THE SOUND OF DEATH

Chapter 1

It was a rather quiet day in the precinct, Detective Knight hadn't had a case for days. Which was good considering he works at the homicide department, but now he was growing rather bored. He sat on his desk waiting for a new case to be assigned or at least someone to entertain his boredom. The last case for him was closed for a few days. The others were on a different case so he just sat on his desk playing a game on his phone.

A woman around the age of twenty-five entered the department and asked to report a missing person at the front desk. She immediately got Detective Knight's attention. She didn't seem to care about the person she was about to file as missing. Her face was completely emotionless unlike the face of someone who was someone close to them missing. The lady forwarded her to the responsible department, but the detective found interest in her case and followed her as she filled the report.

"How long has she been missing?" The detective asked surprising the woman who slightly jumped.

"I haven't heard of her for two days. I called her work; she hasn't been in since the weekend. She never misses work. She can't afford to" The woman explained, Detective Knight nodded.

"And why did you wait for that long to file a report?" He questioned.

"I wasn't sure if she was missing. She might have gone out of the city for the weekend" the woman replied.

"Can I have your name?" he asked her.

"Mary Robinson" she replied and exited the precinct not wanting to converse anymore with the overly curious detective.

Detective Knight took up the case of the missing woman and along with two police officers visited the girl's house. The apartment's door was slightly open. Detective Knight pushed the door open and entered, drawing his gun at the process. The whole place was a mess. Everything was broken on the floor.

He walked into the room, gun first. Drops of blood were on the marble floor in the main room and on the corridor carpet. They followed the blood to a room at the end of the corridor, several bloody handprints were on the wall and as the detective opened the door the source of the blood was revealed to them.

The girl that the woman had filled as missing this morning was lying on the floor with blood soaked through her shirt from a wound on her shoulder. Her skin was pale and her lips had a faint purple color. The police officer checked for her pulse and declared her dead as the detective called it in at the station.

He examined the scene as more police officers arrived after a few mnutes. He looked at the room grey walls  many shelves that used to have the books that were now on the floor and a desk that had some books on it as well as her laptop. Detective Knight felt sorry. The girl seemed brilliant. So many books. So many notes. The house was small but every wall had shelves that used to be overflowing with books and notebooks in every room, all of which were now on the floor scattered around.

"Robbery gone wrong?" A police officer asked him.

"Seems like it but something doesn't click. No sign of forced entry and the lock wasn't picked, yet someone got out of thei way to make it seem like it. Her laptop is still here though." he replied as he moved closer to check the body. He crouched down near the body to look at her wrists that had distinctive marks that made him assume she had been tied up recently. He was on his knees next to her when he noticed the smallest movement on her chest. He moved quickly and placed a hand on her neck she had the faintest pulse barely detectable, but she still had a pulse and was still bleeding out.

"Call an ambulance!" He yelled before grabing the nearest  piece of fabric he could reach and pressed it against the wound to minimize the bleeding.