Befriended a ghost

What happened to Daphne

Declan Davies

My heart churned again , but this time from what I just heard . The Chief police sealed up the case as a suicide ,but why?
I stared gobsmacked at the detective , wrapped up in my own head .
      Does this means everything was all planned out?
"But why?"Sasha questioned , but her voice sounded so distant  . I sat there trying to
imagine the pain Daphne went through.
I shuddered at the thought of it.
Terrible anguish struck in my heart and I felt a dreadful ache as if something was being torn inside me and I was dying.
Daphne, It must have been so hard for her , but what exactly happened ? Did she ...........
    "Declan". Sasha interrupted my thoughts, snapping her fingers in front of me .
"Erm ....yes .....I quickly composed myself. "what were you saying?"
   She sighed . "I know it is difficult to take in , but you really need to be strong". Her voice was hoarse , I could tell she was trying to hold back her tears.
"Strong". I scoffed . "Did you just say strong? how much stronger can I be? My twin sister death was so gruesome, her face was .........I paused,trailing off as tears rolled down my face , choking my throat , I couldn't hold it any longer.
"Please don't cry". Sasha begged and stood up , wrapping her hands around me , pulling me closer .
"It is going to be fine". She assured.
I released myself then and stared into her face.
"Thanks"
  Without a word, she sat back on the chair and wiped her face.
  The detective cleared his throat. "I understand how you feel, but like she said, being strong is the only way you can get to the bottom of this"
I merely nodded.
"But what prompted you to do this?"he continued. "I mean I thought Daphne family never cared about her".
   "Of course we do, but I guess we were just too selfish". I mumbled the later part, suddenly hating myself. "is there any way you can help us sir?"
   "It is Sinclair". he corrected
"Oh! Sinclair , is there anyway you can assist us?" I corrected myself.
  He stared at me quiet for a moment and then nodded.
"Actually , I have been  secretly working on the case on my own".
  "Really?" I stared at him in surprise, wondering why he is so interested in the case and as if reading my mind , he said .
    "I believe in justice and believe your sister needs one".
     "oh". I exclaimed softly. "So did you get anything from your private investigation?" I urged him to continue.
   "Yes". he replied . "but all the investigations led me back to the same person
  "Person". I muttered, clearly confused.
"Yes. the girl who told the police about Daphne lover .......erm ........erm what is her name again?"
"Cory". I retorted.
  "Yes Cory Abel"
  Sasha and I exchanged looks . "you trying to say Cory murdered my sister?". I asked with a miff
  "No. No". he shook his head slightly. " I just have a strong feeling she knows what happened to your sister. I mean I was the one who questioned her and she acted so strange.
  "Strange?"
"Yes strange". he repeated. "her hands were shaking , her voice was quivering, it was as if she was scared about something"
   "But why didn't the police do anything about it?"Sasha butted in , her voice filled with anger.
The detective smiled lightly. "The chief police order".
"Damn! This is really so frustrating". I banged my fist on the table.
"Of course it is". The detective agreed . "and that is why I will implore both of you to tread with caution". he advised. "and lest I forget". he reached into his pocket and handed me a card.
"Call me whenever you need my help , I will be right behind you".
   "Thanks you sir". I stared down at the card. "sorry I mean Sinclair". I quickly corrected myself.
   With that , I stood up and gestured at Sasha to do same and when she did ,  we walked out of his office and got to the reception just in time to see the chief police walk in.
    I scoffed . so he wasn't even on seat?......but wait a minute! why does his face look so familiar, have I seen him before?
    I tilted my head a little , trying to remember.
  hmmm....hmmm......that should be the in school ... yes the school, he is a friend to the principal.
   Jeez! How did the principal get involved with this evil man?
  "Let us go". Sasha said softly and only then did I realise I have been staring like a fool .
    "Sure". I nodded , leading the way as we headed to the car.
        Opening the door , I got into the driver seat and Sasha also did same at her own end .
"Why were you staring at the chief police like that?"She started
"And how was I staring at him?"retorted
"Like you wanted to eat him raw". she joked.
  "Yeah. Yeah. Yeah". I faked a chuckle,
I was in a pensive mood and had no time for jokes .
    Heaving a sigh, I started the car and began driving to her home.
"where are we heading too?"
  "Your home".I responded dryly.
"Are you for real?" She scoffed. "this is barely 10:00am , do you want my mum to skin me alive?"
     "I sighed lazily . "where do you want me to drop you off?"
   "School"
    "Alright". I Stepped on the brake and made a u- turn , zooming off to school