CH7

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Carlo's POV

"This case looks easy," Will said while sipping his coffee. "Don't be so sure, did you forget the case we took 7 months ago?" I reminded him, and he responded by rolling his eyes.

"I'm still stuck on the rose part, normally, killers would just leave a note or something as a symbol. Not...this."

When I was about to reply, I received an email. "I got an email," I told him. I opened it and it was the identification of the body I saw earlier. "Come here." He got off his chair and placed his coffee down, making his way to my side.

We both read at the same pace because of our similar and perfectly timed reactions. His name was "Nolan Anderson," and he was 24 years old. His occupation was therapist assistance. There were 19 pictures. One of them was a picture of him in his best condition with a smile on his face, then pictures of his lifeless body.

"Such a huge difference, look at all that damage." His eyebrows furrowed. "And this, this was the hole you were talking about?" I nod, "Yes, it is. There was a rose engraved into that hole." I clicked on the arrow to display the other images.

"Let's get into our suspects now," I said. "The only family member he seems to have is his older sister who is currently studying in another country. The closest person to a family member is his cousin, whom he recently contacted a few days before his death."

"What about the therapist? His job is about therapist assistance." Will added. "Right, we still didn't get any information about who his therapist was, the AFP is actively getting more information and more suspects."

"Okay, let me just write those down." Will took out his pen and a plain paper from my desk. He started writing down the suspects.

CASE OF NOLAN ANDERSON
Suspect List:
Older sister, Isla Anderson
Cousin
Anyone working with victim

"This is all we have right now, any other suspects to add?" I started thinking but, our information is very limited right now so no. I shook my head, he put the cap of his pen back and threw it into his pocket.

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