"Sometimes too much education may be a dangerous thing."
Joined: Jun 2009 Posts: 4
We Didn't Start The Fire (Open) « Thread Started on Jun 28, 2009, 5:31pm »
Every time Sheldon came into the break room to have a quick lunch he always thought about the conversation he had had with Mac shortly after he had started working in the field. Mac had caught him in there watching a Jennifer Lopez video and eating fried rice. Mac had told Sheldon that eating was frowned upon, and he had believed his new boss. Hey, you couldn’t blame Sheldon for believing him. He had heard stories about how strict and seemingly cold-hearted Mac could be. Maybe he really did frown upon eating.
But all of that had happened a few years ago. Since that time, Sheldon had gotten to know his boss a lot better—gotten to know his wry sense of humor too. So, today when he came into the break room, a case file in one hand and a carton of fried rice in the other, he had no worries. He took a seat at one of the tables and opened up the red and white carton. He took out the chopsticks, which he was an expert at using, and began to munch on the white kernels.
Sheldon opened up the case file—the case of a young man who had been found in Central Park with a bullet hole in his head. Central Park had just been the secondary crime scene. The primary crime scene had been the man’s apartment. They had a good list of suspects—ranging from his relatives to his friends—but all of them had what appeared to be solid alibis. There was something they had to be missing, and Sheldon was determined to find out what that was as soon as possible.