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Bersambung, Awal publikasi Des 06, 2021
Dewasa
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"Dig Deeper!" a voice cried out desperately. The cry rang out, vibrating in the air. It was as if it was a sort of push, an urgency to keep digging. The sound of multiple shovels digging into the ground filled the air, only quickening when the cry was heard.

          Thump. Thump. Thump. A rhythm that may comfort many or startle. Like the sound of a friend hitting your back as you cough up water, or the sound of a hammer hitting wood.

          Thump. Thump. Thump. A sound that was not comforting now. A sound that only instills more fear into the hearts of those making them. The pounding of hearts matched the rhythmic thump of the shovels. Almost in unison, almost in harmony, almost the same.

         Almost.

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Join two detectives as they investigate some pretty shady stuff happening around their town and struggle to balance home and work life at the same time. Will they be able to solve the case or will they end up going under from all the pressure? Read and figure it out!
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Your average detective story- A firm detective and a druggie work together to solve a murder. *** Wait!" I grip his forearm tightly, my fingers digging into his skin, and force him to turn around and face me. I search his eyes for any hint of emotion, but he remains stoic, the only indication of his inner turmoil being the tears that glisten in the corners of his eyes. "I know you didn't commit the murder," I say, my voice low and urgent. "But if we don't find the real killer soon, you'll be sent to prison." The gravity of the situation hangs heavily in the air between us, and I can feel my own anxiety skyrocketing. His response is immediate, his frustration palpable. "If you know I didn't do it, then why the hell aren't you out there looking for the killer?" he snaps, venom dripping from every word. I take a deep breath, trying to steady myself. "I am," I say, my voice barely above a whisper. "I just have this feeling that the killer is hiding somewhere in this part of town. And I need your help to find them." "Ha," he chuckles, his coarse voice sending shivers down my spine. "You want me to help you? Now why the hell would I help your naked mole rat-looking ass?" As he sneers, I can't help but notice how his lips curl up in disgust at the sight of me.