Last we left off with our Vailstone princess in the woods at a camp with a gypsy and the rest of her group. A start to a new day. As Alisha tries to learn more about the silver haired swordsman does she discover something about herself as well?!
Police cars parked outside a fresh crime scene kept civilians at bay to prevent anyone from disturbing evidence. An old rusted car pulled in front of the home police were guarding. The engine sounded awful, it seemed a car part was capable of falling off at any given point. A three-hundred and eighty pound lieutenant detective removed the keys from the ignition and stepped out of his car. The car raised from the ground considerably upon his exit. The aged detective had short curly red hair and brown eyes. The man's face exuded years of hardship and experience. The man pulled out a lighter with a fancy design on the outside, lit his cigarette, and flipped the lighter in the air, catching it with his free hand and placed it back into his pocket before proceeding to view the crime scene.
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As the lieutenant detective approached, an officer walked over to fill him in on all the details.
"Detective."
"Officer."
"Sorry to tear you away from the kingdom crisis, but it appears to be another of those bizarre suicides. Wife comes home sees husband laying on his back, bullet to the chest, exit wound from the back, but the bullet hit the wall on the opposite side of the room. Ballistics has matched the bullet to the victim's gun, but the gunpowder residue is on the victim's hand. No signs of a struggle, but there was clearly another suspect present." the officer informed.
"And why do you think that?"
"Forced entry. Window broken from the outside to unlock the backdoor. And this was personal. Nothing has been reported stolen, just like all the other bizarre suicides."
Lieutenant detective Hobbs looked at the evidence provided, "So, the assailant breaks the back window here. Proceeds to the living room, sits down in this chair here. Waits for this schmuck to get home, but somehow gets the guy to kill his self."
"This one's got us confused. The positioning just doesn't add up. He couldn't have shot himself with this evidence." the officer scratched his temple, "There's not even any sign of tampering. I've never seen anything like this."
The detective squatted down looking at the chair and put on a latex glove, "Here, take this in for testing." he ordered while picking up a long black hair. After he put the hair in a zip bag and handed it over to the officer, he ordered them to dust the chair for finger prints.
"Whoever's causing these string of bizarre suicides, he isn't very smart. Big mistake leaving behind hard evidence like this." the officer assumed.
"If this is the same guy that knocked off all the others then he's too smart to make mistakes like these. He doesn't care if he's caught. It doesn't matter to him if he's sloppy. Makes him more dangerous."
"How can you be sure? Maybe he just finally slipped up."
"The only thing all of these 'suicide' victims have in common is the detective that investigated them at some point in the past." Hobbs pointed out while taking another draw off his cigarette.
