𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐞
Stepping over the caution tape, taped from wall to wall, entering the horrifically gory crime scene. Without question, Detective Wilmarie Denise could only imagine what truly lies within a merciless setting.
The victim...
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𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
de·cep·tion
/dəˈsepSH(ə)n/
noun: the action of deceiving someone or a thing that deceives.
❝Innocence is used for deception!¡❞
𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐄
It had been a couple of months since finding our suspected murder and of the multiple women that had been trafficked out of a small abandoned underground moonshine shack in the middle of nowhere. Some of the women we still living though they had a few scrapes and bruises, they were going to be fine. Some of the others were already deceased during the months they had been living there.
Lieutenant Kingston thinks the man we arrested is definitely the man who were looking for. I on the other hand couldn't stop that irritable feeling that something was missing. I had no reason to think he wasn't the killer. Deep down in my gut it felt like we were missing something, something we didn't think to take a look at.
Maybe Kingston was right, maybe I was over thinking the whole thing seeing as though I like these women knew what abuse felt like. My childhood chased me like a bad dream, I had only blamed one person for what happened to me at a young age.
my father, daddy issues was something I knew to much about.
I had been siting here for a few hours trying to figure out what I was missing, what could I possibly be looking for. Hours began to chime on the clock aa I sat back in my chair hoping that I wasn't losing my mind.
I pick up my glass taking the small amount of vodka to rhe head. I need something to take the ease off and though alcohol usually did in this moment I wasn't feeling a buzzed at the slightest.
I glance over at the paper as the symbol engraved on the dead victims stood out to me. I had seen this symbol before but I couldn't quite remember where. Then I hit me, I was given a little information from an insider of the mafia about this symbol.
I began to shuffle the papers on my desk around placing the pictures in a line from the first victim I had found to the last. Before my brain could process what I ahd found, I leaned against the table holding myslef up. My head began to feel as if a thousand bricks was dropped on me, my eyes in a blur.
what the hell was happening, I had hardly felt the last few shots I was taking.
My eyes connect with my glass, as there was the remains of a pill that had been devolved in my cup. I fall to the ground knocking the papers off the desk as my nees caused a hard thud to the floor. whomever they were knew j was on to them and could have me in the way.
Footstep vibrated through my brain as the steps began to grow louder.
"Well detective you are smarter than you looked, it's a shame that pretty face of yours will be nothing but a slave to me."
That voice
It couldn't be..
𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊
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