We somehow manage to take that man to his place. We tie him to the chair in the basement. He looks at the man and asks," Howlong?"
I answer him myself looking at the man ,"Six hours."
" The volts"
" More than usual"
"Scared?"
"No"
"Reason being"
"I was angry."
"You told he proposed you?"
"Not being it"
"Any explanations?"
"I don't owe you any explanations."
"Suppose so I was correct again."
"Maybe, who knows."That is the last I speak to him and move out of the basement. I walk around the house and observe that it is not like a typical boy's house. Rooms are neat and tidy. 'He takes care of his things properly. This shows that he likes things to be arranged sequentially. He is a hygienic person I must say. Next I will go to the kitchen.' I decide. I open the fridge and it is not empty to my surprise. I see a dark chocolate kept there and take it out without a single moment hesitation. 'I bet he will daresay anything.' I smile thinking as I take a bit of it. 'Delicious it is.' I walk around the house into the room which has a sliding door towards the lawn. I slide it open and lean against the glass frame. Refreshing air comes inside. I close my eyes to savor the moment.
After sometime William says from behind," Seems to me you are enjoying yourself." I don't answer. He keeps speaking and I remain silent. When he goes quiet I open my eyes to see him leaning on the wall opposite to me and just staring and me. I ask, "What?" He does not answer." Why are you staring at me?" He still remains quiet. "Speak something." Yet no response. "Just thinking something." I reply," No need to think so much."
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Murder At 12
Mystery / ThrillerA 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? Continue to read in order to now
