Fancy Film Noir (I dunno I'm running out of names)

Hey Bloggers! Are you having a good day? I hope so! Anywho, in literacy, we got to write a film noir plot, I will be back for more details but here's what I've written so far,

The inheritance 

 A casino in NYC, the constant chatter and hum of people talking and the sound of jazz spilling from the instruments onto the floor. The sound of rain is barely audible over everything else. The busy traffic drowned out completely by dangerous arguments breaking out and the whoops and cheers of the lucky winners. 

The owner of one of the richest casinos in NYC has been found dead underneath a bar stool with no sign of bullets.  The owner's niece (who works as a bartender) hires A P.I to investigate. The investigator is quickly falling for the niece when at the same time he's coming to a conclusion that only she could have done it. When confronted by the P.I she convinces him to keep her secret (She wanted his money). The P.I's assistant soon becomes suspicious and does some investigating himself. He quickly pulls the scam apart, instead of confronting the P.I the assistant tries to kill him, the assistant catches him as he's packing his bags to go on the run with Charlotte, Percy shoots him in the chest but the P.I manages to shoot him in the back in his last moments. Charlotte finds him and mourns for weeks then finally

Percy Cantree (Assistant) was very honest as a child (maybe too much so) had an above average I.Q. naturally people teased him for both of these. Being shunned to the side by everyone he found Frank (P.I.) who took him in and treated him like a normal person.

Frank Alexandra is a self-assured detective who has always had a knack at solving mysteries, he has a very hard personality except for when it comes to women, he always lets them have whatever they want. As a child, he never had much money and was never allowed to do much more than go to school. But as soon as he leaves home he discovers his true passion after solving who stole his grandma's purse. 5yrs later his business is going strong when a young man goes by the name of Percy Cantree.

Charlotte Acker's family were always the lowest of the low except for his uncle who had somehow procured seemingly unlimited amounts of money. Charlotte was generally a nice child but could stand up for herself when needed. She soon got herself a job at her uncle's casino and found out that he was illegally procuring the money that he needed to keep his casino afloat and greatly underpaying her. He was going to get caught eventually so Charlotte decided it would be easier and more rewarding to do it herself, inheriting the money was just a perk. 

Uncle Alexander T. Rifthold was a dodgy kid from the start, stealing cigars and hot-wiring cars, there was no particular reason for this, he had nice and fair parents who always did their best. He was just one of those kids.

She glided into my office seemingly silent then slammed her perfectly manicured hand onto my old oak desk, a thick layer of dust rising from the top. She bared her pristine white teeth, snarling,  her green sea glass eyes turned to thin slits, this was the first time I'd ever seen her lose control yet she still looked radiant.

"You sold us out didn't you- you little worm!" She growled stuttering out of pure rage, her usually silky voice rough and harsh. She grabbed the front of my ironed shirt and shook it. Hard. Before I could say anything she lifted one of her hands and slapped me across the face. I lifted my own blistered hand and touched my face, where she hit me burning like fire. Before she could do it again I threw my hands against the side of my desk and sent me and the chair I was sitting on, flying into the wall.

"What on earth are you talking about?" Was all I managed to say, still in pure shock.

"Oh, don't you lie to me, I trusted you and of course you stabbed me in the back!" Her voice though a little confused, still full of rage. 

She picked up my favourite mug with an iron grip and strutted over to the wall my chair was backed against and tipped the steaming coffee over my white shirt. Before she could do any more damage I started to explain. Everything.         

 

Wow, that's a lot! Haha, um anyways I realise that a lot of it is not finished but I hope you like it anyway!

Give me some feedback. Have a great day!

-Zoe-