Afterwards she was occupied in her work with Kerry. She leaned to the microscope and examined the scattered,stained skin of the man's body. The epidermis was peeling off and the freckled lines had creased deeply on the flesh. Kerry applied some Dermalogica over the dried body. After the investigation,reports were filed on his death. At two o'clock an attorney from the Supreme Court entered CIPA to gather the death report of old Mr. Hamingback. Mr.Reff,a young nrw atyorney in his mid thirties approached Carla. He was slender and attractive. She accompanied him to the office room.
"I included everything that is possible for the death," she said as she sat.
Before Mr.Reff could reply,she handed over the report to him. He scanned it so surveillancly.
"The court will address this this late evening,"he confirmed. "You have made it so easy Miss Carla."
"As always,"she giggled.
"This man,Hamingback was a very wealthy and humble man. He cared about everyone and worked as a businessman until he just caught this dreadful cancer,"he said
"His antigen quantity was very
low which resulted this to get worse."After a while, he left the office. She had loads of work packed toghether today. Before she could start off,she slowly walked to Peter's room. She gave a slight knock at the door and there she heard Peter screaming,"Come in". The knob turned reluctantly and she went in. Peter was heavily concerned in his work. He raised his head.
"Oh hi Carla", he said in a confidential tone.
"Peter,I would like you to let know Mr.Shezan to come and work on the project this weekend."
"Thats wonderful,"he exclaimed.
"I need you to work with him and get details from Jack. I hope you'll can handle it on your own."
"We'll manage. Ill inform him tomorrow. Mr.Gadinghack will be so happy that you accepted his request,"peter said.
As she walked through the empty passage,she stopped by an ancient mullioned window and looked down at the streets. No more cops were seen and no more polics cars drifted,everything was retrieved. She then sauntered back to her room and got into her usual filings. It was five o'clock when she finally completed her work. Exhaustion was up to its limits. Gathering all her bags she checkered out of the building. The air was still warm eventhough the sun has gone down. A flock of birds streamed across the ash sky,fluttering into their cages. She got into the car and headed off to Palm Fresh Grocery. Through the drive ahe felt the sudden reclusiveness in the streets and all the shops she passed by and the people seemed reluctant. Despite all, she stopped herself in the parking of Palm Fresh Grocery. Slowly opening the door,she limped out when suddenly a bright flashlight was shone onto her face that she almost blinked. She quickly jumped back in. "Someone took a picture of me. Its a picture,I know it. I heard the clicking sound", she whisphered while grasping breaths. She looked at the road from the rearview mirror. Someone must have followed me,she thought. Her chin quivered and hands trembled with agonized fear. She closed her eyes and relaxed for a moment. All the horrifying thoughts drove through her mind somberly Carla felt hesitant so she drove back home as fast s possible;her hands still shuddering on the steering wheel and the sweat draped her palms swiftly. She glanced through the dark,cobbled roads so vigilantlt with the urge to reach home quickly. Am I going to make the front page of the 'Mirror'? What will happen to me...",she thought.
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THE LOST MEMORY
Tajemnica / ThrillerMemories can be a murder..... Carla Venn, a 20 year old private detective receives a terrible phone call. When the nights grew, her fears confronted her mercilessly. She sees a constant dream of a white blonde girl. Is it her? She meets a psychatri...