Don't get involved...

Chapter 14

I returned home with all the hints that my friend and I found. Once I stepped inside the house, I noticed Mike didn't return from hanging out with his pals. Well, I guessed that he'll come home late. I went into my room and closed the door. I gathered all the things on the floor and I sat down on the floor, thinking about the hints.

"What could all of this mean? And most importantly, what is V?" I thought.

I grabbed the diary and took a look at it, again. We didn't read the whole book back at Phil's house, but now, I'm trying to finish the whole book. While looking through the pages, I found out that Vincent's full name was Vincent Matteo. I looked at the computer next to me and decided to use it to find any information about this guy, even though I was aware that it wouldn't really give me what I wanted since he's not a celebrity and there are many people with the same name and maybe same last name. As expected, I didn't find any information about that person on the internet.

I was thinking all day to find any ideas about it, but I couldn't think of anything. Soon enough, I got tired. So I ended up putting all of the stuff away, hiding them.

24th April, Saturday, 10 PM

While I was sitting at my desk, doing my homework, I heard the door opening. I knew it was Dad who finally came back home from work. Oh right, I forgot to tell you, Mike has already came back 3 hours ago, which was right after I gave up thinking about the hints that Sabrina and I found. My older brother seemed to have had fun with his buddies.

"Hey, Dad" Mike and I said to our father.

"Hey guys, how are you two doing?"

"We're alright, how about you?" Mike answered.

"Oh, I'm ok. I'm just tired..."

"You can go rest now, Dad," I said.

"Yeah," the man who gave birth to me said "And you certainly must have been lonely all day"

"No, not really," I responded "I talked to my friend on the phone the whole day"

"Well, that's good. At least you weren't bored"

"By the way Dad, how was the case? Did you find out what Emma meant by the drawing she made?" I asked.

Mike also knows about the case. You see, I'm not the only one in the family who's interested in my father's cases, my older brother as well. Mike looked at Dad, curious for an answer about how the case went.

"Well, as expected, she didn't answer us when we asked her. But then, we guessed that the drawing she made, the one being choked, might be her. And the person choking her is the kidnapper"

"Is that so?" my sibling asked.

"Yeah. That's what we thought. Then, when we asked her if the person choking her was the kidnapper and the victim was her, she nodded. We eventually understood that she was basically trying to explain how the criminal abused her by the drawing"

"That's good. But why did she draw when she could simply tell you this?" I asked.

"We don't know yet, and we're still trying to find out."

The man who gave birth to me then changed the subject by saying

"Anyways, I'm tired. So, I'll get myself ready for bed"

"Same," I responded.

"Yeah, me too"

And we all went to sleep.

25th April, 8 AM, Sunday

I woke up early. Today was my father's day off from work and also Mike's. While leaving my room, I saw my Dad in his room, sitting at his desk, doing something.