The Almighty General

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The mansion still smelled like detergent for some reason.

Yellow tapes sprawled everywhere like ribbons and balloons after a child's birthday party.

Nobody could crack the case, they tracked him till the top of the stairs like Angelo had said and then his prints disappeared from the railing.

He must have been kidnapped, the detective had suggested, he said I should wait for a ransom call. What he didn't know was that I sent those men to kill him and he's nothing but a lazy detective.

I haven't gotten a ransom call, I've not gotten anything.

That's why I'm here doing my own Investigation. I push through Hans' bedroom half expecting him to be sprawled on his bed, but unfortunately the bed was as he had left it the time the attack begun, empty.

I look around searching for a clue that would lead me to where that damned Hans was so that I would get my money.

I see a hard cover book that it's cover and body was broken apart. It was laying idly in the corn