Murder At 12

Freak!!

I ask him as soon as I close the door," What did you actually trace? Or Whom? What is it?" He answers ,"I just picked up on the highest frequencies of the mobile signals which you had close to you." I am furious at his casualty, "I knew it 'Even a stopped clock shows us correct time twice a day same goes for you. "" Just don't go on bragging about me. I really did find out the correct place." He tries to defend himself but I offend him again," Thanks to you. I risked my life for nothing." We pause our fight after that. Both of us don't want to talk at spot. I sigh exasperated and sit next to him on the couch. "It was an awfully long dark night." I know he is going to speak something so with a strained and exhausted expression I raise my hand to stop him," I am not in condition to fight right now."

The day breaks even earlier than I expected. I look at the rising sun joining both my hands I pray for a successful day. No sooner do I open my eyes after praying that I notice William sleeping on the couch with his propped on his elbow on the armrest. He looks like a seven year old kid. I can't help but laugh what lies before my eyes. Somehow I manage to clasp my hand over my mouth before my laughter echoes into the drawing room.

I just stare at his profile silently. I make sure not to make the slightest movements in order to keep calm his peaceful sleep. I get up soon after that. I quickly get dressed to bear with another suspenseful and mysterious day. ' You can do this just today. One more day then we will celebrate our victory. Go on Brave girl. We can do this.' That is at least what I can assure myself of.

I sigh as I braid up my hair. I wanted to finish this case as fast as possible when I started it and now here I am messed up with this. "I just want this to get over quick." I groan irritably. In the reflection of the mirror I see William giving me weird looks that demand an answer. I turn around to answer him,

" It happens. Just ignore."

He looks somewhat shocked and somewhat satisfied like he had a faded image of such a scene. I stick out my tongue at him. Of course at his back. It is irritating to see someone mock me. I at least don't like it.

After sometime I walk down to the buffet in the dining hall. I am having the 'Not to ignore' list with me. The first name I have is the secretary of Easton. She could tell me something if I was good enough with my acting. Something I am sure of. 'After all the world's best real life actress award goes to me' I smile inwardly at my silly comment. I spot my target. I start to approach it. I almost meet up with Spencer. 'How is this possible that a black cat does not cut my way.' Bitter truth.