Blue is my Colour [Katelyn X Female Reader]

Chapter Twenty Three===What a Creep!

A/N===This whole chapter will be in the POV of Katelyn, attempting to find clues on your Disappearance.

[Katelyn's POV]

It's been 13 days... Y/N still hasn't returned. I've called the police for input on her disappearance, put they claim her to be dead and hang up.

What don't they want me to know? And why? What did I do? What did she do?

If only I could get some input... If nobody tells me anything, then I guess you can call me Detective Rizu.

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I search Y/N's room for clues, nothing.

I search the washrooms, nothing.

Living space, nothing.

But wait, how about the actual scene of the kidnapping? The Kitchen!

I rush to the kitchen and noticed tons of things that could count as a clue

I glance at the floor and notice a small pool of blood, from Johnny? Maybe not, Johnny's blood was over near the fridge, who's blood was this? Mine? Couldn't be, I was fine, besides the bump on my forehead.

I take a couple Q-Tips and dab them in each blood pool, the obvious, Johnny's, and the other pool, and put them in separate ziplock bags.

"C'mon," I become squirmy "I need a print!"

I search around when it hit me, the lamp! You know, the one he threw at me? Sure, it was shattered, but I could dust off a print on a piece or two?

I could then send the evidence to the force...they weren't much help before! Could someone help? Someone as eager to actually solve the case as I am?

Then it hit me, Lucinda! She's a witch, she can use magiks to help, or am I wrong? It's worth a try anyway.

I notice the lock on the screen door was broken. Gee, thanks man. He definitely broke his way in.

I note it, along with the finding of blood and thought of the finger print on the lamp.

I started to pace, glancing led to right, as I notice something...leather? I reach for it as I find it to be a wallet.

I open it, expecting to see the man's photo and ID, but it just had his name and---a picture of Y/N and Johnny as teens? What a creep!

The man's name was Carl? What a simple name for someone so vile.

In a small pocket in the wallet was a golden key, with Vil #163 engraved into it. Vil? What's Vil?

Wow, I've found so many clues! I should consider being Detective Rizu more often...

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I was grabbing a donut, stress eating, okay? I nearly stepped on something as I was pulling the chair out from the table, I pick it up and the colour of F/C made it clear that it belonged to Y/N.

I guessed the code, and amazingly enough, I got in.

I checked the call history first, which she had gotten a call from a blocked number 2 minutes before the kidnap. I note it.

The screen was a bit cracked, probably from her dropping it in fear, I'll get that fixed...later.

Now, to get this evidence to someone who's always got my back, even if we may fight sometimes---

Well, here goes nothing but hope.

Please Lucinda, you're my only hope.

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Hear more from----yourself----soon! Next chapter in fact, maybe even more of detective Rizu if you Chicas want?

But as always, stay amazing Chicas.

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