Charlie Jackson's house

Charlie Jackson's House

Location
222 Third Avenue, Keller Street intersection

House Description
A small home, 2 stories, 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms. The building has a large painted white front, with the wooden structural supports at the front showing, a wooden fence goes down the side of the building, and rings off a small back yard, with a few deck-chairs, a barbeque and a table with plastic chairs around that, at the back of the yard there's a shed, holding a few gardening tools and a small lawnmower. Out the front of the building, there is a front yard, with immaculate green grass, cut short, on the drive, there are normally two cars parked, Charlie Jackson's Ford Mondeo POV and a Blue Toyota Camry.

Family
Jackson currently lives alone, after breaking up with long-term girlfriend Jessica Jones

Vehicles

BMW R1200RT Bike


Ford Mondeo POV
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I pulled my POV into the driveway, shifting the car's manual gearbox into neutral and then braking, before applying the handbrake. I stopped the car and took out the ignition key as well as my ERT radio and clipped that on my belt. I limped around to the back of my car and opened the rear tailgate, pulling out my kit-bag. I slung it over my shoulder and then slammed the tailgate down. I walked, aching, to the front door, opening it with a my key and then dropped my bag on the floor. I put the Radio on the side and then walked into my living room, laying down on the sofa and starting to ache again from where I'd been attacked. I turned on the TV, flicked to the news and then headed to the kitchen, to get an icebag to put on the largest bruise on my back.

I pull up to Jacksons house in my POV and walk up to the door. I ring the door bell and wait for him to come to the door.

I sit up bleary-eyed, woken by the door-bell. The news continues on about a dog who can fly, or something, but I ignore it and walk out of the living room to the front door. I peer through the glass and see Linda, then take off the chain and let him in. 'Hey, what's brought you here?' I ask, gesturing for him to come in.

"Hey sorry to bug you just wanted to make sure you were alright. I brought you some beer haha. I'll let you get back to resting see you out there soon."

'Alright, yeah, it's OK, not the greatest but lucky you turned up as early as you did, otherwise I'd probably be in the hospital.' I chuckled at the vision of me held in a hospital ward, and then turned back to Linda. 'Well, I'll see you around, probably soon, don't like injuries, always stop me doing stuff.'

I climbed out of bed, looking over at the alarm clock, I decided now would be a decent time to get back to work. Jessica was obviously working a night-shift again, or so she said, but I put those thoughts out of my mind and got into my work clothes, wandering down to the Kitchen, I grabbed my phone and the ERT phone off the side and then stuck a few pieces of bread into the toaster. As I waited for them to toast, I checked out my front window and then opened up my cupboard and grabbed my PD Jacket and a ERT Hi-Vis Traffic Vest. As I put the traffic vest into my kitbag, the toast sprung up, and I quickly covered it with a bit of butter, stuck it on a plate, and then started to walk out to my POV. I opened the passenger door and put in the plate of toast, and then opened the tailgate to put in my kitbag. I checked that there was the spare tire inside, and the motorist first-aid kit and then slammed it down, and opened the driver's side door, I didn't climb in, but checked the front door was locked, then turned back to the car and entered.

I stuck the car into Reverse, and edged out of the drive backwards, when I nearly reached the opposite kerb, I pushed down on the brake, then on the clutch and switched to first gear, driving forward and then changing gear as I started to head back to the ERT Complex after my day off with injury.