Murder At 12

Two William's

When I open my eyes next I realize that William is still working on his laptop. I get up from the couch, stretch silently and go into my room to change my clothes. While I am changing someone starts banging he door ruthlessly. I know it ought to be William but I just can't understand the reason why is he banging the door so loud. He shouts from behind the closed door," Get ready as fast as possible we have to go out, Quick" I quickly respond to his voice and change my pajamas with jeans and shirt. I question him as I quickly pin my hair in a pony tail," Which mountain broke that you are getting so restless?" He quickly grabs my hand and drags me out of the change room. I can only talk to myself," Damn this thick hair. Where is he taking me at this hour of night," He ignores my murmurs completely. I am unable to tie my hair even properly because of the rush and so I end up with my hair open.

We are at the terrace of the hotel.' Fresh night air feels so good, What are you thinking at a time like this ?Be alert. Finish this case as fast as possible.' My mind orders me. He speaks pointing to a back alley," There will be the murder .For sure, but it is past 12." He says looking at his wrist watch. I yawn as I turn to go back. I tell him," I am going to sleep. I have to wake up early tomorrow. I have a deal. Good night." He stops me holding me by my shirt collar, forcing me to come back , sit next to him and stare where he is staring at. 'He can be really bossy at times.' A voice comes from within me.

It is not long observing the situation that we notice both Ms Easton shaking hands with someone and a sniper targeting her. William jerks up and jumps from the terrace before I can even process it he is running away from the building where the sniper is waiting . I have something attached to my collar with a note. It reads," Use the ropes hanging from different buildings with the help of the object puller, reach at the building roof within five minutes." I make an exhausted face after reading the note. Nevertheless attach the puller to my belt. My inner voice wishes me luck before I jump from Terrace at eightieth floor. Basically I do not need luck for doing this there is no distance between the roofs, it is just the height difference and that is even not very much.

I get to the roof quicker than I imagined rather I think he made it easy to climb." Did I get at the wrong roof? No. Not at all." I confirm myself and then I see the sniper loading the gun. Resting against the railing I call out to him," Excuse me Mister. I think you need to give some explanations to me." He turns back to look at me, masked I expected that, as usual. He replies in a voice that I suppose to have heard before," Madam, in my world we don't see how gorgeous the investigator is we are taught to sit tight." I look away at his words. I try to suppress my irritation. I talk back," So, I suppose that's that. You are telling me you don't plan on opening your mouth easily." I walk towards him .I got a plan marked with details till the end used to such situations. "Fine by me. As you wish." I announce and give him a sudden electric shock. He sinks to the floor.

No sooner do I proceed with my plan that William appears . Looking at the situation he says," Why do you always ruin the plan? He was to shoot the actual sniper." I am more at anything but rage now," This is what happens when you go working all on your own." After momentary silence I ask him," Now what?"

He replies back," What' Now what'? Now enjoy. Rush fast to the second position at the end quick we have to shoot Easton." He picks up the gun of the sniper and shoots Easton before I can question anything. I vow to myself that now I will not trust this man with the plan. He is reckless. I jump of the roof to the next destined location. Trying to figure out the reason to shoot Ms Easton. 'To shoot the victim who's killer we are supposed to kill. We are having no proof of the first shot already and now he shot this lady too. Who is after all this? Why is he doing so? Why does he not tell me the plan?'

When I am almost about to reach the second destined roof I stand stock still at the sight. I can't trust my own eyes. I see one two Williams. 'How is this even possible?' My breath is getting ragged. I cover my open mouth with my right hand and use my left hand to take support of the railing on the roof. One is targeting Miss Easton and the other has almost reached her. I am unable to decide which one is fake or true. Next I hear a gunshot and see blood splattered next to her. I also realize that before the next shot William saves her. I am unable to decide what to do when he takes the next shot for her and pushes her into a van. 'He really did plan out something. I cannot rush from this height to him at spot.' I quickly text him," Go get away, as fast as possible, I will meet you at the hospital."

I am thinking this when I feel someone's breath on my neck. I quickly turn around. It is William.' Fake. I will pretend. I am scared. He is way too close.' He narrows his eyes and looks at me. He sets my hair on my forehead with is finger and says," I think you injured your leg." I notice that blood is flowing coming out from my ankle. I was so shocked that I did not even realize it. " I will drop you to the hospital. You look awfully pale if this goes on you will end up passing out," He says and ties his handkerchief around my ankle. I can't help but make a painful voice when he puts knot to it. I get a text from the true William," At Dexter's." Just seeing is enough right now.

The fake William picks me up and sets me comfortably in his car. I remain silent and decide to observe all his actions. I speak as he fastens his seatbelt," The Dexter's hospital. I suppose it is the closest." He replies without hesitation," Yeah, if you insist. Make sure you don't pass out before that." I nod at his remark. Basically that is the only thing I can do right now. When we reach there he says he is going to do the formalities and I should get the treatment done. When I reach there I notice that the doctor is no other than William. The first words at his sight that come out from my mouth are," You are not going to trust what just happened." I tell him the whole proviso and we both chase out to find the man.