The Attack

Chapter 7-Crime Scene

Erica's POv:

It was Tuesday at 10:03 AM when I came to the scene of the crime. The condo was left the same as it was Sunday when it happened. Blood stains floors and walls. Bodies litter in the living room. I looked all over the scene for any clues to lead to the murderer. There was no weapon left, and more blood that this group can bleed out. It's a strange case.

"I've never seen a case like this before." I say sounding hopeless. I looked around the room again. "Isn't there supposed to be five bodies? There's only three." I say with amusement. "This is peculiar." a police man says looking at the bodies. "What do you want us to do?" the CIA asked me. "Get blood samples. We need clues fast. I have a feeling this murderer has more planned. Find anything you can." I commanded the CIA people to do. They began their work as I continued with mine. I looked to the side to see a boy tied to a wall with a hiking rope? "And get this boy out of here!" I say with discust.

The office was small and scattered with papers about facts and folders with information on criminals and investigation stuff. I was in my black chair writing notes about what I saw at the condo. "Hey." a voice says in a serious tone. "Hello, Trish, I'm detective Erica." I introduce myself. "I understand you were at the scene of the crime?" I say with a question. "Yeah. I still can't believe this all happened." Trish says glancing around the messy room. "So what happened exactly?" I asked wanting facts. "Well of starters, a shadow thing was over my friend, Mia." Trish says thinking. "Then my other friend, Veronica, beat him with a baseball bat. Once he passed out, they decided to tie him to a wall so he wouldn't run away." Trish explains. I jot the notes as she talks. "I heard it all, and peaked out my door, then when it was over, went back to bed." Trish concluded. "So you didn't see what happened after that?" I asked disappointed. "No." Trish says. "How many people were there exactly?" I asked with concern. "Seven girls." She says. I broke the news to her of the crime scene. "Trish, we only found three girls, and the shadow was a boy. The girls were identified." I say looking at her. She looked confused and a bit agitated. "Who were they?" She asked after a while. "Jasmine Santiago, Mia Green, and Jayna Tulip." I say listing the names. "But when I woke up, there were five bodies." Trish says with edge. "We didn't see the other two. We searched the whole condo. There's a possibility that they were kidnapped or are still alive." I say. We stare at each other. "But there's one thing odd about your friend, Mia. She's of our concern." I say slowly. "Why?" Trish asked unsure if she wanted to know. Should I tell her? I should, but how? I thought to myself.