Once sirus woke up he went over to the curtains to open them. He hissed at the bright lights. He walked over to his desk. On the walls were two cork boards. One had pictures of the murder scene while the other had pictures of his wife and daughter. As he stared at the picture of his wife and daughter, one single tear escaped from his eye. He quickly wiped it away, he could not cry. He got dressed and walked out of his motel room. Sirus wanted breakfast so he went to the office and sat in the kitchen room to eat some oats and drink his coffee while he read the paper.
Beep
"Sirus there's a new scene on 12340 dashle road," the radio chattered.
Beep
YOU ARE READING
Locked
Misteri / ThrillerThis is a story about a detective investigating a murder. But what he doesn't know could hurt him. Disclaimer: this story is graphic and may not be suitable to some audiences.
