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III

Who?

It's a cold silent night, I'm in kitchen now, cooking for dinner like a normal housewife do when I heard a loud knock. I immediately stop what I'm doing, then rush toward the door.

When I open it, I was surprise because it's officer Santos, policeman whose assign patrolling here in our community. He's also a Best friend of my husband.

“Good evening, Sir Santos! What are you doing here? Is there any problem, officer?”
I said while holding the knob on the door,
“Whatever it is, Can We talk about it inside? I was cooking dinner”
I continued then smile.
“good evening too ma'am, yeah I think it's appropriate to talk it inside”
He said with a smile, but there's a hint of sadness in his voice.

He followed me to the living room,
“Take a sit” I said while pointing to the couch. “You too, Mrs. Lee” he said.
“What do you want juice, coffee, or tea?” I asked
“Nothing, I'm here to inform you about something, but I hope you won't get too shock because you have a heart issue” he said with a serious face, it makes me more nervous of what he's going to say.
He take a deep breath then,
“ Your husband, My Best friend, Roy Found dead inside his car in XXXXXX, we're investigating his cause of death because we can't find any wound in his body”
“Impossible, that's not true” I replied, my heart beat fast on what he said.
“Sadly, it's truth we-”
“No, it's impossible” I said again, “if my husband is really dead, then who is he?” shakily pointing to the man who is standing behind Mr. Santos.
The man who I thought my husband is slowly smiling, and his eyes turn to all black.