Supernatural Case Files

Damian: The lost smile

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Chapter 3

While everyone was busy looking out for the evidence, Umber and Wynn were already bored from guarding this cuffed old lady. Everything was casual, Wynn started to yawn with his wrist still cuffed onto Annie's. Then suddenly out of the dread silence, Leon busted out into the living room.

"Explain to me,
Annie Alberts.
What do you have on your behalf to prove your innocence, while most of the wrongdoings are revealed?

Explain to me who Zakura Ichigo is, who spied on us on your behalf. And why did you store all these bags of drugs within your property?

Annie, we have recovered weapons, and mummified bodies from your property and I demand your justification for our question." Spoke Leon. Tyler slowly appeared while having a tired-out face.

"Where is your family and why are you living here alone?

Are they even alive or dead?"

Leon crushed this old lady's heart through his statements. Even tho he was quite rational and worked up himself, Leon just wanted to have successive conversations with her at least.

After failing to open the cuffs out of her struggle, Annie requested for the cuffs to be opened in return for giving out the major evidence. Tyler narrowed his hazel eyes to glare at Leon.

"Ok Wynn, you could grant her one last chance." Spoke Leon expressing a tired expression. Wynn grabbed the cuff keys out of his pocket to set the women free. Glaring upon her free hands, Annie for instance lost the grip from the reality out of her overwhelming joy, which was suddenly brought to reality as her old self plopped onto the sofa cushion.

"I finally accept my defeat.
I can no longer conceal my meaning.
You've overcome my grade of understanding or what I call a compulsion.

These steel cuffs of yours were not the bother for the one whose heart had long lost its relativeness. I lived with an empty shell in place of a heart. Life for me took a drastic turn ever since I could no longer look into the eyes of my loved ones. Some kind people like Edwin, Frank, and Zakura did leave an impression on me, but were never able to paint my heart with the loving colors I had while seeing my daughter's and grandson's green eyes.

Frank bore the same green eyes as my grandson Damian, so every time Frank approached me talking about Edwin, I could never resist the zest of those green eyes my grandson had.

Even Zakura bore the same green eyes as my daughter Betty, Every time I looked in her eyes while she helped me to request with me I could never stop cherishing such mesmerizing green eyes.

In my life, the time spent with Gartord was the worst. Gartord was my husband, whose nose touched the sky for his fame and wealth. Having a sore expression to whoever couldn't satisfy his wish list. Gartord used to filter people based on his interests.

As stubborn was my husband so was my daughter Betty. Even though Gartord only spared a soft eye towards her daughter, anyone or anything that defied his fame and class was severely against his good books, even his family. Gartord had his way of expressing dissatisfaction. Unfortunately for us, Betty shared her love interest with Chris who according to Gartord was poor and offended his satisfaction towards class. Chris was a poor factory worker, Chris shared the same school as Betty.