"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!"Another sharp-pitched scream from a female history teacher called Miss Wayne shattered the serene but fairly lively atmosphere of the school. The tense scene from earlier brought by Agatha and Aeron's confrontation had already vanished, but it came back again due to this scream of fright.People hurried to Miss Wayne's side and there they found out that one of the teacher, actually the faculty's muse named Anne Soiree, was lying half-naked on the floor of the female staff's restroom. Her face was covered by her disheveled hair, and her upper uniform was also very wrinkled and unkempt, her breasts even exposed. On the lower part, traces of a man's cum was evident. The teacher was already dead, and everybody who managed to glimpse at the crime scene now knew that she was raped before strangled to death."You said Teacher Anna is found dead at the restroom?" Agatha's disbelieving voice echoed in the canteen."Yeah. Teacher Anne is really pitiful. The p
"I think you are not in the mood, so I suggest you take a break from going to your cafe. You can take a day off."Agatha wrinkled her brows."I don't think that's good. You gave me the cafe. I don't know how to run it but I want to learn how. Being on site helps.""It will run even without you being there. You can first start reading books and learn theoretical knowledge about managing while at home. It's just today."Agatha no longer argued and thought that she was not really feeling well today to watch people at the cafe. She ended the call and let the phone sit on her lap. '... I don't want to talk to you.' 'About what?' She frowned.'I think I know the reason. E+ is not a high level for a skill. Though I have an easier time pulling off an act, it's still nowhere as smooth as a novic
Agatha's face flushed again in embarrassment.'Like when he was high in aphrodisiac?' Agatha furiously shook her head. She was not craving for it that much to drug the other party. '...Do we always have to think of doing that?'
The girl found herself having a mixed feelings after she pushed the drawers back to its places. As she changed from uniform to a comfortable shirt and short shorts, her mind was lost in her flashbacks.She realized it all started when she and the original owner of her current body was both abandoned and left with no choice but to live a life of despair.She was betrayed by her lover and her very best friend while the latter was abandoned by her own father.It was then that she was made into a host.Then into a man's personal hostess.And here she was... in an unbelievable situation right now.Was she a modern Cinderella now?She couldn't tell and it was funny how she used to dream and believe that her life will be happily ever after, after marrying Jerome.She found it ironic that she somewhat got what her hopeless romantic heart used to wished for, but with a twist and a different man she had never known before.A few minutes passed and Agatha was still alone. She brought her old mo
Agatha fell silent for a while as she secretly vowed to herself that she would do her best to go against that before she asked,''...And Christine? I don't get why she's not chosen by you...'' She chose to remain silent because none of its words was wrong. It was already
Alina City Police - West Alina Branch was greatly dumbfounded by a case they got just yesterday noon. The headquarter now was full of people debating and putting up conspiracy theories and hypotheses after receiving the result of the autopsy. The results left them all dumbfounded and disbelieving. A few detectives were even forced to not go home as they worked on it and dealt with the analysis, investigation, interrogation of witnesses and listing out of possible suspects.It was about a rape plus murder case of a female teacher from one of the known second-rate private schools in the city. In a society where much more gruesome murders happen left and right, the case should have been another hateful but typical one. The officers would normally take the details, carefully comb out all possible clues leading to the identity of the malefic murderer, and then pacify the mourning family members with their swift enactment of justice.Unfortunately this time, a few links in the steps were mi
"Your sister, Miss Misty helped out yesterday and she was the one who pointed that out. The student is known for his playboy tendencies, but nobody expected him to go that far as to actually assault a teacher. Still, since Miss Misty suggested, we looked him up, and all traces of his whereabouts could not be found..""DNA samples?""We managed to acquire one when his classmates pointed out to his school bag that has been suspiciously left in the classroom. There's a strand of hair on it, also some saliva on the cap of the pen. It's unbelievable. But all evidence clearly points to him as the prime suspect, if not the only one, for the rape but once again, not for the murder. There's no evidence for the murder whatsoever even after doing our best to find one!"At his colleague's outburst, he could only say."...Logically, it's not really tricky. It's just because the chief instructed us to not assume it's a work of a single person that we're going nuts here."Baron pinched his brows in
"Misty you're going far from the topic." Baron chastised his sister, after hearing her answer. Misty clearly felt her brother's freezing gaze, one which was very impatient, so she shrugged, then started a full account of what she found out. "Someone saw Aeron Holmes running towards the main building around 12:07. Please note the main building is only a two-minute walk from the Female Staff's Restroom. Around 12:15 Mrs. Anne entered the restroom as said by Mrs. Santiago whose table is just next to Mrs. Anne Soiree. Mrs. Big, another teacher, repeatedly tried to go to the restroom due to a very obvious reason but was not able to. The place was closed, outside there was a sign saying the room was occupied. It was a single toilet room so she had no choice but check from time to time and wait for the person inside to come out." "We already had that recorded from Mrs. Big. She also testified that there was no sound from within when she knocked. What else?" Job frowned because Misty's h