❝T𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙.❞On the night of a terrace tea party, when Rutba was going to get engaged, tea, made by herself was served to her own relatives and guests. But when particular amount of the people under the moonlit of September were lost in the world of deaths—things turned around differently for her. Behind the aroma of tea, the local police officers could smell something bloody.As the chief of police department was mysteriously dead after the incident, the old detective Mr Taj Livingston had to take lead of the case with his dusty coat in one hand and other hand holding his dark memories. With bestrewed clues, vague evidences and threats, could this case be the conclusion of a youthful girl or the dawn of unravelling truths?
