Bertelli Investigations Volume 1: Noteworthy Mysteries

Chapter 31

Tony's viewpoint:
Tony rushed in the bedroom after looking for it for 10 minutes. It was a small house,but it had a lot of rooms,all which were in colors of pastel. The bedroom had cute baby pink curtains along with a small wooden bed with off white bed sheets. The only other pieces of furniture was a tiny nightstand and a pink colored rocking chair.It was the first place Tony would look,as it only made sense that a gun that a girl keeps for protection would be in her bedroom.

"Look under her pillow!",Tino yelled from the other room."That's where alot of women keep their guns at."

Tony knew his brother was right,as he had remembered learning that in a class that they had taken when they became detectives. But sometimes he wished his brother would leave him alone and let him do his part of the detective work. That was something that was always annoying to him.

He opened up the drawer to the small,wooden,,nightstand,hoping that his brother saved him some work despite not saving him aggravation. Unfortunately the only things in it were a phone charger and a journal, with no signs of a gun.

Tony thought it wouldn't hurt to take a peak at the journal;heck it mightve even told where Hannah kept her gun at or even a confession to killing Jade. As he skimmed through the pages,Tony didn't see much written down. All Hannah talked about was a previous,breif, relationship, that ended decently,and about her job. There was nothing in it that really helped.

Tony grabbed both pillows hastly,looking under both of them,but to no avail. There wasn't a gun under either pillow. His next thought was to look in the nightstand, but there wasn't a gun there either. Tony looked at the room,knowing the gun had to be in their. Where else would a woman keep her gun at? He shuffled through the closet, looking at the top shelves and in the pockets of items of clothing hung up;there must've been 30 shirts and 20 pants to all go through. He then went through the the bottom of the closet,moving all the shoes. That wasn't a quick or easy task,as there was also probably 30 pairs of shoes. But once again there was nothing.

Tony sat on the bed and took a breath. 'Where could that gun be at?', Tony asked himself. 'If it's in another room this could be a long search.' As Tony took a break for a minute,he all of a sudden had a thought. He got up off of the bed and lifted up the mattress, and there laid a small,black,handgun.

"Yes!" Tony yelled in a kind of a quiet tone. It had felt good to find something so easy, something that could've been very difficult to find. It also made him feel good to know that he was clever enough to start in the bedroom.

"So it is true. Hannah does own a gun.", Tony thought. "I have a feeling that there's a lot to learn about that girl."

"Tony", he heard his brother shout from the other room. " Come on! We gotta go!"

Tino's viewpoint:
As Tino was searching for fingerprints in the living room, his brother ran to the bedroom to look for the gun. That would be his first place to search. Tino remembered learning previously that most women keep their guns in their nightstand. "Look under her pillow! That's where alot of women keep their guns at.", he yelled at Tony. He knew it urked Tony when he helped him at times regarding detective things. But he also knew his brother was thankful at the same time,so he often went with urking his brother anyways.

While Tino was searching,he couldn't come up with much. All the fingerprints he found matched Hannah's, as he had a copy of them from the police database on his phone. There had been no other fingerprints around,which meant that maybe had acted alone in killing her sister and doing something with Tia. Even if there were other fingerprints in the house,I could've just been from visitors. It almost seemed pointless to try to collect fingerprints, there was a slight chance that it could help,which made it worthwhile. There was also nothing to collect any major source of DNA from. True,there was a dirty coffee cup in the sink,and Tino knew he could get hair off of a hairbrush, but once again it probably belonged to Hannah. Tino was sure that nobody important to the case had been in the house-except Hannah.

While Tino was finishing up searching, his phone rang again. He rolled his eyes and took off his white gloves,finally giving into the rings that had seemed non stop sin e the night before. He seen on the caller ID that it said 'Mom',and he grunted at the sight. It was aggravating that their parents wouldn't leave them alone to work. Their parents knew that their job was extremely important. But lately they seemed to be forgetting about all of that.

Tino bit his tongue as he answered the phone, trying to remember that their parents did care alot about them and never meant any harm. " Mom,before you yell about us not answering your calls,we have been very busy with work",he said as he was trying to keep a calm, respectful, voice.

"Valentino", his mother's said with a shaky voice,gasping for air. " I needed you guys to answer last night."

"Mom what's wrong?", Tino asked concerned,hoping his mother wasn't having an emotional breakdown. It had been a long time since she had one, but it was obvious that she was in distress.

"It's your father."

Tino had a weird feeling in the pit of his stomach. It wasn't the good kind of butterfly feeling either. It was more of the dreaded, empty, heart stopping feeling. "What about dad?", he asked with a shallow breath.

"He-"