The Secret

Their lives were perfect. Too perfect. Emily and David Taylor. World famous chemists for discovering a cure for AIDS. Well, before they were murdered. It was a night in January, piles of snow lay on the sidewalks, still the streets of New York were packed. Everyone was asleep in the penthouse suite. Or so they thought....

Jenna woke up to the sound of screaming. She immediately bolted out of her room. In the hallway, she could see her twin brother, Jeff, or her brother, Adam.

"Who screamed?" Jeff asked.

"I don't know.... Wait, where's Amy?" Jenna exclaimed. After sharing a brief glance with her brother, Jenna and Jeff ran down the staircase, with Adam following close behind, until they were met with sight of their grandparents holding onto Amy. All three of them were pale and quaking with fear.

"Gran? Gramps? Amy? What's wrong?" Adam asked a look of fear in his eyes. He walked over to Amy and embraced her. Even though he would never admit it, Adam can't stand Amy being dejected or frightened. He just wants her to be happy, as would any brother want his younger sister to be. But for the past few days, Amy would always burst out crying over the littlest things. For example, two days ago she accidently dropped a glass which shattered. Her mom and dad told her it was alright, but she wouldn't stop crying until she finally fell asleep.

After an unnerving silence, Amy spoke, her voice cracking.

"M-Mom and D-Dad. T-they're...." She bursts out crying before she could finish the last sentence. Gramps finishes for her.

"Dead.,"

"Huh?" Jeff, Jenna, and Adam said in unison. It took them a moment to process what Gramps said. When they did, they wouldn't believe it until they saw it. The three of them ran into their parents' bedroom. There they saw the most gruesome scene.

Their parents' corpses were mutilated. The murderer stabbed them numerous times in the chest and cut their faces. On the wall written in their blood were the words Someone has a SECRET. Jeff covered Adam's eyes and forced Jenna out of the room. They stumbled down the stairs. Once they got to the bottom, Jenna fell to her knees, tears blurring her vision, while Jeff was holding onto both Adam and Amy, his face expressionless yet inside he felt numb, while they both bawled uncontrollably. Bella showed up and when she saw everyone's expression, she knew something was wrong.

"Do they know?" Bella thought to herself. "If they found out, they'll throw me in jail!" The idea frightened her, so she left her face expressionless.

"What happened?" Bella asked.

"Mom and Dad are dead," Jenna answered. Bella's expression changed to shocked, but then she also broke down crying.

After about half an hour, Jenna composed herself enough to ask the thing they should have done immediately.

"Gramps? Gran? Did you call the police?" The look on their faces showed that the thought never entered their minds. Jeff silently picked up the phone and dialed 911.

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"Alright, each and everyone one of you are all suspects in the murder of Emily and David Taylor. The adults in this room will be interrogated by Officer Jones and the children will be interrogated by me in the other room. Now!" Officer Knox yelled. Jeff, Jenna, Adam, and Amy followed Officer Knox to the lounge. Once he made everyone sit down, he started right to the point.

"Listen up! I don't care if you lot are a bunch of kids. One of you here in this suite is the murderer and is keeping a very deep secret. Officer Jones and I won't leave until we found out who it is. So I won't beat around the bush. You. Name yourself and your age. After you everyone else does the same. Got it?" He pointed at Jeff. They all nodded in unison.