. His cravings were just a lot for him to handle, he's even thought of getting himself a hook up but he doesn't want to find the wrong one that will catch feelings for him, he just wants to find the women that he will spend the rest of his life with. He went to his bathroom and he took a long shower thinking that maybe it would was away all his thoughts. His house was huge but it was just him and his dog Marv living in it. He walked down stairs to his kitchen, made himself breakfast, which included, a steaming jungle oats over which he sprinkled a crust of golden brown sugar and while that was melting he added a little moat of chilled milk, that was followed by brown bread toast, jam, butter and a cup of black coffee without sugar. He sat down on his kitchen table and he ate all his food. His phone rand he looked at the caller ID and it was his mother, he was not in the mood to talk with her because he knew what she wanted. His mother has been lecturing him about the 'importance' of marriage, always asking him when he was going to give her grandchildren. Every time she would call him or visit him, their conversation has always been the same, marriage and grandchildren, he sighed answering the phone. "Son I'm getting older you know, and you are not getting younger yourself. When are you going to settle down, and have kids" his mother said without even saying Hi to him, or asking him how he was, but he was used to it . "I haven't found the right one yet." he said. "Why wait for the right one, son you are handsome, sexy and rich. Who wouldn't want to spend the rest of their lives with you." She said. "Mom, I'm a detective and I'm rearly home. Who would want to spend her life with a man that is never home. And often spends his time solving cases of dead people." he said. "There is no such thing as the right one these days you know. How about this, I'll arrange a blind date for you..." he interrupted her before she could finish her sentence. " Mom, I hate blind dates, you know what mom I have to go bye." He put his phone in his pocket he sighed rubbing his temples, and scratching his brown, long and silky hair. He was getting tired of his mother day by day and his father was not even trying to shut her up. Oliver had called him last night telling him that he needed him for an important case, he did not know what it was all about, Oliver said that he would inform him when he got to the station.
Jojo stepped out of his car heading to Oliver's office, he greeted everyone. The receptionist always had a crush on him but she wasn't what he was looking for, he knocked on Oliver's door, and he entered putting his jacket and briefcase on the brown leather couch on the Conor of the office. "Good morning Detective Jeremy Johnny Carter, nice to finally meet you, I'm sure you might know me." Oliver said getting up from his comfortable chair with wheels extending his hand for Jojo to shake."You can just call me Jojo like everyone." He said shaking Oliver's hand. "Have a seat." he said sitting down on his chair. Jojo sat down on the chair infront of Oliver's table. "I'm sure you must be wondering why I asked you to come here urgently. This is why." he said handing a brown file to Jojo. Jojo opened the file. "wow, Armand was shot huh? I can't say I'm shocked." he said handing the file back to Oliver. Oliver was a bit taken back by Jojo's statement. He took the file and he closed it putting it back in the brown box on his table that had a stack of files. "What do you mean by that." He asked curiously. "He had a lot of 'friends' I hope you get it. So what have you uncovered so far, any suspects." He asked. "yes, his neighbour cody Saxton was once arrested for murdering his parents, wife and kids, and was not on good terms with Armand and he's been acting creepy for a while now. He would stand on his balcony and watch the Johnson family, One of Armand's granddaughters said that he would always show up everywhere they went, so we don't know if he was stalking them or if it was just a coincidence secondly we have his business rival David Roberts, three weeks before Armand's death he wanted Armand to sell him his shares but Armand refused and his driver said that he wanted to run him over by his car because he felt disrespected and lastly his granddaughter Barbara...She has a lot of reasons for murdering the old man including wanting the shares of the company and she hated him to the core." he said taking off his glasses and wiping the sweat off his ocean blue eyes ." Have you found anything that can lead us to the real culprit. "Jojo said brushing his hands on his blue dark jeans that he bought last week." He died in his house and the CCTV cameras were not working, he was shot with a silencer, nobody saw the culprit... "before he could continue Jojo interrupted" So the culprit is someone he knew, so where was his family on the time of the murder. "He asked wring something down on his little grey notebook." All his grandchildren were on their way home returning from their business trips, his children were in their homes. " Oliver said."Did anyone visit him at that time." Oliver asked. "yes, David Robert. He said that he wanted to try and convince Armand agaid about selling his shares off to him. But he still refused so they got into a little argument but they didn't fight and there were no weapons involved and a man came through the back door but nobody saw him and he left at the same 20 minutes after Armand's death and he left in Barbara's car which was suspicious. "Oliver said." So this guy might be the culprit but why was he driving Barbara's car? "Jojo asked himself." maybe he stole it or he might have some sort of connection with her. " Oliver said." Well..... We just have to dig deeper. " Jojo said standing up from his chair." I'm we'll find the culprit in no time, have a good day. " Jojo said walking out of Oliver's office.