I drove for five hours before I found her house, Grace Peters. Apparently Grace doesn't like talking about the incident so right now I'm praying to every god. I walk up to the sidewalk to the brown house with the overgrown bushes. The curtains were tightly drawn and cameras were everywhere. I knock four times on the door. She unlocked it and opened it slightly.
"Who are you? What do you want?"
"My name is Elizabeth, I'm here because my girlfriend was murdered and I'm trying to find the killer."
Grace doesn't say anything, she just attempts to close the door. I grab the handle and hold it, opening it slightly, "Please, so no-one needs to got through this again!"
She nods and opens the door. I walk in and look around the dark room. If Claire were here she would fling hte curtains open to let the light in. She would start humming to help the lift the depressing feeling in the room. I hear a click. Grace had locked the door.
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Home Sweet Home
Mystery / ThrillerElizabeth is faced with the tragic death of her girlfriend. Beth is trying to find Claire's killer, but will she ever do it. Or will she struggle to complete the task
