ParallelMinds

Wrecked.

They were lying lifelessly on the stretchers. I couldn't believe my eyes that I was seeing such a sight. My step parents were dead. I shouldn't have left for my classes, then either this wouldn't have happened or I must have died with them. No matter how much they tortured me, they were my parents, they gave me a second life, they brought me up. No matter how much I hate them or how much I am afraid of them, somewhere, I had an attachment to them. Their death really hit me hard.

Inspector Russell, the man who informed me about the event, advanced towards me. He was tall, fair and handsome, a young and stout blonde guy in police uniform.

"It's a murder" , he said.

"But who? And why?", I asked, still stammering out of the shock.

"No evidence on spot has been found, it's the deed of some bloody professional killer. Do you suspect anyone?" , asked Mr. Russell.

"No, no one or even if any, I cannot think of anything at this moment", I told him.

All the legal procedures were over and I was shifted to Arvin Mansion, one of my step father's luxurious properties in the city. Mr. Russell gave me his phone number and asked me to stay cautious and safe.

All I could think in those days was about the murder. Who did it? Why ?

I had several questions in my mind.

Though I had to ,now live alone in the Arvin Mansion, I didn't face any problem. Perhaps I was relieved of the torture , mom and dad used to do to me. I was satisfied with my lone stay, whenever I faced any sort of problem, I had Mr. Russell. But the questions regarding the murder were eating me from within...