Zara was a lively woman. Her charismatic personality and her willingness to get questioned second guessed her capability to be a murderer. But Neil Schoenfeld wouldn’t fall for that. His obnoxious plan to get the interview done and prepare for his flight the next day was his priority at that moment. He sat her down, adjusted his black gloves and began the questioning. “Do you know Melanie Hopper?” He began. At the hearing of her name, Zara rolled his eyes and ran her hand down her hair in disgust. “That lady…,” she said in a low tone as if remembering a moment she wished she couldn’t. She looked away from Neil for a while, before complying. “God rest her soul. No one expected her to die like that, but that lady had such a personality.” Neil nodded and drew closer to her. “How close were you?” “She was my best friend. We were very close to the point her sister knew of me. My boyfriend at that time knew of her too. That explains how much I trusted her.” “So what happened? Why did
Banging on Zara’s door was the last thing Neil expected that afternoon. But his agitated mind and anxious feeling forced him to do so. Zara opened the door in confusion, wondering why he came back. “Do you know where Melanie lived?” He asked quickly; tension could be heard in his voice. “Y….Y…Yes. Why? You are scaring me,” Zara confessed.“I need it now! Someone is in trouble.”“Who?”“One of my colleagues. She is being attacked by someone. I have no time to explain. Just write it here,” he said, bringing out his jotter and pen from his pocket. Zara had never been under such pressure before. She hurriedly took the jotter and wrote down the address, imagining a gun pointed to her head. Neil promptly collected the jotter when she was done and hastened his pace towards the main road. “Wait!” Zara stopped him, as she raced behind him. He felt impatient by that. “What?” “Since you do not have a car, I can drive you there. It is a bit far from this side of town.”Neil agreed and she got
The drive to the airport ought to be easier than Neil thought. According to the map, the road would be free from traffic and his journey wouldn’t take more than five minutes. As he stared out of the taxi window, tapping his legs with unease, he pulled out his phone. For some reason he thought he was making a mistake. There were some uncovered truth he was yet to discover, like what Morrie was hiding for example. Was she fine anyway? Why would a detective hide things? Wasn’t she supposed to be brave, being the best detective of all times? Neil rolled his eyes and took out his phone for a phone call. “Are you at the airport yet?” Gregory asked, when he picked up. “I will be there in two minutes. I need some information from you.” Gregory agreed without hesitation. “Sure, whatever information you want,” “Have Morrie found a partner? I mean another detective to assist her with the missions.” “No, we haven’t found any free detective, unfortunately. She just needs to learn how to be ca
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