Sacred Love. (Wyatt X Annie FanFiction)

Part 4.

Wyatt POV

After we got back from the crime scene, we decided to take a break. Fortunately, Lance's office is quite large so we all can have a break in his office. Lance after coming back to his office decided to go out again to buy some food for us. We we're quite worried because he looked very exhausted but his only reply was :

'I'm not that weak you know? I'll be back in a flash, trust me!' He said that, with absolute confidence and a smile.

After that we decided not to say anything and wait inside his office. Ashton seemed exhausted and resting currently at the sofa. While Jack and I are looking through the amount of evidence we got from before and today. So far, we hit a wall. It's hard to know what they could achieve from murdering Annie's parents and not only that, but to come back to the crime scene as if they forgot or left something behind. Not only that, the worrisome part is that the murderer had stayed inside the premise for sometime before the murder, and after that left before the police arrived. It seemed that this murderer  has some sort of connection with someone from the inside.

'One of the maids? or maybe butlers? maybe...' I thought as i try to piece together the evidence i got. It seems possible that a maid or a butler or someone that is a close relative of the family have a grudge and decided to hire a killer and hid them in the premise until the murder, but it's quite difficult to do so, especially since everyone moved from there and back to their home towns, or staying at a distant family house.

'I need to rest' I thought as my vision becomes hazy, and when i looked to my left and sees Jack already has a tired look plastered on his face. It seems he already reach his limit.

"I think we should stop here for now. If we keep thinking more about this, the more mental exhaustion we get" I suggested to him, and he nodded at me.

"You're right. It's better to do this once we got everyone together" Jack replied, as he breathes a sigh of relief from work.

I decided to take a short nap at the sofa, while Jack brought some bed covers and lay them on the wooden floor of the office.

Before i could put my mind in peace, something pops up and I feel a slight anxiety rosing up to my chest.

"Is Lance not back yet?"

Jack once he realized that, seemed indifferent and replied "I think he's gonna be okay" to me. From that reassurance, I feel a bit better.

I hope so...

I thought as i slowly drifted off to sleep.

However, the next few days will become one that they will never forget.