Chapter Five

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Your strange ways attract me in ways
I strangely can't understand
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The glasses were sliding down his nose again. The black eyed man pushed it back up. It's quite irritating to say the least. The case file in front of him was even more. And the intern who thought it was a good enough reason to bring a murder case history into his home on an off day was even more irritating. Nowadays it seems like meeting irritating people has become his fate.

"Sir, if we see it from another angle, then what if the murder took place before the party? I mean the police were late by three and a half hours."

George, the intern working under him has a point. He was young but mature too. Always wearing a different pair of spectacles. Sometimes Gulf really wonders how many does this person own. But that's not the point. The point is that this intern does have a point. It is possible. 

Gulf took the case file in his hand again. Trying to read and see what he didn't concentrate on before. The couple was in their mid 60's. One of the business tycoons of Thailand who got success in the cosmetic business. No child. Then what could've happened that suddenly both of them were found dead at the same time in their house? 

Robbery? Impossible. The security was quite tight as it is expected from a billionaire couple living far from the city. Revenge? But they were already on their deathbed judging by the age. Gulf's eyes furrowed. Everything was pointing towards murder except his gut. And this gut has made him won many cases. So what is it? Exactly what the hell happened that day?

Then something clicked in. 

"But what if the murder .......wasn't a murder at all." He can feel George's confused eyes on him while waiting for an explanation. 

And truth to be told, he had none. It was only a feeling. A feeling of gut. And he always trust his guts. As long as they are not bleeding of course.

"I will explain to you later. Bring me their death certificate. I have already spoken with the doctor handling their case. Just go and tell them my name. You will get it."

He nodded at him not before judging him in a hundred different ways through those spectacles before leaving the room without any question. 

Gulf Kanawut quite like that boy. Silent and abiding. Just the people he likes dealing with. Unlike...

"Grumpy....."

And that wretched thing appeared. His eyes fell on the boy already standing in his study room with..what the hell is that on his face! "How many times do I have to tell you to ask for permission before entering my study. And why are you looking like a ghost?"

That ever angry kid huffed at him then crossed his arms before walking towards him. "It's called sheet mask. You know nothing about beauty. Who made you a lawyer."

A scowl can be seen even from behind that mask as that kid walks towards him before sitting on top of the table turning his bad mood worse. "Kid, there are chairs in front of me for a reason."

"But I like this table more. It is comfortable."

"Then do you want me to push you off it? You know I will do it right? I really will." In fact he was mere seconds away from doing it. 

A doubt-filled look crossed those eyes before looking on the floor and back to him. "Then I will get back on it again. " 

Why was he smiling like that?. Irritating. Irritating at it's best.

That reminds him...

"Did you edit my name?"

"Yes. I did. it's grumpy now. Damn plus oldy is equal to grumpy." This one, this evil thing had the audacity to look proud of himself after spitting that bullshit. And that smile made his blood boil again. 

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