I turned to the left and then to the right. I was feeling unsafe. I strained my eyes and tried to focus on my work but I could not. I banged my brain and told myself to just stop thinking. Nothing happened. All I felt was guilt.
"Hey Kily. Why are you acting so weird? Come on... We have to do the checking some more." Joan words made me jump a little.
I nodded my head and looked at the area I was staring for a long time. I started to move some food packets aside. Tissues were hidden and stuck between them. There were rotten apples and oranges near the oven. I stared in horror at the sight of the mess. Just then, I had a pinch in my heart. Somebody was telling me something.
I turned around. There, beside the fridge in the kitchen, was a scene that I wished it did not happen.
"Stop! What are you trying to do!" My voice rang loudly in the kitchen and everyone, including him, turned towards me.
He tilted his head low and slowly took out the knife from his pocket. "What is he going to do?" a small frightful whimper rang in my ears. "Nothing." my heart replied itself.
"Sir James, arrest him. Sorry Mister. You are under arrest of suspicion for murder. I regret doing this but I have no choice." I ordered as Sir James reluctantly took out his hand-cuff.
He turned and looked and Joan and gave her a slight smile before turning around with Sir James into the car.
He was Mr Dames.
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Hey guys, this chap is short. Sry. But I do hope you would continue reading! Thanks so much!
~ Milky
