Chapter 2- What do you do with me?

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I actually decided to post it today itself by making some time to write lol, coz I wont be really available much till Monday so yea. Hope you guys enjoy the chapter!

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Last night was no good for Karter. He was all tensed the whole morning, until a doorbell rang his door at 10am. "Mr.Karter?" Asks the man in white shirt and a black jean with a perfect body and a glamorous eyes. "Yes, how may I help you?" Asks Karter with a slight concern. "I am Redwick Jones from the Spec ops team" says while he shows his ID and leans forward to shake his hands. "May I come in?", "Oh yea sure, sorry" says as he glimpses on him for awhile.

Redwick sits on the couch looking around the house with paintings, quotes and a amazing feel of plants giving a fresh air with an eye awing colours of the wall. "Looks like you have got an unique taste with interior designing" says Redwick with a slight smile. "Pretty much yes I would say" replies Karter from kitchen with a loud tone. Elena has taken a day off so he was now made to prepare a coffee for Redwick. Karter sits down as he makes a silent sigh, silent enough that Redwick hears it. "So we found a knife at your backyard that the murderer should have probably used" says Redwick as he sips on his coffee. "Oh, found any fingerprints on the knife?". "Yes, and it matched with your neighbour Sharma's fingerprints, but the CCTV footage proves that he was not in home for the past 3 days and also his Credit card bill statement which shows he swiped his card in India 4 hrs just before the murder" finishes Redwick. "Damn the case is going hard then" says Karter as he raises his brows. "But the thing is that the postmortem report says no knife stabbings and the cause of death is heart attack, but he was hit in his head continuously 45 times after 4hrs from the time he died."

"Interesting" he says as he nods his head, "So why have you come to meet me then?" questions Karter with slight confusion.

"After all you are the greatest murder mystery author and you must have written a substantial amount of crime novels so I thought I could maybe get a clue or so from you" finishes Redwick as he places his cup on the table.

"So I guess you should be the one handling this case"

"Yea, got few people on the team who might be helpful"

"I-f if you dont mind can I get this case's file?"

"Unofficially I wont be able to give a person a file sorry" states redwick.

BLINGBRING! BLINGBRING! rings the sound of Redwick. "I've got to go, we'll maybe discuss sometime later" says Redwick. Karter simply nods and opens the door for him.

Suddenly a flash strikes his eye and Karter falls down. A blurred vision and is being taken to the ICU room in a hospital. Goes blank again and finds himself in a room with drips.

He wakes up from the dream by a doorbell again. Being unaware of the reasons behind his dreams. Opens the door and finds Redwick again, slightly confused he stands still. "The forensic report had got 2 more finger prints on the knife, one of which is yours I will have to take you to investigation now" says Redwick also being slightly confused. "Oh alright" he replies."Can I come on my vehicle or-". "You can come on yours behind mine" interrupts Redwick.

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It was pretty hard to make up time for me today so again the chapter went short... Soon I will be uploading a bigger chapter, as I will be writing a little everyday when am travelling. Have a nice day guys ty for reading. Stay safe!!

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