Prologue

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31st of December at Dover.

Harry was sitting on his bed at night watching T.V with his cup of beer in his hand. He seemed that he drank a lot in this night.
But he was a drunker he also drunk a lot of whiskey.

He's a police man of 22 years old but he's lonely always he cared for no one and no one cared for him. But he was so intelligent at discovering crimes and finding keys that solve any problems also the wrynecks couldn't find the killers so the police gave him a lot of money but he spent it with girls and bottles of beers.  He lived in a small apartment at Dover like he was a poor man.
He kept drinking until he didn't see anything around him when he looks in his eyes in the mirror they were red like tomatoes.
When someone looked at him and his life he felt puzzled why did he live like this maybe he could live a new and rich life.
His eyes was sad... really sad maybe he had a secret that nobody knows about it and also made him lived this horrible and lonely life.

The new year 1st of January 2016

In the morning Harry started to begin a new year lonely as usual.

When the wryneck Trevor called him to come in a very important thing the reason was unknown he didn't know what happened.
But he didn't mind to go he loved his work. He wore a skinny black trousers and a black T-Shirt. He didn't wear anything except black.

He went to the police station of Britain at Dover so he went to Trevor's office. He found him sitting in his office but he was looking in the file was in the desk he looked so interested in it as he didn't notice Harry's arrival.
Harry coughed as he wanted to take the attention.

"Hi Harry" He said and smiled.

"Hi" He said as usual sadly.

"Sit down" He said while Harry took a seat in front of him.
Harry's eyes was shiny really shiny and green that the light hit it.

"I have bad news for you" He said and Harry thought about a new crime.

"What sir..... a crime?" He asked surprisingly.

"Yeah" He said and made Harry surprised more and more.

"What? And Who was killed in this day?" Harry asked.

"Faye Langford" He answered.

"When was she killed?" Harry asked when Trevor put the file in front of Harry.

"Look at the file then tomorrow you'll go to the Villa it's at the Calen Condson Street" He said while Harry took the file and nodded.

He stood up from his seat , going out from the police station and drove his car making his direction to the house again.

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