As the moon shone through his bedroom window,Jason,dressed in his pyjama's,was slowly sipping a bundy and entering his last tweet into the keyboard.Walking to the window,he could see a fog slowly descending onto the quiet neighbourhood.All was quiet outside and as he turned back to the keyboard,his eyes glimpsed a shadowy figure walking along the road.
Before he knew it ,a car quickly sped past,Bang;bang; as two shots rang out into the still cold air.jason looked to see that the man walking down the road had been shot.Quick,he thought to himslf,get the rego number,if the police come they will ask if I have the rego number and a description of the get-away car.
Soon after that the street was a hive of activity.The ambulance had arrived,along with the police and those forensic guys,wearing their funny white suits.Knock,knock,"Police,open up" said the leading constable.Jason,nervously opened the door allowing the police in."Son" said the officer,in a loud voice "did you get a description of the get-away car?" "Umm" Jason replied,"only managed to get the first three letter's C-L-R" he replied "CLR"!
