Murder In the Hasting House

Billy From Across the Street

Billy More. A 17 year old boy slightly insane, he spends his time reading on cold winter mornings and dresses in Gucci clothing. He smelled like cologne enough to make your mouth water, sweet but masculine. His face had frown and his brown eyes seem melted as I looked deeper in his eyes I could see pain. The gaze lasted long but are eyes slowly partied. His mom Erica More, was a Chanel and pearls kind of girl. Her whole life styled seemed like breakfast at Tiffany's. Her blonde wavey hair was pulled back in a tight bun with a couple strains peaking out.

"Hello, I'm Lizzie" I said quietly.
I shook Billy's hand it was soft warm, the moment I touched him I felt something special. The whole world went away and it was just the two of us. I sat on the couch with him for a while not realizing it but Mary was his Aunt and he was adopted. Mary met him on accident but grew fond of him.

I found this very interesting, my main goal was to find the killer, I couldn't rest easy until then.

After me & Billy talked for a while we left back home. I ran up to my room and noticed something different, the smell of tobacco. The smell made me shiver. I loved my room very much the smell was a lot, I quickly took a magazine and fanned out the smell. I then sprayed perfume as well. Later I checked how I looked and the mirror and left to go dinner with my mom.

I came back, got undressed and put on my favorite pajamas. I glanced at my reflection once more and saw fingerprints which weren't mine. I raced to my Nancy Drew finger print powder and tape. I applied powder then pressed the finger print onto the tape and put it in this pink and blue finger print book. Once again from Nancy Drew.

I wondered why there was finger prints in the first place. I pushed  my mirror to the left side with all my might and it reveled another secret door. It was about the size of a large cabinet.
It had black handles and a gold rim.