Chapter- 4

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I was now a suspect, I know it sounds stupid for me to be a suspect, I mean I was a victim in all the murders.

Anyway they took me to a room, in the middle there were two computers placed on a fairly large table and about two feet away from me they kept a recording device which was about the size of a mobile phone, I sat on the chair getting ready for their questions.

luckily I was proved innocent but still to me it was all like " meh, I don't care".

They said it was OK to go home and that's what I felt like doing, I wanted to leave this world and live alone in isolation, I don't care about the consequences.

I surveyed the front part of my house I felt calm visiting an area of  murder,  I remembered something which was slowly becoming blurry.

" Son , a smile in a bad situation , makes you look like you have the trump card in all situations."

Funny , You only realize the value of  family when you lose them. A tear drop fell off my cheek an splattered in the ground.

I opened the door, exhaling a sigh.

Everything was not the same as I had remembered. No blood . Did the incident ever happen, I pinched myself as I removed my shoes.

I moved through the hall and opened the curtains to the other hall, I gasped saying

" What are you doing here? " ,

" I was about to ask you the same thing. " Charles replied startled , I noticed he was trying to avoid the question.

I kept silent.

" I was just looking for evidences . " Charles answered

" You know you aren't  very good at lying, I mean the house is sparkling clean, who would find any evidence in here anymore" I answered back.

I didn't ask him anymore questions since he was a cop, I walked back to hall number 1 and took the stairs upstairs to my room. It was completely cleaned too , All the books that were down and literally everything.

" Wow . " I said to myself.

"The smell was too strong , so i decided to clean it up . " I couldn't even notice Charles  follow me .

" Mm.. thanks I guess , anyway i gotta go , see ya later then. " I said slamming the door on his face.



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