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The screen loaded, and a list of old news articles popped up, the dates flashing across the screen. I scrolled through the articles, my eyes quickly skimming the headlines. Most of them seemed to say the same thing; unresolved, no leads, mysterious circumstances. But then, one article caught my attention, dated a few months after the initial reports. "Case Closed: Female Student Responsible for Brutal Murder of Prestige School's Guard," the title read.

Right after, she headed up staggering to the desk she was before and reached for the phone. “911, what’s your emergency?” “A murder happened-“ she inhaled some oxygen and gulped her saliva before continuing her explanation, “-Easton Apartment, Narragansett, Rhode Island. Please hurry up.” “Okay, Ma’am, can you stay on line with me?” “Yes.” “Good. Is the murder still there?” “N…no. I don’t know what was happening nor do I know when it was happened. One of our residents was found dead, just by now.”

"Anything new? Or did you just come to disturb me?" Despite the seemingly rude language, they were both great friends. The woman places a brown paper envelope in the deputy's hands and crosses her arms immediately afterwards. "What's this here?" "Open it." "Of course I'll open it. As soon as you tell me what this is here." Christina rolls her eyes. "I managed to find the profile of the prime suspect in the murder." Crimson's spine leans forward, a clear sign of interest. His expression grows more serious. "Really?"

His hands shake, and his eyes blur for no reason. He closed his eyes to give them a quick rest, then held the bridge of his nose, "In every mystery, there’s a puzzle waiting to be pieced together. But this puzzle seems to have other pieces that belong somewhere else but where?" Gertrude's brow rose, then asked in a curious tone, "Why do you think that?" "In a normal murder case, what are the basic things to consider?" He asks. "The victim. The suspect. The motive." She responds

Ava I was relaxing in my office going through some files when the news caught my attention "It was reported this early morning that Xavier Morrison one of the important businessmen in New York was murdered in cold blood this morning with his secret girlfriend, the murderer remains unknown as the police are at the crime scene carrying out an investigation" I groaned in anger and turned off the news, boiling in fury. How dare that motherfucker die when I've not even carried out my revenge on him, after all he did is this the best way to die?

A month later, the police informed me that the case was fully resolved. Adam–driven to despair after being rejected by the woman he idolized– confessed to everything. As it turned out, the moment he learned about our booking at the countryside guesthouse, he began planning the entire crime. He murdered the village doctor in cold blood, dismembered the body, packed it into a suitcase, and placed it in my car. He even hired a salon girl to pose as his lover, feeding her a script to follow. Afterward, he paid her a large sum and sent her out of the province.

“TV talent scouts from L.A. looking for people with extraordinary abilities.” I nearly spit out my drink. I had to cover my mouth to keep from laughing outright, my shoulders shaking. William gave me a wink. “Not that far from the truth, is it?” “You’re insane,” I muttered, still laughing. “But you’re also very lucky I’m already out of shame.” “Seriously, though,” he said. “Her friend’s cute. You sure?” “Pass,” I said. “Go live your fantasy, William.” Alexandra shook her head. “Can we focus, please?” She set the Beacon down. “Listen to this. Daniel and Emily Telesca of New Paltz, Nevada—both found murdered in their home. No signs of forced entry, no fingerprints, and no weapon.”

I grabbed Linda's head and forced her to face me as I screamed at her almost hysterically. "Tell me! How did my parents really die?!" A deafening crash sounded outside as police officers broke through the door. They approached Linda and showed their badges. "We've found evidence linking you to a murder committed many years ago. You need to come with us and cooperate with the investigation." Linda trembled so fiercely that she could not speak. Another officer approached Jenny. "Ms. Jenny Moore, the weight-loss biotechnology company registered under your name is suspected of illegally harvesting fat cells. You'll need to come with us as well."

Miriam had unknowingly solved the murder of Lynette Stone. Sandra gathered the book and hurried into the office to find Creighton absorbed in his work, his laptop opened on the desk in front of him, his long fingers intertwined beneath his chin as he stared at the screen. He looked up as she nearly ran to the desk, her face ashen and her breathing labored as though she had been on one of her famous runs. “You have to read this,” she panted, setting the book in front of him.

Atty Lewis yelled. "And I am here to do my job. I have found a criminal who found expression in her own writings. She went overboard and tried to play out her own script. Isn't it absurd that her husband was murdered just the same way Brian; one of her characters was murdered? Sandy Mills staged a replica!" Shane fired. "Your claims are based on assertions, detective, I heard that there was no autopsy, so how…" Ruthie began but she was interrupted as Daniel Sawyer was led in.