February 22, Bird Brains Lawyering Co, 10:45 PM
After the disastrous half time show, the guests were escorted out of the Business Park Play Dome. A heart crushing feeling lingered in Mina's chest as she took a taxi with Blind to Bird Brains. Her apartment was all the way across town and she just needed a moment to breath and collect herself.
Blind, as usual, was a man of few words, but much cuddles in the backseat. She was so grateful he knew how traumatized she was, not only from the murder but the fact she never got to see one of her childhood crush's perform before her very eyes.
When they arrived at Bird Brains, the two climbed the stairs to the office and Mina switched on the lights. The place was still decorated with the Ninja Kitty decor from the Bargain Bin. It reminded her of Raven, and she kept it up in his honor. Even if Ivor Ebony was a wheeling dealing jerk, she had a strange feeling that the man wasn't everything he purported to be.
The two headed to the lounge and sunk their rears into giant bean bags shaped like Ninja Kitty's head. Mina moved hers close to Blind's and she leaned her tired head on his shoulders.
This night felt like it was going on forever.
She switched on the TV, expecting every news channel to be covering the Duper Bowl tragedy. To no surprise, she was right. Channels 2, 5, 7 and 9 all were featuring exclusive news coverage of the sordid event.
She decided to leave it on 7 as her favorite spikey haired reporter, Tim Justin was covering it. He was quite a friendly guy for someone who had to scoop out dirt on many dark subjects.
Standing in his indigo suit outside the Play Dome, Tim reported with precise but relatable news coverage. "In a tragedy that has swept the nation in a matter of minutes, Whitney Stabs, famed Princess of Pop and author of "Oh No, Not Again" and "I'm a Free Woman 4 U" has passed in what seems like a tragic murder."
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The face of a grinning blonde woman flashed on the screen. Her teeth were whiter than a snowbank and stretched far to both corners of her mouth. Her eyes seemed quite vapid and it had earned her the unfortunate name from the press, Witless Whitney, due to her ditzy mannerisms and double digit IQ.
"Right before the half time show, Whitney was found unresponsive in her dressing room. The only thing lying by her body was a box of 'Take My Breath Away' mints. It seemed these morsels had been poisoned and ensured that the pop star's comeback tour was also her farewell tour."
Mina gulped audibly loud when the name of the breath mints was mentioned. It was so loud that Blind immediately turned to her.
"What's wrong, love?" he asked.
Mina nibbled at her pink polished fingernails. "Those breath mints ...are Dustin Himbolake's faves!"
Blind's eyebrows lifted skeptically over his blindfold. "You know this how?"
Mina took a deep breath and grabbed a nearby magazine. It was covered with images of Himbolake and his boy band, N'Snare mugging and dressed in white suits. "Tabby Lloyd's Celebrity Gossip Columns! All the pointless facts about celebrities that no one but endlessly obsessed fans would want to know."
Blind shook his head and smirked. "I'm not gonna agree nor disagree with that statement. As a prosecutor, I know when it's best to let my case rest."
Mina giggled. "Well played, big boy. But oh lawdy this is bad! People are gonna think that Dustin poisoned Whitney! He even has a motive!"
Blind's dark eyebrows lifted even higher. "You even know his motive?"
"Yesps!" Mina grinned. "They dated way back in the day and their breakup was so notorious that even the famous rapper had to change his name to the Notorious Small afterwards."
"Ah..." Blind smirked. "The jilted ex lover murder. Perhaps the most common crime of passion committed in the legal system! Petty breakups really keep us lawyers in business."
"It's not petty!" Mina exclaimed, her eyes bulging and her hands raised high. "It was the Break Up of the Century! And now, Dustin is going to be doing time for it!"
Suddenly, her E-Phone buzzed. She nearly fainted when she read the caller ID.
'Dustin Himbolake,' it read. The Prince of Pretty himself.