8 years later
Lexi had never properly got over her mother's death, but had stuck to her promise of being detective.
Getting a call on her state of the art phone Lexi sipped her Starbucks coffee and lent back in her cheap office chair in an attempt to get comfy.
"This is Lexi speaking. How may I help you today?" She asked.
"Hi there sweetheart, sorry to bother you but I have young man here asking for the best detective I know, and so here I am on the phone talking to you" chuckled an old man called Ben, who happened to be her retired detective boss.
"Sent him over", Lexi sighed "it will be easier for him if he told me the whole story himself"
Half an hour later at Lexi's office
"Sorry to contact you at such short notice but I don't know what to do, the police say that they are now classifying it as a cold case" said the young man to Lexi. Lexi responded
"That's fine; would you mind telling me your name?"
"Oh it's Liam, I'm sorry for not telling you sooner; I'm so relieved that I have someone to help me" he said.
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Things will never be the same
RandomOne sunny morning in August, Lexi ran out of her mother's holiday chalet onto the palm tree covered beach. She was horrified at what she saw in the distance, she knew things will never be the same. If you happen to stumble across this please read xxx
