what's left to you is the truth

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This is just a short chapter,I hope you'll like it.

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Detective Harshall pov

I felt sorry for Mrs.Miller as she left the office empty-handed.we can't trace the kidnapper yet that's why I need her stories before her daughter left their house, the next morning she went missing.

My instincts we're always telling me the truth base on her interview that her daughter spend the night with his boyfriend.

There is an answer,Dave was the last person she'd been with but yet there was a suicidal note between them that makes this case questionable.

" it's impossible that Kate would end up her life easily or run away, she's very excited on her trip to Hong Kong.

But based on my investigation she had a best friend named Chloe whose in love also to his boyfriend Dave.

" who left the note on her bed that day after she went missing?
" I miss questioning that part to her mom.

I got it I have to find Chloe,I need her side also.if she made a call that time to her friend or if she received any disturbing texts from her but before that I will talk to Dave first,maybe I can collect information from him to finalize my theory about Kate's kidnapper and the people involved.

I'm in front of Dave's apartment and I just saw a girl wearing a redtight dress comes out from the door.

I parked my car near his place that's why I'm invisible to the girls eyes.

She looked happy but I can see those emerald eyes full of fears.

Maybe she's an another girl.
Or maybe just their close friend.

I take a deep breath before knocking on Dave's apartment door.

I have a mini voice recorder here on my watch and a place detector if I need back-up.it was connected to the station.what we talk,they could hear us....

I can tell that this guy was a clever one.
I caught him peeping at the window to make sure who was outside before he let anyone comes in.

He doesnt realize I caught him first.
He seemed fragile from the outside but I can see a dark side of him through his cold dark eyes.

We introduced ourselves with each other and he lead me the way to his office upstairs.

I started the interview and I will tell you what I felt that time...." my sweats on my back was cold same on my foot, I'm just praying that this guy is not the suspect.

As I'm about to left when I turned my back before him, at the side of my right eye,I saw him pulling the gun from the drawer of his table.

I wanted to call my back-up but it was too late,in just a second he quickly pulled the trigger right on my head when I face him.

I told myself that my theory was the truth,Its true that one of the suspect was his only boyfriend,Dave.
That was the only answer left on my mind before coming here.

I collapsed and held my last breath while watching Dave and a girl I saw earlier at the parking lot looking to each other.

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Me: I'm crying right now I killed the detective but it was a part of my story.
Hope you like it.

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