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Chapter 10

Monday morning. Every week, Amara would visit the Mother of Mercy Psychiatric Ward. She's been doing it for sixteen long years. Yet, she never missed even one Monday. It became a routine in her life that she can never break.One of the orderlies brought her to the garden. There she saw an old woman, rocking back and forth. Her blank stare never faltered, and she quietly murmurs. Amara smiled. Her mother has been in that kind of state for sixteen years. She never recovered.-Flashback-The six-year-old Amara woke up with the sound of breaking glasses and her mother's cries. In her young and innocent mind, her mother deserved to be punished. That's what she always says, if you do something terrible, you will be punished.It's almost sunrise, and her mother was supposed to go to the wet market. They own a small meat stall where they get their everyday expenses. Her mother would spend most of the day there and comes home at night.Sometimes, she would
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Chapter 11

Amara is standing on the balcony of her room, watching the birds, the clouds, and the trees as they dance with the wind. So far, Dylan is contented with the times she's giving him. Those quick pecks on the cheeks, holding hands, and storytelling. Dylan was trying so hard to be a gentleman. But she can see right through him.A knock on the door interrupted Amara's thought. It's Dylan. She's sure of it. It's eight in the morning, so for sure, Dylan already cooked breakfast. Amara continued on acting dumb to make Dylan believe that he got her wrapped in his fingers."Good morning, Amara." Dylan greeted her after she opened the door."Good morning, Dylan." Amara greeted back with the sweetest smile she can muster."Breakfast is ready, my princess.""You're so sweet."Dylan and Amara descended to the dining hall. Amara secretly scoffed when she saw all the food on the table. There's fruits, ham, bacon, fried rice, vegetable salad. He really is pu
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Chapter 12

Marvin Sullivan stands in front of a newly placed gravestone. His eyes are swollen and blood-red. It's been four days, and he still can't put himself back together.A father is the provider of a family. He is the protector of the family. Being a law enforcer gives more emphasis on being a father more than anything else. A father protects, teaches, and nurtures his children. He teaches them to be strong, responsible, and decent. And he keeps his children away from any harm.Marvin feels like there's a butcher knife stuck in his heart. Since that day, he hasn't stopped crying. His left hand is swollen, and he has broken knucklebones after punching a wall numerous times."Marvin, come on. You've been here since last. Your family needs you, man.""How can I even my family? My wife couldn't even look at me. And she has all the right to be angry. It's my fault that my daughter is dead. If I just listened to my wife and found another job, my daughter would still
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Chapter 13

The dead body of Dylan Waltz was found inside his room by the house cleaning crew. There was no sign of foul play, no forced entry, and no witness. The estimated time of death was around the early morning of that same day. The cause of death was ruled as a heart attack.Amara was questioned about her time with Dylan. But because she arrived home three days before Dylan died, she was easily crossed out on the list of suspects. Besides, Amara was a known escort girl even by the law enforcers. They know her style and know that she doesn't stay with a customer for more than three days.The police also interviewed Dylan's doctor and found out that Dylan does have a heart condition. Of course, Amara knew this. That is the reason why it was easy for her to find the perfect poison. She returned to the resthouse a few times to ensure that he would not starve or be dehydrated. Amara ensured that police won't find any signs of foul play.The whole city of Haverville is in
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Chapter 14

Det. Marvin Sullivan went home when the sun goes up. He just meant to change clothes, but his wife was already awake when he arrived. Since Sheila died, they never had the chance to talk. Or maybe it's right to say that she's avoiding him. She couldn't even look at him."Hey, I just went home to take a bath and change clothes. Captain wants progress on the Simmons and Muller's death.""Okay."Marvin bowed his head when his wife didn't even turn around when she answered him. She was cooking their daughter's breakfast when he arrived. Sullivan's heart is breaking into pieces every time he's with his family."Why won't you even look at me?""Nothing. Go ahead and take a bath." His wife said before walking away from him."I didn't want any of this to happen. I love her so much. You don't have any idea how losing her breaks my heart.""You love her? I asked you, no, I begged you to resign. To find a new job. But you took her away from me!
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Chapter 15

Det. Sullivan hasn't slept in two days. He's been working nonstop to catch the serial killer. But still, he got nothing. All they have are witnesses who didn't see the face of the last person the victim was with before he died and the perfume. It was manufactured by only one company.Everybody kept telling him that he needs to take a rest. But Marvin can't because if he rests, all he would do is think about his daughter. Sullivan can't stop working because he could lose his mind."Whoah! Easy there, buddy." Marvin almost fell first on the floor if Fred didn't catch him first."I'm fine, Fred. I'm okay." Marvin tried to stand straight."You're not okay, Det. Sullivan. You haven't slept at all." Nolan, the other police officer, said as he passed them by."He's right, you know. Marvin, you need to sleep.""I can't sleep! That serial killer is still out there! My daughter died because of that serial killer! I cannot sleep!"Everybody stop
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Chapter 16

Carlos Aguilar, a man known for his prostitution business. A lot of men in Haverville go to him if they want temporary pleasure. No one in Haverville respects him, but many fear him because he's always surrounded by armed men.Many people see him as a parasite, especially women. They see him as a home-wrecker. A man born to destroy lives and families. It's partially true, though, so many families in Haverville have been destroyed because of his brothel.Yet, the city government can't do anything about him. Because he's the cousin of the mayor. In Haverville, he's practically untouchable. No matter how many times people petition for his brothel to be closed, their pleas were ignored."Carlos! Happy birthday!"It's his 58th birthday, and the celebration was meant to be big. By ten in the evening, the open field that used to be the mansion's garden is already full of people. His visitors came from different cities. Most of them are his customers."Tha
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Chapter 17

Det. Marvin Sullivan kept on working the murder cases of Salazar Simmons and Rodney Muller. He kept coming back to the crime scene, hoping to see something they missed the first few times. But no matter how hard he tried to look, he still came up with nothing. No clue about who the killer is.Marvin is following Bartholomew Carter's video blogs. He kept wondering how Barth is getting that information. Sometimes, he even has details that the police don't have. Like the names of those supposed victims of Simmons and Muller. He kept wondering how he got those names."Marvin, we've been here four times. The hotel management is already complaining. They need to clean this room." Fred tapped Sullivan's shoulder."But we have to make sure that we didn't miss anything. We can't be too complacent." Marvin responded."Complacent? We already combed this room and the other crime scene four times over. How can it still be called complacent?""Just back me up on
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Chapter 18

Carlos' brothel kept operating even with his absence. His men thought that he's still inside his office enjoying. It's just been a day since he locked himself up inside. No one saw the girl leave, so they assumed that she's still inside. Their customers are all satisfied. They keep coming at no particular time of the day. Some would come in the morning, afternoon, in the evening, and even at midnight. That is why his men didn't even think about disturbing him. Plus, no trouble has arisen. "No! Let me go! Get off me!" Carlos' men were disturbed when one of the girls started screaming. She was the newest and the last one to arrive. Also, the youngest among the girls. The girl was only twelve years old. Her birthday is next year. 
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Chapter 19

Bartholomew Carter just finished his latest video blog when he and Neilsen heard a knock on the door. Barth signaled Neil to open the door while he finishes putting everything they used in the corner. When Carter looked around, he saw the woman he talked to at the convention. Sandra Galagher."Sandra, it's so nice to see you again. Come in, have a seat." Bartholomew pointed to the chair in front of his desk."Thank you, Mr. Carter," Sandra responded with a timid smile."Please, call me Barth.""Barth, I'll just stay outside. Call me if you need anything." Neilsen announced."Wait, set up the camera, Neil.""Yup, alright.""We can start now. I also need to see my sister after this." Sandra said all of a sudden."Sure. Neil hit record, please.""You got it. Recording.""Thank you, Neil." Carter smiled at his cameraman and turn to Sandra. "How are you. Sandra?""I've been better. I just wanted to get it all ou
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