mystery series #1
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As the saying goes, "To see is to believe." Amarylis Castellaños doesn't believe in people or things readily in life; she only trusts what she can see. She also thinks that people will believe what they see, so...
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The Gallery was immediately closed.
Pinalabas ang lahat ng mga customers except kami ni Ren. He insisted we should stay even though I have no idea why I was included. Ang security ay dumating na rin kasama ang Manager nasi Mr. Ralfied Gueverra. May ibang staffs din ng Gallery ang dumating para makita ang nangyayari.
They were all perplexed as to what was going on, but when they saw the blood that was still dripping down the sculpture, they instantly understood.
“Did you call the police?” Mr. Gueverra asked.
“Yes, we already called sir” the female staff beside me answered. She was shaking nervously. “Papunta na sila dito. Pinapadali din namin para agad na dumating po”
He exhaled deeply. “What the hell is going on? Isang linggo pa ang nakalipas mula may nangyaring insidente dito tapos may ganito na naman”
Halos hindi makasagot ang mga staffs. Nakita ko na nagtinginan lamang sila sa isa't isa. Lahat ay parang umiiwas sa tingin ng kanilang manager.
“Sir!” the manager's secretary was running towards our direction while holding their phone. “Tinawagan ko na po ang lahat ng sculptors natin. Wala po silang binigay na artwork ngayong linggo”
Kumunot ang noo ni Mr. Gueverra.
“Sino ang nagdala ng sculpture dito!?”
His loud voice echoed in the hall that sent shivers down to my spine. Nakakatakot pala magalit ang manager nila.
“Sir Gueverra, may dumating kanina na pick up truck. Sinabihan na daw kayo tungkol sa sculpture na dapat daw dumating last week pero na-delay. Ngayon lang na deliver kaya kami ang naglagay dito” paliwanag ng isa sa mga lalaking nagdala kanina dito sa Sculpture Section na kilala ni Ren.
Mabilis na tumingin sa kanyang hawak na tablet ang secretary. Nagsalubong ang kilay niya habang may hinahanap doon. Pagkatapos ay napailing ng maraming beses.
“There's no sculpture that was supposed to arrive today nor last week” wika ng sekretarya ng manager.
“So, who did this?” tanong ng manager.
He cast his eyes over to the staffs. “May alam ba kayo kung sino ang nagpadala dito sa Art Gallery?”
No one dared to speak up.
They averted their gazes.
All of them remained silent.
“Sumagot kayong lahat!” sigaw ulit ng manager nila at tinuro ang sculpture sa likuran nito. “Magsalita kayo sa nalalaman niyo kung sino ang nagpadala nito dito sa Art Gallery natin”
