Flowers and daggers
Plot summary:
Rosa Scuderi's life was turned upside down when her family was murdered by the purple iris, a serial killer on the loose.
26 Harper Street represented her mother's past, but there was a new future ahead of her with...
"Fuck can't you guys do anything." I threw my cup on the floor, I hung up. Then Umberto came.
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"I'm sorry sir, but there is a woman that wants to speak with you." I was never into women because I didn't have any time for them.
"Fine bring her in."
The door opened and a beautiful girl came out, she was small, her skin looked soft and her lips were so kissable.
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She entered and I saw worry in her face but she just stood there.
"Are you going to tell me why you've come to see me?" I sounded more rude than I wanted.
"Ueh,"
"Hello, my name is Rosa, and I was wondering if you knew Valentina Scuderi."
"If I did, why would I tell you that knowledge?"
"Well, my name is Rosa Scuderi, and I was curious as to why she had written home on a piece of paper with this address on it." She said, her voice trembling with helplessness.
"I didn't realise she had a daughter, Scuderi. I'm sure I can tell you because you're her daughter."
" Take a seat." when she sat down, all her clothes were wet and i wanted to rip all of it off and see her.
"Well, your mother Valentina left to marry someone else, but this was their home."
"So, who are you?"
"When your mother left, her father was angry, and he finally hired me, a private investigator and his right-hand man,"
"He didn't have enough money to pay me, so he gave me this house as a payment."
'' why did they need a private investigator?''
"I can't tell you because your grandfather's information is very private."
"Well, then, what can you really tell me?"
"I believe that's all the details you need to know; why don't you ask your mother if she knows anything else?"
"I didn't get a chance to ask her because she died."
" I am sorry for your loss, but I believe it is time for you to go, and I have a lot of work to do, so if you don't mind, please excuse me." i didn't want her to go but if she didnt i would do things to her that were undescriplable.
