Fredrick Almon wasn’t expected to arrive until the next day. His sudden sight in the police station, showed how desperate he was to find his girlfriend’s killer. Morrie offered him a seat and pulled out Melanie’s case file while Neil rested against the door frame.“Why weren’t you worried for your girlfriend?” She asked. “You didn’t hear from her for weeks. If you were indeed the father of her child or loved her as much as her sister said, you would have checked up on her.”Fredrick didn’t deny he has been careless with his girlfriend lately. “I have been so busy with work. Melanie and I do not communicate much. Since I got my promotion, things haven’t been like before.”“So, did you both drift apart?” Morrie asked, opening Melanie’s file case. “No we didn’t. We just had our alone times. We aren’t the most communicative.” Fredrick explained.“That’s the quickest way to kill a relationship,” Neil said walking towards Fredrick. “How were you able to go weeks without hearing from her?”
Morrie Harper’s neighborhood was more friendly and quiet than Neil thought. He gazed around for suspicious activities and found nothing, except a pregnant woman walking two puppies. Kidding! That wasn’t suspicious at all. He stopped the engine and lightly tapped the steering wheel just like George does. “Thanks for dropping me off,” Morrie said as she unbuckled her seat belt. “You’re welcome. Just be careful.” She nodded and proceeded to open the door before changing her mind. “Did you find him?”“Find who?” She wasn’t straight forward. “Did you find the man who hurt me? I was so focused on the two girls that I didn’t pay attention to him.” “Unfortunately the CO hasn’t updated me on that yet, but I have a plan to lure him out. You just reminded me of something.”Morrie smiled with pride. “I did? I knew I was a genius,”“You are a genius,” he concurred, looking at her little apartment. “Go in and I will get to planning.”He started the engine. Since she was inquisitive, Morrie foun
“Do not tell me I didn’t warn you,” George’s voice replayed in Neil’s mind as he stood before Melanie’s home all black. He knew the risk he took, since he could be mistaken as a killer, but the plan he had in mind was more important than the doubts. He walked into the dark compound, stepping on crunchy dried leaves from the previous autumn. Had Melanie been too lazy to clean up? Finally at her door, he gazed around to ensure he wasn’t followed or watched. Luckily he wasn’t. Who would drive to such a remote area at the dead of the night to rob a home? Only he could do that. At least he had the confidence to. Despite having the keys to her apartment, he picked the lock and walked in. He wasn’t a good kid as a child unfortunately. His mother tried to raise him well, but he’d decided on his path himself; picking locks, causing trouble, but he had his limits though. His conscience would never let him hurt anyone. He walked into the house which was lit for some reason. How was the electr
Neil was awoken by the loud sound of the window blinds, as his mother opened them. “Rise and shine Neil! It’s almost noon. How long will you sleep?” She asked with surprise. Neil groaned in annoyance and tried going back to sleep. His mission the previous night drained him so much, he hasn’t recovered his strength back. As he slowly drifted back to sleep, his phone rang causing him a headache.“What the hell?!” he cursed, punching his bed in anger. “Relax, Neil. It is just your phone,” his mother calmed him down as she took his laundry. His eyes drifted to the caller ID. It was Morrie. What the hell does she want now?! He accepted the call reluctantly. “Why call at a bad time, Morrie?” He asked with a drowsy tone.“You are still asleep by this time?” She asked with surprise. “I came back late last night. I need all the rest I can get.”“O! I didn’t mean to ruin your sleep. But, you’ve got to come to the office. We have news for you.”Neil hissed with disinterest and removed the
Being invited for coffee by the popular British Detective was the least of Neil’s expectations the next afternoon. The invitation caused him a slight confusion, and he swore he thought she found a new clue. He remembered sitting in the study room and looking through old newspapers when she sent the text. New clue! New clue! His brain blared with a rush of dopamine. He sang happily as he hurried to get his jacket and boots. “Are you fine?” His younger brother asked giving him an odd look. “We have a new clue my boy!” He hugged Gilbert tightly, before rushing out. Neil hadn’t felt so happy to see Morrie in his entire life. The case spanned for too long and he couldn’t wait for it to be over.She was in a coffee shop not too far from the city beach. He took off his cap and sat before her grinning like a crazy man.“It was high time you called,” he said happily. She felt weird by his reaction. “Are you fine?” She asked.“Yes, I am. I am only glad you called me here.” “Ooo…” she was
Neil was irked when Morrie requested to go with him. He plunged his hands in his pocket giving her a questioning look. Why was she clingy? Was it necessary they were seen with each other anywhere they went? “Well, em…” Rachel didn’t like the idea. “I was hoping only Neil comes with me.“Morrie gave Neil a helpless look. For some reason, she had problems staying alone. This was a contradicting side of her. Where was her brave self at that moment? Wasn’t she the one who proved to be self-made and confident?“Morrie, what are you doing?” Neil asked. “I know this might be personal, but I can stay away while you show him. I just don’t want to be left alone.”Rachel agreed hesitatingly. “Sure, you are the detective. What choice do I have?” “I promise not to inconvenience you or anything like that…,” Morrie was interrupted by Neil who got impatient. “You are being dramatic now. Wait for me here, Morrie. I will join you when we get back.”“I won’t trouble you, I promise…”“You confuse me,
Morrie’s calls weren’t going through. Neil pulled over at her home with heart pounding against his chest. He was terribly worried for her. Surprisingly, he saw a black van parked before her home. He swiftly took his gun and walked to her porch as silently as he could. There were no sounds in her home. Everywhere was damn silent. Without warning, he barged through the door and pointed his gun at three men seated at her dining table with a cup of coffee. “Freeze!” He ordered. “Your hands in the air now!”The men looked at each other confused. Morrie gave him a judgemental look. “What are you doing, Neil?” She asked. “Your hands up now! You are under arrest for alleged harassment,” he pulled out a handcuff from his pocket and forced one of the men up. “Neil, stop it!” Morrie forced his grip off him. “They are my brothers. You cannot arrest them.” Neil was surprised. He pocketed the handcuff in embarrassment. “Your brothers forced you in a black van?” He needed answers. “No one for
Neil didn’t expect to walk into her home with her. It was just a walk, he convinced himself. The evening was nice and he could tell the day only went better. “So do you have hope about the case?” He asked her. She stopped before her entrance. “With the recent dead ends, not really.” One of the neighbors approached her with an apple. She thanked her and took a bite.“I promise you, unless we know Melanie’s past and those she hung out with, we cannot know. Only Melanie can tell who killed her.”Neil didn’t like her response. He plunged his hands in his pocket. “As a detective, you shouldn’t be that negative.”“I have no other choice. All we get here is dead ends. The men harassing the girls have nothing to do with Melanie.”“Did you try to match their DNA?”“There is no dna. He didn’t leave any clue, Neil. But no criminal is that careful. I am sure he left something. Melanie must have a hint somehow.”Morrie removed her jacket. and turned on her ceiling fan. She took out a beer from