Chapter 10: The Search is On
"Go away Drew! Stay away from her!" John said as he glared back to Andrew.
"And get away from my sight! My world has become so miserable enough without your horrible face in it, thank you!" Stacy added and walked away from Andrew with John following her from behind.
"This ain't over yet, Stacy!" Andrew Martin yelled at their retreating back.
John and Stacy were already in the elevator when Stacy spoke again. She took John's hand into hers.
"John?" she said in a soft voice.
"Huh? Stace?" John asked when he felt Stacy's hand.
"Thanks." She said slowly and smiled gratefully.
"Oh, that was nothing." John smiled back at her.
"So why did you come up here by the way? It was real good timing." Stacy told him as she looked at the numbers on the elevator.
"Well, I felt something inside when you didn't arrived in time. I have always known you to be so prompt. You were never late even in a minute. So I came to check up on you." John replied.
"Oh!" Stacy muttered slowly.
"Mind you, I got worried when I heard your voice screaming as I got out of this bloody elevator." John added.
"Andrew's really a jerk. He just came to taunt me about what happened to… what happened to Randy." She had a difficult time to say Randy's name.
"He's just a no good jerk." John just said.
"All jerks are no good. Just like that jerk who killed Randy." Stacy said and let out a small smile despite the tightening feeling in her chest.
"Let's eat our breakfasts?" John changed the topic immediately just in time they got out of the elevator.
"Yeah." Stacy replied and they headed to the food court. Their breakfast was quiet and tensed. Both of them were a bit nervous of hat they are going to do later.
After eating their breakfast, they proceeded to the specific place they need to go. The place where Randy and Dawn died. John parked the car on the side of the street. The place was deserted except for a small hut just a stone throw away from the spot and another small house just ten meters away from the first hut.
Stacy started to look around for something. She doesn't know what, but something's telling her that the killer left something. Women intuition perhaps? She looked in the bushes.
"This is going to be hard Stace. a week had past after the incident." John commented as he himself looked around for clues to show who the killer was.
"I don't care how difficult this is going to be, I just want to solve this case." Stacy said. After about half an hour, something caught Stacy's attention.
"John! Come here!" Stacy called her companion. John hurriedly went over to her side.
"What is it Stace? Have you found something?" John asked her anxiously.
"I think so. Here, look at this." Stacy motioned for John to come nearer and look at what she had just seen. It was a piece of jewelry.
"Why? It's just a piece of jewelry?" John asked again, raising an eyebrow.
"A necklace… This necklace is really familiar." Stacy declared, thinking of that particular person.
"Familiar? Who?" John inquired as he took the necklace from the ground with his gloved hands.
"I can't be that sure though, it might be his. It might belong to someone else." Stacy replied thinking deeply as she took the necklace from John's hands. It's looks the same she had in mind.
"Randy's? John tried to suggest some names.
"No, not Randy." Stacy answered, she was about to say something when,
"Oy! You there!" a voice of man came from behind.
