The Secret of The Johanssons

Chapter 16 : A New Clue ?

I woke up with a grumbling stomach and realized that i skipped dinner again . When i was ready , i went downstair and was greeted with an empty kitchen . I guess aunt wasn't serious about staying at home . Scanning the drawers in aunts kitchen there was nothing i could eat , unless i wan to chew on empty boxes .

Being hungry is not good for me , i get cranky and annoyed with even a small problem . Opening the refrigerator while praying that there would be at least something i could cook and there is . I grabbed the egg and made an omelet . I grabbed a few grapes and made myself a breakfast . Its not the best obviously but I'm not a chef so I'm proud .

My phone rang and i sighed in frustration , can't a girl at at peace for a while .

" hello? " i said a little irritated

" Scar! Its me Devon " i recognized his voice and relaxed a little bit

" Hi Devon , I'm eating breakfast and its like six in the morning and i want peace "

" and i thought you'll be a bit more excited "

" sorry is just that my aunt is watching me like a hawk . She said she's going to take a day off from work and watch me "

" well thats just plain horrible ,I feel sorry for you . I want to ask you to come over but then i forgot i have a really messy living room " i laughed

" you haven't thrown all those burnt stuff out? "

" i did but its still looks messy "

" well i have to go and eat my delicious breakfast and read that report . You can tell me what you find tomorrow " with that i hung up .

I ate a few spoons of my break fast and was greeted with footsteps in the hallway .

" hey hunny " it was aunt , my heart dropped

" hey aunt " i said trying to be normal

" who called ? " she asked

" oh just James " i lied

" oh that friend of yours from back home? " i was relieved that she bought the lie

I nodded and continued eating . After i finished aunt offered to wash the dishes , i gave her the plate and went up stairs . If I don't have this report to read i might help her , but in this case i have something to do . Don't worry i might help her someday . I opened my bedroom door and see that everything was the same . ' thanks god aunt wasn't in here ' i muttered .

I sat down on my vanity chair and opened the reports . I sucked in a breath when i saw moms dead body in the reports , even though its a picture . I took the photo , flipped it over so i cant see it . Looking at the reports i felt dizzy , there were so many words and complicated sentences that I couldn't understand any of them .

All i know was mom was shot with a thirty - eight caliber in an alley between this donut shop and a toy shop , so not joyous anymore . I flipped the pages and saw that mom had scratch wounds on her neck . Watching those detective shows made me realize that the killer must have some of moms skin under his or her fingernail , but then i sighed because this murder happened five years ago .

I flipped another page and saw that they wrote what was mom wearing . She had her favorite dress on that was light blue and she was wearing the bracelet dad gave her on her birthday . I was so focused on finding a big clue that i did not notice the small one , mom wasn't wearing her necklace . The killer must have taken it . I stood up in excitement but then horror hits me , how am i suppose to find it?

I yelled in frustration and sat back down . Glancing over my shoulder , i saw something i haven't seen before . In the reports it was signed by one detective named Detective Byron . I was head over heels , i wanted to dance and yell with happiness but i regain myself . This could not work but i could atleast try . Then it hits me , this detective was the one who put Devon's dad in prison just to get the job done .

I pushed the thought away and told myself that i could convince this detective that he made a mistake .

Hopefully .