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-Chapter Nine-

-Crystal's P.O.V-

I blinked my eyes opened and sighed, a day had passed and I was ready to return to work. I was quick to get ready and just as I got downstairs I met mom standing there looking a little nervous. "Are you sure you want to go back to work so soon? I'm sure your boss would understand if you wanted to take another day off" she said, worried.

"I'm certain" I nodded my head. "Nothing major happened and my headache seems to be clearing up" I said, wrapping my arms around her. She was quick to wrap her arms around me and place a loving kiss to the top of my head.

"If you're so sure, but don't hesitate to call your father or I if you wish to come home early or want someone to come pick you up after work" she said as I nodded my head. After giving a quick peck to her cheek and a wave goodbye I was off. As I walked down the sidewalk, my body became more tense the closer I got to that area, the one I was attacked in. Though all that tension seemed to leave my body as I came to a halt to stare at the police cars and police tape that was used to block the entrance of the alleyway.

"Excuse me" I mumbled, wandering over towards two police officers that were quietly speaking to one another.

"Hm? Yes?" the younger of the two hummed as he turned his attention towards me while the other one seemed to wander off somewhere else, probably to speak with the other officers.

"What happened?" I felt curious as to why there were so many cops gathered around this one area. From the corner of my eye I tried to peer down the alleyway, but there were too many cops blocking me from seeing whatever it was they were surrounding. All I could see were the flashes of a camera and blood splatters. Had there been an accident or was it a...murder?

"There seemed to have been a murder, the body was discovered earlier this morning by a young woman walking her dog" the officer explained.

"Was this just recent?" I probed.

"No, signs show that the body has been deceased for a day or two."

"What was the victim's name?"

"Robinson Farewell, do you know him?"

"No" I shook my head, the young officer nodded his head as his eyes wandered elsewhere. He seemed to tense up before quickly coughing into a balled-up fist.

"I'm sorry ma'am but I can't tell you any more than that, seems I've revealed too much than I needed to" he said, mumbling the last part. "You should be on your way, have a good day."

"Alright, you too" I muttered as I walked pass the man. Continuing my way to work. 'Could it have been...' I released a loud sigh as my mind started wandering back to two nights ago.

-Later-

I played with a loose strand of thread on the bottom of my work shirt while leaning against the front counter. Ignoring whatever conversation going on between the two coworkers beside me. "Hey, how are you feeling?" I was jolted out of my mind as I heard Jacob's voice from beside me. Turning my head towards him and Amy, I saw the worried looks they were giving me.

"I'm fine, I guess" I muttered, shrugging my shoulders as I looked back down.

"You guess?" Amy questioned, raising an eyebrow. "Come on, tell us what's wrong."

"Did...did you guys know that a dead body had been discovered this morning?" I hesitantly asked.

"No" they both shook their heads.

"Well, apparently, some man by the name of Robinson Farewell was discovered dead this morning in an alleyway. I don't know the full details, just what I was able to get from some young officer, I assume he was new with how easily he had given out that information" I said. "Said he was found by some woman walking her dog this morning."

"Robinson Farewell, now why does that name sound familiar" Jacob hummed, crossing his arms as he shut his eyes in thought. "Oh! Yeah, now I remember!" he suddenly exclaimed as he snapped his fingers.

"Remember what?" I questioned.

"Mr. Farewell was the drunkard that lived in the apartment right across from mine. He would always be out drinking 'til the early hours of the morning, sometimes he'd even bring a woman back with him" Jacob explained. "I didn't think much about it at first, but now that I do, I did find it kind of strange how quiet he had recently been. Guess I know why now."

"Perhaps he messed with the wrong person why he was out drinking if he was discovered this morning dead" Amy said, lightly messing with one of the pages of her magazine.

"So, you say he lived right across from you?" I asked.

"Yeah, he always brought the loudest women back home with him. Everyone in the apartment complex constantly complained about him, I don't think he was liked that much" Jacob shrugged his shoulders. "I didn't mind him that much, we spoke once or twice. He was always a bit rude and his humor was a bit dry as well...guess people won't be complaining about him anymore now" he joked, before sighing. "I don't know much about him, the only things I know is what I have heard from longtime residents over at the apartments."

"What would they say?"

"Well a lot of them liked to mention his trouble with the police. The first time it had been because of indecent exposure along with urinating out in public, the second time was for drunk driving and almost hitting a biker. But...people like to mention the third time he ran into trouble with the police" Jacob said, looking uncomfortable. "Apparently, he had tried to rape a young woman, though these were only things I had heard perhaps they're true or just people saying things about an older man they detested."

"He...he attempted to rape someone?" I swallowed thickly, so, it seems that man could have been my attacker.

"Disgusting" Amy scoffed as she scrunched up her nose. "He deserved to die" she muttered.

"Yeah, it is disgusting, but don't you think that's a bit harsh? I'm all for punishing rapist, but that doesn't justify the person that kills them. They're no better than the rapist themselves" Jacob scratched the back of his head. "Perhaps something happened in Mr. Farewell's life that caused him to become the way he is."

"Or maybe he was just a horrible person by nature, are you trying to defend him?" Amy frowned.

"What! No, I'm not trying to defend him, I'm just saying" Jacob defended. I blocked the two out as they started to bicker with one another. That man had attacked me two nights ago, and the officer said his body looked as if it had been dead for at least two days. Does that mean my savior was the one to kill him? Were the screams I heard the one of a man being slaughter and not the screams of someone being beaten up?

I heaved a sigh, not really knowing what to think of all this.

A/N: Enjoy

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