Chapter 2: "Into The Antique StoreA Chapter by Stella SkyI arrived at the scene of the crime at 2 o'clock.
The body was found in a narrow street 2 buildings away Arthur's office. Yellow tapes are everywhere. The scene's still filled with police officers. If we'll talk about a better place to kill someone, I'll put a bet on the abandoned building. To answer all of my questions, first, I need to find a place to have a better view of the scene.I decided to try the antique store. The store is quite...antique.Outside, it is painted in a yellowish paint, now dull due to its age. There's a signage made out of wood, situated on the upper part of the building.It reads, "City's Antiques: Home of History". I smiled as I enter the antique shop. "Good day, cough cough y-young boy. What are you looking for?" The old lady said with a rough voice while coughing. She tried to smile despite the evident pain she's feeling. "Nothing in particular grandma, just looking for a present for my mom. Can I look around?" "Cough cough Such a sweet boy. G-go on."She answered. "By the way grandma, such a large crowd outside. What happened?"I glanced at the girl and she's still focused into the shelves. "Oh yes. cough cough. Those people are policemen. It seems that a millionaire was killed there last night." "Is that so? So that explains the yellow tapes. Sounds dangerous. It a good thing that you didn't get afraid, grandma." "Yes, I guess you're right. But honestly, I was afraid that some burglar will go inside my house because of the strange lights I saw last night." "What lights? Wait, can it be that the lights you're pertaining to is...blinking?" "That's right! They're indeed blinking. How did you know?" "Just guessing. Thank you grandma. I'll be going. Gonna find some good present." I said as I pretended to approach the shelves. There I saw the girl closely.I think she's about my age. She wears a red shirt, jeans and a pair of sneakers. She has a pair of intense blue eyes a dark long hair. Well, I better leave her behind. Slowly, I climb the stairs. The stairs are made of wood making my every step produce creaking sounds. Its so old, I felt like I can fall anytime.Luckily, I managed to reach the second floor without any injuries. Like the first floor, it's filled with various figurines and vases. At the corner, a ladder can be found, probably leading to the rooftop. Bingo. I said to myself as I started climbing the ladder. Seconds after, I found myself standing on the rooftop. Below me is the street filled with policemen and yellow tapes. On the floor, near the wall, a sketched figure of a man representing the corpse was drawn. Inside the drawing, mostly of the head part, some blood are splattered. A few inches from it, sits a garbage bin about 2 meters wide. How? How did he do the murder? Riiiiinnnnggg...Riiiiiiiinggg Nice timing. Just the thing I need. "Hello Carl, what's up? Got something for me?" "Yes. I have a lot. First, let's talk about Arthur Lanchaster. So what do you know about your victim?" "The only thing I know is that he's the owner of Billionaires Corp. One of Economic Giants. And he died last night." "Yeah, you're right. But you missed that he's now the most wealthy businessman in the whole world. Also, I dug something fishy about our victim. Ten years ago, his name was caught in a gloomy incident. While he's still starting as a businessman, his secretary, Anne Bryant, was found dead, shot in the forehead, inside his office. It is said that he, together with some companions held a gathering the night before in a restaurant near the office. A witness said that he saw Anne with Lanchaster that night. That's why he was made as the prime suspect. But during the trial, the witness disappeared. Because the witness is gone, the case lacked evidence to pin Lanchaster. So, without a clear suspect, the case was left open." I was momentarily speechless after hearing what Carl has told me. "Hey Ace. You still there?" "Uhh. Yeah. Sorry. Thank you for the information. How about the note. Did you find its content?" "Ahh! Yes. I almost forgot. I'll email it to you right after we talk." "Thanks Carl. Such great help. If it's not hard on your part, can you run something for me for the last time?" "Yes, of course. What is it?" "Please give me all the information that you can get about that incident 10 years ago." "Ahh. Sure sure. I'll keep you posted. Goodluck with the case." I ended the call, assessing what Carl have just told me.I bet my life as a detective. This case from 10 years ago is connected to this current case. A few minutes later, I received a mail from Carl. "First King Done. Next ♧." Ewtor hiwt der tobsyovarre '" Windowless Room -Reaper" I smiled. So there's where you gonna play. I looked once more at the mail. Blood rushing through me. Wait for me reaper. I will end this game of yours soon. © 2016 Stella SkyAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorStella SkyAboutI'm someone who is a beginner in the field of writing. I decided to be a writer because, just like 'that' person did to me, I want to reach the hearts of the people who will read my stories. So plea.. more..Writing
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