Rook And Jackaby
Jackaby and Rook. (Or Rook and Jackaby as I like to say) We were basically inseparable. No matter how hard the police tried, they could never get us more than ten feet away from each other. I hoped it would be like that forever, but Jackaby had to screw around, and put us in danger. He always thought of it as a game, but now it's serious. Now, we only have thirty-two hours to figure out who the killer is before it comes to kill me.
(If you enjoy this story, you can read the sequel, Rook, Jackaby, & A Demon)