The Killer (s)

Chapter 4: Eau De Parfum

"I asked you again for God's sake, what's your motive to kill Alexander Kit? To seek a revenge? Jealous? Tell us!"

From outside the inquiry room, I saw Velvet looking dizzy and nervous with questions thrown by Detective Amelia through the mirror while crossing my arms. "Detective Aquilla, I think something is not right. It's not like she's the killer."

"What do you mean? It's her though. We already catch the killer. And now, we're gonna catch another one. Women, isn't it? What did you expect?"

I sighed. "I don't know but I kinda did not have a feeling of suspicious about her. You see her trying to send a message but she kinda nervous so she just answered all the questions without thinking?"

"It's normal for prisoners who got in here, with hands being handcuffed, feels nervous for being questioned for the rest of their life. So don't worry. We might get a clue from her."

"No. Nope. It's not her first time. It's her third times. She also once went to jail because of cursing people out of blue in front of our President."

Detective Aquilla looked at me suspiciously. "What do you mean? Why you didn't tell me about this?"

"I kinda wanted to tell you but seems like it doesn't matter."

"Wait here. I'm going to have a deal with my wife."

"Wife? Detective Amelia is your wife?? You already have a family?" I was shocked. Yea, of course. "Yea why?" He giggles and then walked in in investigation room.

"I thought you're single ..." I whispered.

Few hours ago, Detective Amelia asked for me to come in. I did what she asked me. Then I knew what's my role in there.

"Velvet, look at me. I knew from the start, you'd get nervous everytime Alex's name was being told. You bit your nails as if Detective Amelia turned around to check some research. But just tell us, who. Who is it? Please. I know you know."

Velvet cried that her mascara fell off from her eyes due to tears. "I don't know. Please. Please let me go. I'll do what everything you ask, everything you want, just please, please let me go. I don't know what happened. Please. I'm begging you guys to let me go."

Detective Amelia slammed the table loudly. "Then act like one! Tell us what you saw, and what you're doing. I know you know. Please. I'm begging you right now, Miss Rosemary. I knew your people are on their way to get in here to get you out of here. I do know you already asked for your people to call your parents from Sabah, Malaysia. I knew it all."

I was stunned by Detective Amelia being professional.

We've been there for the passed 3 hours, nothing changed until she murmured. "Uhm perfume bottle. Perfume bottle."

Detective Aquilla and Detective Amelia who fed up stand on and looked at Velvet. "perfume bottle? What? Anything suspicious about perfume bottle?"

"Eau De Parfum."

"That's the type of perfume forensics got when they searched the place." Detective Aquilla whispers to Detective Amelia's right ear. Detective Amelia nodded. "What's wrong with that perfume, Miss Rosemary?"

Velvet shook her head. "I'd only knew her for a while. Please don't shoot me. Please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yeah I bought the perfume bottle from her... she- she says if I sprayed the perfume around my body, men will attracted to me. They will approach me. But no!!!!!! It doesn't work as well!!!! Please don't kill me, please, Ciska, please help me I don't know what to--- ARGHHH!!!!!!!!"

The situation became tense when Velvet suddenly shouted and hit the table and tore Detective Amelia's investigation paper. Detective Amelia widened her eyes and shouting for help when her hair were pulled by Velvet. Detective Aquilla tried his best to get Detective Amelia out of there.

"Miss Francisca, please call others!"

I ran away from there as soon as Detective Aquilla shouted. "Please help us. Emergency! There is a suspect lost her mind for a while!"

The whole officers looked each other before giving the defectives a helping hands.

Ni no Ni no ... Ni no ni no~

I just started to wondering while I was looking at an ambulance who took Velvet using stretcher. She was sent to the hospital for severe bleeding on her forehead after having a fight with Detective Amelia.

"Are you okay, Detective Amelia? You don't look okay." I touched her shoulders. Detective Amelia stretched her neck. "I'm okay. Erm could you,..."

"Francisca, Detective." I talked respectfully. "Ah yeah. Francisca. Could you, Francisca, give the investigation torn papers and pass it to... Erica Angeline? You did know her, right? The person you told to give me cold water and sprinkle on Velvet's face ...?" I nodded slowly. "Good. Thank you, Francisca. I owe you one. Now I have to go. Goodbye. Thanks again." Then she passed me. I walked in a large City of London Police Building. When I passed every corridor filled with lots of people, I knew they started to fussing over me. But I just ignored it. I don't care. I don't mind. All I wanted to know, to care is the killers of my boyfriend's.

"Isn't she the one whose boyfriend got killed in filming set?"

"OMG isn't that Francisca Wiliam Bridgetone? The model Alex's girlfriend. I'm so sorry about him."

"Alex got killed or her girlfriend killed his mind that he became overdose? HAHAHAHA."

See? I'm famous, if you wanna know.

Finally I done searched for the investigation torn papers in Investigation Room. I stand on and looked at all those papers. Something is not right.

Rozzel? Why there's her name on this? Are their suspecting Rozzel? Damn, I must tell Rozzel about this before they come to her's.

...

My eyes widened and think for a minute. Detective Amelia... I quickly put half of the torn paper on my Epaulette shirt and get out from the room and then passed the papers to Erica Angeline. After that, I basically ran towards the exit door.

Erica took the papers and watched me carefully before call someone using cell phone.

"Hello, Miss ..."