Chapter 9

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The phone was a dead end, even after sending the mobile over to forensics we came out empty handed. Unfortunately, most of the footage from the CCTVs was lost due to the crazy storm last week, so that was out of the question.

Back at the office, Julio looked at me, "Clarke, you think the girl's still alive"?

"I can't say anything for certain, Julio. We don't have sufficient evidence leading us in either direction", I answered him matter-of-factly.

"I'm not asking you about facts or evidence. I am asking what you think, what you feel. What's your gut telling you"

"You know in the land of law what you feel means nothing . It's what you see, the evidence that's laid out in front of you"

"Clarke, come on. A great detective like you obviously knows the importance of intuition. Sometimes it's your intuition that will guide you to the right places and there's logical reasoning behind"

I stayed quiet. He was right, that gut feeling you have deep down inside of you is your body's way of telling you you're right before you actually find out your right. So, why was I pushing away that visceral feeling intuition? Maybe I was afraid of what it was trying to tell me. Maybe I was hoping that what it was telling me wasn't true.

Regardless we needed a new plan of action, I guess it was time to rely on the intuition Julio was talking about.

"Okay, so if we were to say Sajal was the one to kill Hany, why would she have done it? What could have possibly led a decent woman with no criminal background to murder her husband?"

"By the looks of it, the murder doesn't seem to be premediatated. The killing was too messy. But the Zee girl doesn't seem to be exactly clear, she must have been involved in some way. I mean she was in the apartment at the time of the murder, so she has to have been"

"You're right, but instead of focusing on the how, let's try to fast-forward a bit. You just committed murder, now you have to run. Where would you go?"

"Well, if it was a spur-of-the-moment kind of thing I really wouldn't know what to do, maybe confide in someone you can trust."

I laughed at Julio's innocent remark, "I don't think anyone would be willing to take in a murderer"

"You'd be surprised by the power of motherly love and I definitely would want to go to a place where I felt comforted to regain some stability after doing something so crazy and erratic"

"How sweet", I said sarcastically, "The only problem is, the girls really don't have any other family. They only had each other"

"Who did they live with when they were younger?"

"Their uncle"

"Since she had no other family, maybe the only place she could run is the only other place she knew. I think it's about time we pay Uncle a visit"

Julio was right, if Sajal had to run she would go to a place that was familiar to her and the only place we had was her uncle's house.

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