Bleeding Flower

A white rose lay on the floor dripping with blood. A small, shiny blade lay beside it.A beautiful object in such a terrible and painful condition.The blood stain on it did not hide it's immaculate and beautiful nature.She puffed smoke in the air and took a sip of the liquor beside her, as she glared at the bleeding rose with sad and anguish filled eyes, it told a lot about her and her agony.She was as beautiful as the rose in front of her.She took out an envelope containing different photos of different people in it, she stared at the image with a mixture of rage and disgust.“Revenge!!!“ She yelled as she fell to the ground crying”“I'll neither sleep nor rest until you all are dead!!”

A lady dressed in all black was seen walking out of a hotel room, she wore a beach hat which prevented the receptionist from seeing her face clearly as she passed out of the reception room, she seemed uneasy as she walked by with the beach hat covering her half her face, she got into a black car and zoomed off.A few minutes later, a scream was heard alerting the hotel's security team as they rushed into the hotel room.A man in his late fifties was seen lying lifeless on the bed in a pool of blood, an unfamiliar drug was lying around on the floor, on the side was a knife with its cutting edges drenched in blood and stab wounds could be found around the body of the man.He wore a white vest which already turned red as a result of the bleeding, short male underwear was around his waist, his eyes were cold and wide open showing he died an extremely painful death, a white rose with blood stains on it was placed on his chest.The man was identified as George Aaron, he was a wealthy busine

Detective Jones and Maria arrived at the garden owned by one of the most popular florists in the city,they stepped out of the car as they headed to the door. A woman who was probably in her late fifties walked out."how may I help you, she asked"“Good morning ma'am, we're from the city's police department and we want to ask you a few questions” detective Jones replied"Did I do anything wrong" the woman asked in a confused tone.“No ma'am you've done nothing wrong. I'm looking for a particular type of rose, the white rose specifically. Do you have them in your collection.” Jones asked looking serious.The woman noticed the sudden change in his countenance while he asked this question. As she delayed a bit before finally giving her response."Yes detective, I had only two plants and I sold them two weeks ago"“May I ask who you sold them to” Detective Jones replied.“It was a young woman in her twenties, she looked rich and was extremely beautiful, she really looked like my late daug

It had been three days since Christopher was abducted, there was no news of his abduction or call for a ransom demand. It was obvious that whoever kidnapped Mr Christopher was not after money but probably held a grudge against him.His family made public announcements that whoever could find him or provide useful information on his location would be rewarded handsomely. Flyers were made indicating that billionaire Christopher Penworth was missing.Social media aided the spreading of rumors about missing Christopher. Some said he was dead, some said the mysterious woman was a ghost who was killed by a Lebans group of companies while others insulted the police for being unreliable and incompetent, they claimed they lived in a society where the police couldn't protect them.Detective Jones and Maria were often stalked by curious press officials who wanted detailed information to publish.“Detective Jones, who do you think is responsible for the abduction of Mr. Christopher” A press memb