There was a car accident.. but not just any car accident… sure.. teenagers were driving but there were no drugs or alcohol involved. It was an empty road and the randomly crashed.. Sam insisted we checked it out.. so we did

I get out of the black 1967 Chevy impala with Sam, closing the doors in sync. We walk over to the house in our suits confidently also as Sam fixes a button. I knock a couple times on the door and take 2 steps back rolling my shoulders back to look professional

A women opens the door greeting us shyly only cracking the door open ever so slightly

Sam and I draw out our fake badges with a a brief smile

“Agent Jones here.. FBI.. we heard about a recent car accident and were wondering if we could talk to your daughter?” I said acting confident hoping she’d let us in and believing us

The young women nods and calls her daughter down and as the daughter came down we all got situated on the couch as the mom made us coffee

I looked at the daughter.. she looked slightly nervous as she crossed her legs holding a cup of coffee her mom handed her

“What can you tell me about this car accident you were recently in?” I said calmly as I was looking at her in the eyes, leaning forward resting my elbows on my knees