A story about a detective who has to find out the murderer and his intentions for the murder of a idol actress Miss Easton. Will she be able to find out the true murderer and save the next targeted victim?
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At midnight ,admiring the moon, humming to myself in a voice audible under my earphone. My phone tucked in my pocket I was chilling out on my balcony. Enjoying the cold wind. It was warm inside and it felt good. I took out my phone to change the song when, I heard a gunshot.
I get shocked from the sudden gunshot and my phone falls off. I pick it up checking for any scratches to the screen.
All the sedating atmosphere vanishes at once. I decide to find out for myself about the mysterious gunshot. It is spooky enough to hear a gunshot in this region. I almost live in a deserted place. All my neighbors are gone for their vacations or to their relatives. I put on my boots and walk out wasting no time to change. I walk wrapping my hands around myself to prevent myself from the chilly wind. It hits me that there are only two possibilities. Either the Murderer ran away or if he shot to steal he might still be there and shoot me too! I feel goosebumps rise on my skin.
Surprisingly, even before I reach someone is sitting by a hot lady. I see her body fallen on the ground. All Hot if she was not shot. I see her waist dip in after her breasts. I try to observe her more. But My view is blocked by a broad back. Who could have shot such a dish? Doesn't matter though. I hear the man questioning ,"Keep your eyes open. Just few minutes more." I feel a malicious tinge in the deep voice but in order to figure out the condition I offer him help. He hesitates first but then reluctantly accepts my offer. He looks as if he never wanted to take my help.
We rush the victim into the hospital. He sits with the lady in the backseat supporting her body. I keep glancing at them through the mirror. What catches my attention is the Red nail polish. There is something different about it, which I am not able to figure out. 'Damn it! Wish I used loads of makeup. I drive faster. It is in such remote area I choose to live. It isn't safe but being alone brings me a different type of bliss. I concentrate on the road.
Once in the hospital ,the doctors at once start the treatment. After few minutes they start an operation. As soon as the light of the operation room signals Red something clicks in my mind, as if the light is telling me you should get busy as well . This Red light can signify Danger too. I start looking for the man who accompanied me till here. He seems to be doing the formalities .
I call out to him ,"Excuse me," he turns to me, "You know that lady?" He answers with a serious expression, "No." I start to get suspicious about that man .Maybe he reads my mind and says," I happened to be a passerby. I saw her and rushed to her help. Thank you for your help .It would have been difficult without your help." I can only nod to it, still many things are running through my mind. He suddenly blurts out," Oh! My bad. I forgot to ask you. What's your good name young lady?" "Yamato. It's Merellanda Yamato."I answer him. He offers me his hand saying ,"Nice to meet you Ms Yamato .I am William Adamson. I am a businessman, partly and an idle person. I trade coffee."I lightly shake his hands introducing myself," I am owner the of the world wide chain of restaurants of paradise. I trade trends.""So, you are the editor of Leading Lady, then." William reconfirms. I start to giggle at HIS addition to MY introduction. I nod at this remark smiling. He seems from a reputable background. Hmm, he looks good. Good from heart, helped an unknown person. Maybe I was wrong. He seems a nice guy. In sense nice at hiding his thoughts through the perfect stubble and jaw.
We decide to wait till the doctors return. He seems the least shocked when the doctors tell us about her conditions. He hid it. I know because I did the same. Or maybe He didn't. Maybe he did it to her? Could it be.. I am pulled out of my thoughts by the doctors voice. "Her name is Mary Easton, she is a famous actress. A social activist . No family problems. A lot of people adore her." I start to take information about her when the doctors tell us. She is stable but yet has serious injuries . I speak with all courtesy to the doctor ," Kindly keep it confidential how she reached here." He seems to be bothered. "Lest the case should come on you." I give a scary smirk and he nods haphazardly.
" Loved by so many. No scandals. No illegal allegations. Why would anyone try to kill her? A social activist trying to do good for the world. She seems to be a top model. She was supposed to be working with Christian Pratt in a historical documentary. She was a good person. With Zero haters. Pure record." I hear the news reporter covering the news.
EXACTLY too pure. Extremely clean. Something's shady about it I just can't figure it out. I shut the TV.
