Chapter Seven

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As we walked off the plane I was terrified, if this guy was who we thought they were, they were dangerous. On the plane Elise Encinias, she represented Spain, told me about the suspect had no criminal record other than a small speeding ticket... after we left the airport we saw beautiful mountains and fields of bright green grass, it seemed so peaceful. When we finally arrived we knocked on the door, he answered he seemed normal other than the fact that he wouldn't let us in the house. So, we told him what we were there for and that it'd be better to let us in or we'd have to arrest him. He declined and we arrested him but when we entered the house it was... different? There were tons of illegal animal heads, the house was perfectly clean, like I mean not a speck of dust. After going through the house we found female jackets that he claimed were his wife's and teeth that he said he'd never seen before, but the biggest lead we had was the pills in the basement, Wellbutrin, those were used as the murder weapon...

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Back on the plane we started to question him more and asked him for his wife's name, Klare Jaxson, we looked her up and it turned out she didn't exist, at all...



{Sorry it's short i'm working on part eight right now!}

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