Detective's Love Case

Chapter 3

Kimora's POV

The crime scene was cleaned up and everything went back to normal. The body was transferred for further information and people were questioned about the murder and his whereabouts. The victim's sister was moved to the Station where she could calm down and it was Jay and myself still checking for any missed details.

"Diamond, I'm going to check this cafe for the surveillance cameras to see if it picked up the killer's face."

I nodded. This is the second victim since coming here. But I can't seem to put the puzzle together to see why the murder would do it. So far the two women have no relationship. One is 26 years old, American and the other is 20 years old and Japanese. From what I know both are models. So are models being attacked or is it just for fun?

"Hey Diamond. So nothing on the cameras. It only caught the back of the guy's head. Like he knew where the cameras were set. Damn it!"

Jay kicked a trashcan over in frustration. I walked over to the can and picked it up, only to see something inside. A note. I picked it up and what I saw made me drop it. Blood, writing and a picture.

"Jay! Come here."

He ran over as I picked the letter up again to show him. It states:

'Well you found the third girl but can you find the second? She was so scared as I cut into her perfectly pale skin.'

"So there's another victim? But where? I'll call the station and get any information on any missing girls in the last 24 hours."

I stood there in shock. How could someone do this?

"Diamond."

I snapped out of my trance and looked at Jay

"Let's go."

We drove back to the Station. Upon entering, there was a mob of people standing outside. The mob of people were all news anchors, trying to get the information on the two women. We were able to sneak by without any of them noticing. When we walked in, there were two younger men at the front desk. Both seem to be new to the job. As we walked by, I overheard one of them.

"Hey isn't that Kimora Diamond?" 

"Like the model, Kimora Diamond?"

"Yeah. That's her."

"Diamond come look at this."

I wasn't paying attention and bumped right into Detective Oh's back. When I pulled away, I saw the investigation board. There was very little information on it, even after posting the bloody letter and pictures from the crime scene this afternoon.

"Why can't I connect anything? It's like these killings are at random. Random times, random victims, and random techniques. Look at this."

He pulls out a piece of paper from a file.

"The first victim, Mary Madison, 26, had her wrists slit and was found in a river just outside of her home in the middle of the night. Stage set to seem like it was suicide until forensics found blunt force to the back of her neck and a needle mark on her right thigh. The second victim, a young Japanese girl, 20, murdered the middle of broad daylight with multiple stab wounds to her abdomen. I can't see a connection."

I looked at him as he ran his hand down his face, then back to the board. I glanced back at the note with the picture. The girl seems to be in high school, but there were no leads on a missing girl yet. They all look different so there's not a type of girl. He seems to be killing at random.

"Maybe there aren't any connections. Maybe he thinks this is all a game and that making us believe there's a connection and trying to figure it out. He already had the next victim planned out. He's a sick bastard that is killing for sport."

I was so angry at the thought. I can't seem to find the one piece that could help us.

"What about zooming in on the picture. Maybe we can identify the girl."

"Good idea."

Jay grabs the picture and a magnifying glass from his desk.

"Guessing the killer knew we'd do that. The name is ripped off...but the school is there."

He twisted over to his computer and typed in the name.

"Let's go, Diamond."

We ran out of the room and headed to the car. Once there we went straight to the front office and Jay asked for the attendance sheet.

"Good afternoon. I'm Detective Oh from Seoul PD and this is Detective Diamond. Today were there any young girls, between ages 14-18, absent?"

The desk receptionist answered.

"Yes, about 10 girls meet that requirements. Is there's something wrong?"

I grabbed Jay's hand before he could speak.

"No. We just have some questions for one of them and need names and photos to match. Do you have a Year Book or photo attendance sheet?"

She turns away and grabs a book then prints out the absent girl's names. Once she handed them to us, we nodded and walked away. At this time, I didn't realize I was still holding Jay's hand.

"You still going to hold my hand? I think we need drinks first before you drag me home."

I quickly let go of his hand as I felt some heat rise to my cheeks.

"Ugh, don't get so full of yourself."

I tried to look away but he was quick to hold my chin and stare into my eyes.

"Cute."

Then grabbed the files from my hand and walked away, leaving me frozen in my spot.

"Yay!!"

And I ran after him. We found ourselves sitting and a table looking at the photos. Trying to match the girl in the photo, to the ones of the girls who are absent today.

"Found her. Lee Min-ah."

She was the girl in the photo and her address was there as well.

*Sometime later

We were parked outside of the Lee's home.

"Let's go."

Both of us got out of the car and walked to the front door to knock. An older woman answered.

"Yes."

"Hello, Mrs. Lee. We're with Seoul PD. I'm Detective Diamond and this is Detective Oh. We have some questions about the whereabouts of your daughter, Min-ah."

"Oh, shouldn't she be in school right now? She told me that she was going to spend the night at her friend's house for the next couple of days. Why? Is there something wrong?"

"Ma'am, we think your daughter is involved in the mass killings of young girls. Yesterday afternoon, a note was found with a picture of her in it. We believe she's still alive but..." I quickly cut Jay off.

"Any information will be great. Was she acting differently in the past couple of days?"

"No, I don't believe so. She would come home after her job and would stay up late doing her homework. Oh, please don't tell me my baby is dead."

I put my hand on hers.

"We will try our best to bring her back. Where does she work?"

"At a small cafe called Seoul Cup."

Seoul Cup isn't that across from... I looked over at Jay.

"The Cafe across from the station. Thank you, ma'am. We will contact you if anything changes. Please rest assured we will try to bring her home."

And with that, we left.