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Chapter 11: Alarming News

I woke up at 9:00 in the morning and called Nick and said I'm not going to work today because my injury still being a pain in the ass. I set up my laptop on my couch and turned on the T.V and watched my favorite Netflix show.  I wish I could go to the office today. Working at home is not much my kind of thing. Although I do work from home sometimes. If you're wondering how I became a detective, I would gladly tell the story.  *Jane's Back Story* My full name is Jane Crook Watson but I only use the first and last of my name. And also that's why Maria called me Detective Crook. Anywise since I'm in high school, I am very fond of solving riddles and reading mystery books like Sherlock Holmes, Geronimo Stilton, and many more. Let's say I did a little bit of advanced studying during my high school days which leads me to excel in my college days. To cut t
last updateLast Updated : 2021-09-10
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Chapter 12: A Helping Hand

  A beeping sound woke me up, cold air passes through my nose as I inhale. Carefully, opened up my eyes as the bright white light blinded me when I fully opened them.  "Jane?" A gentle voice called me. It called me for the second time and it caught my attention and I glanced where the voice came from, realizing it was Nick. Sitting beside the hospital bed, he gently touched my hand. "Where are we? What happened? Did you catch the guy?" I looked up at him puzzled. "No, they didn't. I've called back up to search the entire area where we encountered the suspect, We scanned every nooks and cranny of the area still nothing." Nick sighed. Dextrose we're attached to my left hand, and an oxygen mask is on my face. So that's where the cold air came from. Sea
last updateLast Updated : 2021-09-11
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Chapter 13: Maria De Vega's Back Story ( Maria's POV)

Self-reliant, dauntless, and scornful. But this is all just a facade, a mechanism to deal with my unsettling past. I was born and grew up in a high-class family in an urban city, Lived happily until I was about 17 years old, but at that point,  things changed.  I decided to live out from my family. Their glamorous and luxurious lifestyle is not for me. Left without them even knowing and started a new life in this little city, find a job, and rented a small apartment just for me. I don't have friends as much but I do know a lot of people. Ross accepted me to work for his little mechanic shop. The wage wasn't that high but it was enough to fees myself and to pay bills.  And suddenly these shenanigans happened. I was accused of being a murderer for very little evidence. You're probably wondering why I decided to help both
last updateLast Updated : 2021-09-12
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