Water bruised the concrete as the lingering smell of coffee, hovered over the air. Multiple white cars appeared, swearving and swishing with the rain. Bright blue and radiant red lights flashed, a deathening siren alerting figures it's arrival. The cars smoothly, yet stealthily and quite fast, parked. A woman jumped out of a car located within the middle of the bunch, a male swinging himself out of the other. Both rushed over to the crisis and began their search. A young female, however, beat them. "Cause of death? " the older woman asked.
"A stab wound to the chest" replied the younger female. The elder woman was about to speak, until the younger interrupted.
"We've not been able to locate the tool, and or weapon that has been used, however.. "
"However, what?! " The older woman exclaimed, seeming awfully frustrated.
"We might still be able to pick up some evidence. " She hovered over the dead body, gloves on and slightly shivering, she picked something up. It was a white flower , a green stem shot from the base of the flower, standing strong and proud. The cream colored petals gracefully swished and swashed in the wind, but, there was something odd. A bitter rose liquid was gently glasied over the top of the flower, and that flower being a daisy.
"How can this happen twice in one week? " The female cop whispered.
"I'm unsure of that, Amelia, but one thing I do know is.. That's some good evidence there. " the male said, his index finger pointing powerfully at the ballerina of a flower that the younger was currently grasping in her hand.
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The Red Daisy
Misterio / SuspensoEveryday a new murder has occurred, but how? Each victim has been planted with a daisy , whether it's found in their hair, an arm, or a hand. Every daisy smothered in an iconic liquid. The bitter rose liquid, Blood.
