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Broken Window Part IV: Murder (un-edit)

Welcome to the final part of Broken Windows. Unlike first Part, this is an alternative ending and may contain dark themes: the title speaks for itself but how it unfolds. Youll have to read and find out. Be warned there will be mention of a dead body.

No matter how much she tried to hide it, she must act normal. No matter where she went, at every turn, she could feel eyes watching her. Judging. In reality, no one paid her any mind. Even when the kind eyes of her boyfriend Caleb gazed into her own, and innocent eyes of his puppy, Goldie. It was as if the truth was slowly starting to eat her up from the inside out. Threatening to climb out of her throat. She swallowed.

Someone had been there that night and had seen them. Cheating while Caleb was working a late shift. Why hadn't they told him? She didn't know. But she thought after the first note. It would be the last of it. Oh, how wrong she was.

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Annah was out getting mail when she saw an envelope address to her, upon opening it she found the same black handwriting:

Did you think lying to the police will change anything? You are only going to make it worse. Hope you enjoy the little gift.

She found another piece of paper with a clear photo and instantly paled again. It was a picture of her underneath a man with a look of ecstasy on her face, while he rode on top of her in the car. Not any man. Him. She ripped it to shreds and disposed of it.

In the days that followed, more notes started to appear in her letter box, taped to her front door, she quickly tore it off and threw it away too, the worst one somehow ended up on her kitchen fridge. Luckily, she was able to remove it before Caleb and some of his friends came into the kitchen for some beers. He simply raised an eyebrow at her, she shrugged with a smile. He let it go. Didn't know if it was a figment of her imagination but saw one of his friends, Hector smirk mischievously at her. After they left the room, she had her back against the counter and slide to the floor. That was far too close. Although it made her wonder.

How much did the person know? What did they want from her? the answers remained out of her reach taunting her.

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The more Senior detective Jackson began the case and dug. It was a small county town, but the people liked to gossip. Although the crime rate was near non-existent except for the rare underage drinking, shoplifter trying to get free stuff or people taking a joy ride across town.

He gleamed a bit of information about Annah, although she seemed to be sweetest, and one of the prettiest ones around, worked at a boutique, she had a good boyfriend. Normalbut there was something about her that seemed fake.

Annah was hiding something, but without clues to what it was, he had reached a dead end. Allhe had was some eye-witnesses who'd seen her with another man and an anonymous phone call from an unknownperson claiming they had witnessed them both committing a crime and hideVictor's body.

 He had talked to one of the neighbors, a mother with a teenage daughter, in her high school years. The woman didn't know anything, but the girl recounted walking by a diner on the way home from school and saw Annah on the hood of a car with a man sucking his face off. It was so gross; she'd wanted to barf. A patron at Henry's Bar had seen the two slipping out a bar together. A friend? A work acquintance? He did not know.

But the description matched a local man named Michael Davies, a mechanic who worked at Lou's Garage. Tall, muscular, chocolate brown skin but at the same time described as a hard worker, a regular at the local gym and hung out with work mates on Friday nights. A normal bloke. Word had it he had been seeing someone but was very discreet about it. Unfortunately, he couldn't dig anything on him either.