The Secret Killer

CHAPTER FOUR

After a few hours of her resting, I decided to head back towards the hospital to see what was up and what she had remembered. I parked in the parking lot, got my ticket, and proceeded into the hospital. I walked up towards her room. I knocked on the door and walked in. I figured she was still resting, but as I took a closer look, I noticed she wasn't breathing, her face looked lifeless. Her mouth was wide open, and her eyes were off and staring at the ceiling. She looked sad. As I said, she looked very lifeless. I called for help, the doctors and nurses then rushed in as they tried to get her to come back to life. As they tried everything, soon enough they called it quiets, and then pronounced her dead for sure. They weren't sure how long she had been dead for. That's when Alec and Jordon had shown up. They looked confused as they stared at her lifeless body as she was getting covered up.

"What happened Drew?" Jordon asked as he looked away to the flooring.

"I just don't know...she was dead when I arrived in the room." I mentioned, "I just don't understand how no one even knew she was murdered, or dead."

"She could have just passed away." Alec mentioned, "But I find that very doubtful."

"I agree, she did not have anything seriously wrong with her at all." I said as I walked towards the doctor.

"Okay Doc, what happened?" I questioned putting my hands on my hips.

"She was fine this morning, so we are leaning towards suffocation."

"Like from a pillow or hands?" Alec questioned.

He nodded his head, "More than likely her pillow. As you noticed as you walked in, her head wasn't on her pillow..."

As I thought, thinking back now I noticed she wasn't on her pillow. Her pillow was on the ground next to her bed.

"No one touch that pillow!" I yelled out as I rushed over to get forensic to come over and grab it up before anyone touched it or damaged it further.

They grabbed it with their gloves and placed it into a bag. They walked away with it and was going to do some testing on it. I examined the room and looked for anything else that might give us a red flag. But I did not find anything and left it to the forensic team to do their business as I waited for more information on the pillow. Suddenly that's when someone had rushed in, nearly running down my police officers at the door.

"Where is my mother!" She yelled loudly.

I walked over to her and gave the okay for them to let her into the room. "Ma'am, who are you?"

"I am her daughter! What happened to her?"

"I know you are here daughter, you just said that you were looking for your mother...I meant, what is your name?" I asked calmly.

She sighed, "My name is Sarah Blore."

"Okay, okay..." I said as I placed my hands on my hips again, sighing.

"What happened to my mother?"

"I am so sorry, but she was murdered...she was suffocated by a pillow and we are trying to find out if there were any fingerprints on the pillow or not, or any DNA for that matter."

"Oh my god," She stated as she started crying. "First my father and now my mother..."

"I am so sorry for this..." I stated, "But I am sorry for asking, but how come you don't have the same last name as your mother and father?"

"Um, well I took my mother's maiden name because my father wasn't my biological father, he just stepped up and became the father I needed." She explained.