HEY GUYS THIS IS MY NEW BOOK!!! Based off an edit of @mattiafilm on Instagram, (cold case part two) I was sooooooo inspired by it I had to make a book of it.
I SAW HER EDIT AND PUT THE IDEAS INTO MY OWN
Anyway I hope you guys enjoy it, also I'm inlove with mattia ughhhh his so wow.
ENJOY THIS STORY I PROMISE YOU WONT REGRET IT!
Ly GUYS! 🖤
(ALSO THE SONG OH MY BY CAMILA WILL BE LYRICS THROUGH OUT THE CHAPTERS)
ENJOY!!!!
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Nalia Devora Is her name, Shes a detective.
She has honey brown eyes, lashes curled, shaped thick brows, plump lips, cheek bones. She has tan skin tone, and almost black hair.
She is 5'5, and is 17.
(MATTIA IS 18 IN THE BOOK)
Great just great. This new case that has been given to me has been going on for months.
It's bad on the same guy, taking innocent lives for months straight. This case has been handed over to me due to no one else in the building knowing how to complete it.
Case 427
My mission was to find suspect of the teenage murders before the case goes cold, reread over evidence from previous detective, bring home the killer.
This was my new responsibility, and I needed this case to be closed.
I take the files from the printer and flick through them seeing my suspect I had to look over and research about.
I go to my office and sit taking out the papers from the files and scanning them. Catching every written detail.
The guys name was "Mattia Polibio", "teenage suspect with the death of 29 innocent lives" I widen my eyes. A teenager taking all these lives?.
Not any doubt that I was a teenager, 17. I was brought into all these detective work straight after school I was so interested in it.
I opened up my laptop and immediately started my research.
"Mattia polibio" I said to keep that name on mind so I could find his name, to my surprise he was the only guy that appeared.
That meant Mattia polibio the one and only.
Nationality: Italian, height: 6'4, skin tone tan, brown eyes. That's all there was along with his crimes.
"Recent victim had just died the name Alejandro, ruled suicide" I squinted my eyes.
It wasn't suicide it was murder. Suicide was to cover it up.
"Alejandro Zario aged 16, real cause of death was poison was in victims drink and digested instantly. He died at 11:23pm" this case needed to be dealt with in person.
I looked back at the picture Mattia Polibio, his face didn't show properly due to the shadows in his surrounding.
I looked over Mattia Polibio's personal life and there was nothing, not a single aspect.
All it says is his location.
Current location: New Jersey, West Ave 7920.
His phone number was written down,so I immediately dialled it.
"Hello?" A deep voice rings through the phone.
That was quick.
"Mattia Polibio? This is detective Devora on the New Jersey boys case, wondering if I could ask you a few questions?" I say through the phone with a confident voice.
I hear a chuckle and furrow my brows.
"Of course . Midnight only" he said and I was confused. Why midnight?.
"When will I be able to meet you?"
"Anytime I'm available, I assume you've already gotten my location" he says and hangs up.
Rude. But I didn't think much of it, at least he is available anytime to talk.
I've been living in New York for a while now, and New Jersey is where my parents lived, I grew up here with my aunt because my mother is taking care of my father who almost lost his life from falling off a building, and now he can't walk at all, ever since I was a child.
My friends were taken away from me when I was young, some moved away, and a few of them were kidnapped, because their were some family issues between their parents.
I got up and packed my files, this case soon will be done and dusted. I went to my apartment and started packing my bags. Because tonight I will fly to New Jersey to meet the suspect and my parents.
I texted my mom and told her that I was meeting him and she texted me.
Mom: I really don't trust that boy be careful.
Me: mama, I'll be okay <3
Mom: just promise me you will?
Me: yes I promise
Mom: and bring their families justice, poor mothers
(🎶my mama doesn't trust him my oh my🎶)
Once I was in New Jersey I found myself a hotel and, dressed into my formal clothing, a pencil skirt it hugged around my curves perfectly and a black blazer to go with it.
I drove to the location and wow it was a huge mansion, am I at the right place?
I parked my car out the gates even though they were already open.
I made my way up to the door and knocked.
No answer.
It seemed almost midnight, it was 11:51.
I remembered he said midnight only so I sat down for 9 more minutes until it hit midnight and knocked on the door.
Then the door opened...
