Deceit

It was a beautiful morning the sunlight was shining bright before the coming winters. The trees have geared up to shed their leaves. Every family had begun planning for the coming Christmas. The children were waiting eagerly for, “soon it will be Christmas day!” As Ali was nervous sitting across the old desk from Detective Del. He could not figure out from where he would go. Detective Del observed him couple of times from the nook of his eyes while he remained engaged with the paperwork on his desk.
“What is it I can do for you?” Del asked while shuffling a pile of papers around.
“I wanted to report a murder, sir.” Ali stuttered.
“How did you recognize about the murder?”
“I have found out the dead body with my own eyes!” replied Ali.
“Oh really? Go ahead and tell your story.” He said with barely a glance up from his papers.
“I am a telemarketer for a life insurance company. My boss Lucia gave me a lead of a client, Mrs. Jackson.” Ali continues. “We talked over the phone and made an appointment for the next day. When I got there, the house looked abandoned.