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“Thankfully, my foolish cousin was drunk enough to slip. I was able to obtain unquestionable evidence.” I could see the eagerness in each of their faces, but none of them could say a word. They didn't want to kill the moment. Instead of putting them in more suspense, I dragged out my laptop and copied the file from my watch to my laptop. Then, I played it. The only sound in the room was their breath and occasionally the gasping sound they made. When they were done, they all turned to me. “Are you okay?” Freda whispered, and she moved closer to me, her hand brushing mine.

“Okay, what is going on?” I rose up frustratingly from my bed to see if Jasmine was playing pranks on me. Yeah, she could do that! I was getting pissed off as I tried to locate where my best friend was until something in my brain clicked. I looked over to the shelf and that was when I saw where the sound was coming from. “Shit!” I screamed when I saw the Caller ID. At that moment, I knew I was done for. I was never going to hear the end of it from her.

He stepped in, gently but firmly took Sarah off my hands, and guided her to the car parked outside the auditorium. Reporters were hot on our trail, their cars zooming behind us in a frenzied chase. Within half an hour, we pulled up to Saint Mary's Hospital. I had barely helped Sarah out of the car when a booming voice, laced with shock, called out. "Avery? What brings you here?" A distinguished-looking elder with shiny badges on his uniform approached us with purposeful strides. "Hello." "Feeling under the weather? Where's your other half, not with you today?"

Tom. (Kelly makes her way to the office) Good morning Kelly, good morning Tim, how was your night? Very well, thank you. Here's the coffee and doughnut you enjoy so much. Thank you so much! I nearly forgot this came in today for you. Tim said. I suppose it's new evidence for the burglary case you're working on. Oh my, thank you very much. (Kelly tears the envelope to view its content). Yes! With this information, I can reunite Anna with her Mum.

Nisha pulled the shirt out all the way, there was something stiff in the corner of her neck. "For God's sake," Nisha put a hand to her mouth. "It's blood." There was indeed dried blood on one of my shirts. Why the fuck did Davis have that? A chill ran through my body as I imagined that Davis was my killer. He was supposed to be my best friend, what did I do wrong with him? I tried to remember but couldn't find anything. At least on my part. "That's not all, Max." Nisha finished pulling out what was in the black bag. There was a notebook, it was also my notebook, but the last thing was the last straw:

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MYSTIC HOLLOW Homicide . BY NAOMI INNOCENT . EPISODE 44 . "Jeffrey Logan? He's the next target?" Elena asked standing up while Sarah continued with whatever she was doing with the time machine. "Sarah please you have to help me slove this puzzle. I'm not a genius, please give me the slightest clue, will you?" Elena whined as she sat next to Sarah, being careful enough in order not to touch her.

The silence enveloped me like a cloak, heavy and suffocating. Once I was certain the maid was gone, slowly I rose from the bed, reclining on the headboard. My hand groped the bed, searching for my phone. I squinted against the screen's brightness as I unlocked it, opening the voice messages. My finger hovered over the play button as my heart raced, unsure of what I would hear. With a shaking hand, I tapped play. Ryan's voice filled the room, hard and fast, sounding on the verge of insanity. My lips trembled as I pressed the phone further away, trying to distance myself from the fear and pain his voice evoked.

"Just Black Rose business. The usual chaos." She didn't look convinced but she didn't push, and I was grateful for that. We sat there in the quiet, the afternoon light streaming through the window and painting everything in shades of gold and amber. She started telling me about the book she'd been reading, some mystery novel that Elias had sworn she'd enjoy, and I found myself listening not to the words but to the sound of her voice, the way it rose and fell with her enthusiasm. "And then the detective realizes the killer has been right there the whole time, hiding in plain sight," she said, her hands moving as she spoke, animated in a way I rarely got to see. "I didn't see it coming at all.