30.11. 2001- 4:04 PM
Dear diary,
I was reading newspaper. It always has the same title: Detective Davis can’t find a serial
killer, who has already killed three women. And then my phone rang.
The boss called: „We have another murder, come to Fifth Avenue. And get Anderson.”
Oh, Henry Anderson my new colleague. He’s a jerk. I’ve never been a team player. I feel like
some nanny who needs teach a child how to eat, saying things like you are the best.
I parked my motorcycle near police stripe and took off my helmet. Anderson parked his
service car right behind me. I refuse to go with him in one car.
There was a house. Classic-family-house. But there was dead body of some girl on the floor
in the hall. Okay, I should say now it’s only family house. Everywhere was blood, on the
ground, on the wall. The coroner started talking: „The victim is Mary-Jane Blake, she was 28
years old. Someone killed her with blunt or sharp object. It happened between 4 and 7
o'clock. Her husband is outside. Michael Blake.”
I must concentrate, so as usual I said: „Everybody get out.” but Anderson was still standing in
the hall.
„You as well.” I said.
„We are working on this case together.”
„Then go upstairs, look for something unusual, just get out of this room.”
The worst thing was that he could not stop talking. I was trying to imagine what happened.
Walking from one room to another. Everywhere were pieces of rolled wallpaper, drops of
green color and scissors. They were clean, but it could be murder weapon. I really tried to
ignore Anderson’s voice. I walked around a bookshelf in another room, there was a fireplace,
blue sofa, coffee table. The fireplace was missing some bricks.
„Some furniture is in the boxes, so that means they just moved in.”
Really shocking information Anderson, like would I found out?
I was leaving when I stepped on something. Little pieces of glass on the floor. I quickly look
around, no broken windows.
„Did you find something?” Anderson asked, but I just walked away.
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