VAGUE

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 1

The Town of Realm was coming alive after the incident happened on Friday night, as I pulled my 1966 Volvo 1800S into a parking spot on Main Street. It was early in the morning but the Pita Club Bomber Shop had been roasting since dawn. I could never pass by without grabbing a bag of three-decker for breakfast and saying hi to Lock. The newspaper boy on the corner near quarters called out to me. He handed me a paper and I gave him a nickel with a dime tip. I went up the stairs to my second-floor sort of office and unlocked the door as the phone started ringing.

"Knight-drain Pendelton Chase, speaking" I answer into the mouthpiece "Did Sheriff found evidence? Come down to my office Mrs. Richardson at noon, so we can talk over the particulars. Yes, good day, Mrs. Richardson"

I undress my hoodie and opened the window to let some air in. October mornings in the town can easily choke a person in these closed up brick buildings after a night of catastrophe. Even the soft relaxing music didn't help. There was definitely something strange in the air around Realm Town. Folks who lived near there, and even those passing through, wandered around like they were in a dream sort of a nightmare. Being able to saw things and heard things. Spent a lot of thinking and talking about curse or somethings that may cause terrible effect on everyone. Wondering why the place where everyone live is inhabited by ghosts, maybe, ghost from the past.

I went back to my desk, put my feet up on it, lit up a Chesterfield and read the newspaper. The incident in the pier brought a serious and dreadful nervousness in each residents. The gossips here and there about the mysterious serial killer was over flowing. As I read articles, it shows some rumors about the murder.

A little after eleven, my girl Angelycko came in.

I scowled over the paper at her," Did you miss me? Well your late sweetheart"

She gave me a look that could kill, wonderful thing with this woman in front of me was she's very tough.

"Sorry I'm late babe, my wheels ran out of gas"

"Nah, it's okay"

She sat on my swivel chair and read the print issues located on the surface near at her. I focus myself back again in reading those cheap type written material realizing that being Chase isn't easy, being Chase work under pressure not being an investigator but a worker who mend and heal wounds and work on a facility. A nineteen-year-old investigator? I chuckled softly as these ideas slept out of myself. Back on thoughts, laid the paper down, put my eye glasses on and threw my hoodie at my shoulder.

"Sweetie, can you hold fort some things here? I am going out for a little walk"

"Sure babe, take care"

As I strolled on the street, I can't help but to think of the possibility that Copper committed suicide. Why did a nineteen-year-old varsity player in Raven High ended his own life? I'm pretty sure that young Richardson's case is either he is murdered or he committed suicide and planned his own death. As the cold breeze of air touches my skin, looking attentively I realized that I am at the site were the corpse was found, the Pier on Lion's Lodge is just few blocks away from the quarters. Looking for every single details and every single object that I might found as an evidence that will give me a hint on what are the true reasons behind his death. A shiny thing got my attention as I took glance at my right direction, walking towards it, Picking the jewelry using tongs and put it on a zip bag. Someone is observing me from behind, I can feel it, I can sense it. Preparing myself to run towards the direction of the sort-of culprit that is looking at me attentively, holding my pocket knife and change my direction to manipulate the situation, going behind its back I know that he is a man not built enough to describe its masculinity but I know he is a man through his shoulder blades, T's and torso. Preparing thyself in sudden battle when my phone rang, I sigh loudly as I glimpse the man running away on his location. "what a wrong timing" I murmured