The Detective Is Already Dead Novels & Stories

Maging ito ay namumugto na din ang mga mata sa kaka iyak. "Sir!!!" May lalakeng police pumasok at sumaludo sa hepe nila habang kausap nito si Daddy. "At ease!" "Sir, nag radio si Captain Guevara. Tungkol ito sa kaso ng mga Kill. Nahuli nya sa Recto ang isang suspect, Na ngayoy parito na." Parang lahat kame nabuhayan ng loob sa narinig namin, "Sino sa mga suspect?" Tanong ng Hepe nito.

narinig ko ang boses ni Zahra kaya muli akong bumaling ng tingin kay Zahra. She's crying again. I really hate seeing her like that. She's in fucking pain. "I killed him, as you said earlier the bloods in my hands are enough proof" sabi ni Zahra. Niyukom ko ang kamao ko at hindi ko napigilang hindi mapaluha. I'm willing to be in jail kung pinatay niya talaga yon. I believe there's a reason why he killed that man. "Look Miss Adams, nakita namin na walang suot na pang itaas ang biktima na si Miguel Anonuevo. He's in bed, in your bed actually. So, what's your relationship with the guy?" tanong ng detective.

kinakabahang tanong ko. He gulped then wandered around the coffee shop again. Walang masyadong tao rito kaya naman sigurado akong walang makakarinig sa amin. "Remember Justine Disero? He's shot right?-" Agad ko siyang pinutol. "He's already dead,"

“Ako pa ba ang hindi makakakilala sa taong matagal ko nang pinagkakatiwalaan?” Napapikit si Althea. Unti-unting sumikip ang kanyang dibdib habang nagsusulputan sa isip niya ang alaala ng gabing iyon— ang utos niya… ang perang ibinayad…at ang balitang natanggap niya— na patay na si Detective Alvin. Pero kung ganoon… Sino ang kausap ng kanyang ina kanina bago siya?

[I-I committed a c-crime…] tarantang wika nito. The detective snapped his finger as a sign of satisfaction hearing the motherfucker confess her goddamn sin. [the heck?! What do you mean, Vivienne?!] kunyaring gulat na tanong ni Carsen. Lahat kami natahimik at pinapakinggan ang mga susunod na sasabihin ni Vivienne. Carsen is a good actor. [I t-think I killed someone… I think I killed Eloise. Please help me, Carsen.] bakas ang panginginig ng boses nito.

Alam kong may nanonood. “Ako si Inspector Valdez,” sabi niya. “Ito si Inspector Cruz.” “Good morning,” sagot ko. “Hindi ito good morning,” putol ni Cruz. “May patay.” “Tama,” sagot ko. “At gusto kong malaman kung sino.” Umiling si Valdez. “Ikaw ang huling nakasama ng biktima.” “Hindi,” sagot ko. “Kasama namin siya ng marami.”

At some instances, he thinks that he's the father but there are times he's not. Marami siyang iniisip na dahilan. Hindi niya alam ang naging buhay ni Silvana nang umalis sa kanyang restaurant. Iyon ang inaalam ng detective. He hired another two detectives. Tatlo na ang gumagalaw ngayon. "Pasok ka," pormal na sabi ng babae sa kanya at wala naman siyang imik na pumasok. Puro mesa ang kanyang nakita at nagkaroon kaagad siya ng isip na baka iyon ang gagawing Macho Restaurant.

Sigaw niya kaya walang nagawa ang lahat kun'di ang umupo at magsibalik sa table nila. "Sir, ano pong nangyari kay Alicia? Hindi ba absent siya no'ng mga nakaraan? Bakit siya hinuli ng mga pulis ngayon?" "Dahil si Alicia-" tumigil si Dexter at tumingin kay Mithi. "Si Alicia ang pumatay kay Joey." Agad na nagsitayuan ang mga tao. Kahit si Mithi ay napatayo rin at napatakip sa bibig niya. Hindi niya inaasahan ang balitang yun.

“How did the Boss know about the money.” Norberto smiled. “He is watching us.” At that moment the lawyer knew that even though the boss is not present he is monitoring through the Close Circuit Television. As he looked around various cameras were installed everywhere. The following day, the union leader was found dead. According to witnesses the union leader was walking drunk and another drunk driver had hit the man to death. It was a case of hit and run but the driver was never found. As Attorney Ralf watched the news, he smiled. And then his phone rang. It was FS the boss.

“What is it doing?” “Cater calls, customer services, troubleshooting, and—” “And the fuck?! Since when have you been interested in that kind of business?” parang diring-diri na tanong nito. “Since I found her…” I showed her the picture of Delphi Gomez. “Althea!” she grabbed the photo. “She’s alive, Zeno!” The ecstatic voice of November made me smile. She was close to Althea. She was the one crying heavily at Althea’s funeral.