Post by Kiersten on Jul 6, 2023 11:09:12 GMT -6
Name: William Emerson
Birthday: June 3
Age: 41
Orientation: Straight
Status: Widow
Playby: Eric Dane
His phone vibrated, showing an unknown number. “Detective Dane.” He answered, not knowing if this was a work-related phone call or someone calling the wrong number.
“Detective Dane, this is Officer Liam from Warren City, about two hours outside of your town.”
“Anytime, tell me where and when.”
After William had put Jessie to bed, he poured over the information sitting before him. He knew he shouldn’t have let Jessie see any of the evidence, he at least kept the important details hidden, as well as the gory information from her. She didn’t need to know how her mother was murdered, or how he was a suspect at one point, but he was found not guilty due to an alibi. The time it took to prove that, was too long though, and he was worried they would never find the murderer now.
His phone vibrated, showing an unknown number. “Detective Dane.” He answered, not knowing if this was a work-related phone call or someone calling the wrong number.
“Detective Dane, this is Officer Liam from Warren City, about two hours outside of your town.”
William raised an eyebrow, intrigued by why this officer was calling him and how he got his number. “Officer Liam, I don’t think we’ve ever met. How did you come about my number?” he was confused about what this call could be about, though he had a feeling it was to do with his wife’s murder.
“Your lieutenant gave it to me when I called the station, I have information for you,” His voice sounded serious, and William couldn’t help but sit up a little straighter. “We’ve had a murder out here, very similar to your wife’s. We’re pretty sure we have a serial killer on our hands.”
William formed a fist with his right hand, wanting to keep himself from growing angry over the fact that they hadn’t caught who had done this to his wife, and now they had possibly done this to someone else. He sighed slowly and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. “When can you talk face to face?”
“Anytime, tell me where and when.”
William looked towards his daughter’s bedroom, knowing she was sound asleep now and was safe. “Give me an hour, I’ll meet you halfway.” They had discussed where they were going to meet before he hung up the phone and started dialing his emergency babysitter. He wouldn’t have agreed to meet with the officer, if there wasn’t a chance, he could help solve what happened to his wife, and Jessie’s mom.
He’d do it for her, to give Maggie the justice she deserved and keep the place safe for Jessie’s future.
◆Passionate◆ [Independent] ◆Curious◆ [Awkward] ◆Rational◆ [Petty] | ◄Personality Traits |
Likes ► | Working, detective work, true crime, fresh air, non-fiction books, coffee, justice, museums, cooking |
Politics, injustice, violence, flying, hypocrites, crowded rooms, cheaters, liars. | ◄Dislikes |
The Acquaintances:
- Aleah Lasse - Boss Lady
The Friends:
- None
The Enemies:
- None
The Crush:
- None
The Family:
- Dr. Angela Howa (Wife - Deceased)
- Jessie Emerson (Daughter)
- Mark - (Son - deceased)
- Hayden Nardell (Nephew)