Murder At 12

Something Unexpected

He speaks," I love you."

I never expected that though all the messages we used to send to each other during our case were more useless than useful yet I was not bothered by it. All the days we spent in France and all the nights and hours we spent for the case together are the happiest memories my brain carries. I wanted the case to finish as fast as possible but now when I don't get to work with him I feel as if someone is nailing me on a cross. I was worried about him all these days. I missed him. But I just don't love him. This can't be true. Something is fishy about it. He just completely hated me before few seconds.

He continues ,"I never cared for anyone ever. I was never serious about anything in my life but somehow I wanted to prove my worth to you. I never missed anyone but I was missing you like crazy these days. We can't meet now as there has been the rule passed. But Now know this there is an awful lot of information I took out in these days and will tell it you somewhere out of here." He has not faced me even when he said he loves me.

I tell him," Yes maybe. Apart from personal issues, why don't you face me?".What comes next is more unexpected than awaited," Meet me at the Corodova, Western corner, tonight at 10. Your stop has come mademoiselle." 'These words are used by the local residents of France. France. France, I get it!

'I think I heard all this I don't want to die. He is the sniper from that night. I can't let him go. I have to do something. I get handy with my shock pen as the lift starts moving with a jerk and throws me right over him. I give him the shock and he passes out.'

I call the true William," I need help. At spot spit the anger and help me." He speaks with urgency," Where are you?"

"For the time being in the lift going to the basement. I caught the second you."

"Don't go to the basement. Not at any sake. Come to the first floor."

"Just be on the call till we don't meet."

The lift is already at the ground floor and I quickly push the button which reads 1. The lift jerks up. The door opens and when he enters he gives me an awfully weird look.

"What?" 'I just can't tolerate that look'

"Were you trying to attack me when this fella lost consciousness?"

"No! Hell no. I would never do such a thing."

"Yeah, maybe who knows. Now what do you want to do with this man?"

"I think we should take him and torture him and tie him with a five inch thick rope and beat him and" "Let it be. Better I decide you are already looking dangerous." He interrupts me. "Fine then. Just so you know one more thing he was very convincing when he said he loves me." He seems shocked then turns serious ,"Maybe that is true." "You said something." I ask brushing my dress of the dirt while he supports the man's limp body.