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A young woman, brown hair, blues eyes, lean silhouette, sitting on a stool, in the middle of  the room. She smiles blissfully, her eyes empty , a notebook at his feet.

She turn her face to us and fixes us long and she begin to write in her notebook.


" Hum sorry Miss ? Are you his girlfriend ? Yeah ? Well...Oh, I know it's hard and I'm really sorry to ask you to do that, but we need someone to recognize him. And you are the only personne close to him in town... As you should know, his parents are in a road trip in France, his sister is at Madrid and you seem to be the next on list. Fine, come in the front of the body, do you want somes handkerchiefs ? No ? Okay.... Can you confirm that the body next to you is the body of your boyfriend, James Kleanfort ? Do you confirm ? Thanks for your time, I'm still be sorry for all of that... I let you go home to begin your mourning and I will try to join his family for announce it to them and for all the admistrative papers... Thank you again.. Bye! "


She raise her head of her notebook and starts talking


When the policeman called me to came at the policestation, for the murder of my boyfriend, I was not sad, I was not angry, I was not stressed, I was... Kinda happy ? Kinda relieved ? I don't know, but it was strange...


When I was in front of his body, I couldn't hold back a little chuckle, without knowing why ... It's unhealthy this situation is not it ? Fortunately for me, the policeman took it for a sob and offered me a handkerchief. Do you know a lots of girls who laugh next to the deadbody of them boyfriend ? I do not.

She  gets of the stool and looks for something in her pocket. She finds it and show us a little piece of crumpled paper with a big scary smile.

When I was at the policestation, the policeman showed me the message which has been discovered on the body, when they find James : U're the next E

And he asked me "Have you an idea about who can E be ?"

And I answered him "Hum I don't know, it could be Elena, a friend of us, or maybe Elliott, an another friend of us, or it could be his sister Eleinn, who is in Spane, as you told me..."


I lied to this policeman. This E is me. Egovie, I am. I will be the next, I know it since the beginning... 

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