Disclaimer: I do not own FFVII.
Sorry this is so short. I'm just sort of getting the idea across. If you guys like it please tell me! I will make next chapters much longer XDD oh and this will by Reno/Yuffie. Enjoy.
Ever since I was a kid I remember loving mystery books. My favorites were always Agatha Christie novels. I used to love how no matter how many times you guess, somehow, the ending was always a surprise! As much as I liked being the bystander, I've never fancied starring in these novels. I could only imagine the fear of living in the same house or riding in the same train with people that have a murderer amongst them. Little did I know that with my father's coming trip I would live through that exact situation. Living in a house with a murderer.
My dad went on business. That was never a big deal. I always remember staying in my house with only my two aunts and the workers in the mansion. My aunts were always away on shopping sprees however, so it really was me and Alfred…the butler. This time, however, something rather interesting and unsettling got my attention. My dad was hiring detectives to stay with us. I had no idea why and I didn't really have enough time to ask before he left.
So I was stuck with Alfred and a house full of bodyguards for a reason that I was going to soon find out and frankly rather not have known.
