Chapter 12: Morning Crisis

The office was twice the eleven in length and its width is enough to fit a bus or smaller than that.

The floor of her office and for me is a greyish ash marble with a splash of pale blue hue.

Four cabinets with a set of drawers exist inside - I'm impressed that all of these are well fit.

Above the second cabinet has a flower vase of hyacinth near the entrance, that is the few seconds after running my eyes around and that flower just caught my gaze. It is pretty.

"Heads up, there is a case that I am working on, a homicide from district twenty near the barricade of the east hedge, his limbs were not attached to its torso so it could have been somewhere hidden, I sent some policies and patrols outside to keep the murderer away from each section," She said after she tosses me the plain glass where the files closed in. I grab it with one hand on the right.

"When did this happen?" I inquired as I tap the glass and it turned on, the brightness of sea haze shines on my face suddenly a