The Past Returns
Chapter 2: Crime Scene
This is another short chapter. The next one is longer… I think.
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Greg, Nick, and Kayla arrived shortly after they were assigned the assignment. Kayla walked through the door and stared at the site. A middle aged man laid on the floor; the white rug changing to dark red. A bloody knife laid a few inches away.
Kayla walked over to the body. She bent down and noticed a gunshot wound in the man's head, right between the eyes. There was another one in his chest. She put on some gloves and pulled out tweezers from her kit. She picked up the casing that was a little bit away from the body.
"Why would you shoot someone after you stab them?" she thought out loud.
"Maybe he wasn't dying fast enough." Nick suggested.
Greg was snapping pictures of the body, the knife, and other things. He noticed a blood trail that lead to the bathroom.
"Guys. Look." Greg waved Nick and Kayla over to him.
The three of them followed the trail into the bathroom. In the tub laid a woman, her neck cut opened; a small puncture wound in her arm. Blood covered three out of four walls. Some words were written in blood on the other wall.
"Nice." Kayla mumbled and walked over to the wall with the writing.
"What's it say?" Greg asked as he snapped a picture of it.
"It's French. Liberty and Equality." Kayla translated.
"How do you know that?" Nick raised a brow.
"I'm part French." Kayla smiled, "My mother used to tell me that everyday."
Since no one was talking, Kayla left the bathroom and went back to the first body.
"There is definitely something strangely familiar about her." Nick said.
"I know. I just don't know what." Greg said.
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I told you it was short. The next chapter will be up soon.