Twenty six

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(Felix POV)

The apartment was being examined thoroughly. Forensics checked every nut and cranny of the place but so far nothing.

"Detective Kjellberg? The living room's clear, no suspicious objects found"
"Uh... check upstairs"
"With all due respect sir we've looked-"
"Just look!"

I didn't mean to be harsh with my colleagues but the stress and frustration was getting to me. I didn't want to believe Dark did it, he wouldn't have. He loved (Y/N) and everyone knew that. I went back over the reports for what felt like the hundredth time.

She made two phone calls within the same hour she went missing; one to Anti at 9:45 but shortly before that she made a call to LA Maximum Security Prison. I checked the records but apparently the person she was talking to had disappeared. Typical.

I decided to retrace the steps of what we thought might have happened. Suspecting that the 'chase' began in the kitchen, the victim then made her way to the stairs where there are signs of a struggle. Scrub marks on the wall and the carpet had been lifted up around the edges it's likely the victim was knocked over but then managed to push her attacker back hitting them against the wall. Still nothing that could be linked to Wilford. They then proceeded to the bedroom. It looks as if she barricaded herself in judging by the bash marks on the door and how it seems the dresser has been moved recently by the indents on the carpet. The dressers draws are also slightly damaged probably from falling over. Again unhelpful. She must have made a break for the bathroom after barricading the door. Considering that it's been completely damaged. The door had a whole through it and the toilet lid was cracked in half with blood on it, which we could only assume was (Y/N)'s. Nothing that screamed Wilford! It was all useless.

"Sir? Still nothing"
"Fine *sigh* Wrap it up!"

I'm sorry Dark. They started collecting up the evidence. I began making my way over to the door feeling no hope for my friend when-

"SIR! YOU NEED TO SEE THIS, THERE'S SOMETHING IN HERE!"

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Wilford POV)

She still has hope! Why?
I would ask myself this night and day, why wouldn't she break? Unless... that sneaky little minx. I guess we're going to have to move things along much more quickly. I went over towards the safe which i had hidden in the wall. Unlocking it and grabbing the phone which was kept inside.

"Hello? Its me, plans have changed i need everything bringing forward ASAP... What do you mean you can't do that! Do i have to remind you who i am and what i can do? Good, now how long?... two days? I guess i'll have to do. Fine! But if anything isn't right, well youll know what will happen"

I hung up the phone and put it back in the safe. Two days. I should have known she'd be up to something. Oh well i guess we're just going to have some fun.

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