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Anna's Closet

By BluRoSeS

Chapter 11: Searching

We spent hours searching like we were forensic investigators. I wondered into Anna's bedroom. It was perpetually invaded by police tape, which had 'crime scene' consecutively printed on it.

I reminisced the last few minutes of the telephone conversation I had with Anna, before she was killed. The room was in a state. I moved over to the closet. I remembered Anna said she was hiding in the closet.

When Hao came the second time, he checked the closet in Anna's parents' room and left. He didn't go into Anna's room.

I opened the closet and saw the residual of her blood spattered over the inside of it. I dried my eyes, while I shook my head in despair.

Why would anybody want to harm Anna She wasn't mutinous nor was she intrusive? She was just Anna, was just pure and beautiful Anna.

The others met me upstairs. They had found nothing substantial and were about to sum up the mission as unsuccessful. Then a lucky break came for us. Hao noticed a folded piece of paper in the corner of the closet. It was covered in blood and could have been easily missed.

I guess the prospect of our dilemma incited Hao to notice what the police failed to find. It seemed to camouflage with the blood and almost impossible to notice.

The paper was stained with harden blood, which we presumed to be Anna's. Hao knew any piece of evidence had to be examined thoroughly by experts and the proximity of the find acknowledged by those other than the accused. Hao anticipated such outcome and had brought his camera with him.

He asked Mr. Kyoyama to take the photographs from different angles.

Then, just as my father was about to pick up the paper, Mr. Kyoyama stopped him and said, " It looks quite odious and obvious that the blood is that of my daughter's. It would be in our best interest that we have the police and an independent person present to witness this find and the contents of the note at this scene" My father concurred.

We called our hired private detective and Mr. Kyoyama called the police detectives. We waited patiently as the police took their own photographs. Then, they had removed the piece of paper from the corner of the closet.

Where the paper lay, a patch of the actual colour of the closet was left. It was evident that the piece of paper found at the crime scene had not been tampered with.

The police took the new evidence and we had to start the longest tantalizing wait we had ever contemplated.

The wait was agonizing. It took four weeks before we heard anything.

By this time, Mr. and Mrs Kyoyama had become affectionate with us. They were at our house everyday and spent some nights too.

My parents even shared a joke or two with them. It was like we were under a siege and awaiting redemption.

Mr. and Mrs Rose had come a long way. First, believing Hao and I were the culprits, then assisting us in the search for evidence that could exonerate us and now they were anxiously awaiting the result of the new evidence discovered from the crime scene. THIS IS TOTAL MADNESS!

A/n: Sorry yet another short chapter promise the next one will be longer :D kk. R+R please. Lol