THE SUSPECTS

“Where is Phoebe Patterson?” Seth blurred out, advancing. ‘The words are all that echo the unheard screams, the unheard pleas, the hatred, the pain; “What have you done with her?”

Seeing this, Victor looked around nervously and one could clearly see the expressions of fear on his face. ”It was not the girl that I picked, I have no idea where she is at the moment.”

“Then why are you hiding?” The question came from Harris but the tone of his voice reflected the suspicion that was in him.

“I have to pay Marlin some cash,” went on saying Victor. “He went to my place looking for me He sent people after me I have been living here in order to avoid them.”

Seth looked at Harris, and they both gave each other a nod. As it often happens in such cases, the situation was much more complex than they had predicted.

“Do you know anything about Phoebe’s disappearance?” Harris insisted within his probe.

Absolutely not, ‘No’ spilled out of Victor’s lips through a vigorous shake of his head. “No,