CHAPTER 2
Remember that saying, “the deeper you get into something, the way more difficult it is to get the hell out of it.” Well…. It is so true and we had to find that out the wrong way.
We became so drunk in the ambition to solve this mysterious murder that we lost control of ourselves. In case you are just turning open this part of the book, or you are starting from this chapter because the first part of the book is torn (it happens to me a lot) or whatever reason so far so good, let me give you a brief recap.
Last night, a gunshot was heard echoing around the small town of Sapphireview, in the morning, my neighbor was found dead, right now, we are planning on taking a trip to the crime scene to investigate. As crazy as it sounds, it made a lot of sense to my best friends and not me. This is very weird because I am the most sensible one and most of the time, the sensible one is always exempted from everything. That is pretty much what is happening now though.
Despite how I tried to change their minds by putting a million what-ifs and buts into their heads, my best friends remained adamant. The motive was planted deeply into their minds that uprooting it would be catastrophic.
So it was established.
We all ran downstairs to my dad in the sitting room and convinced him to call their parents to let them stay for a sleepover. An hour later, all the parents were called, arrangements were made, conditions were put in place, and curfews were fixed.
We spent the next few hours skimming, plotting, planning, and strategizing. We already knew the inside and outs of the smiths' mansion because it is an alike version of mine. Plans were made for quick entry, quick or emergency departure, and lookouts. Evelyn was made a lookout for the front entrance while Iris was made the lookout for the back entrance. Vivienne and I would go into the building with flashlights and glow lights to inspect the building.
After a quiet dinner, we all bid my father goodnight, and went into my bedroom “to bed”. We lay in the darkness for what seemed like forever for my dad to turn off the lights. Our hearts beating endlessly and loudly that it was the only thing our ears could hear. A picture of the worst sleepover anyone would ever have.
Two hours later, my father finally turned off the lights in the sitting room, and the rest of the house. He came upstairs and knocked on the door of my room to make sure we were all asleep. When we didn’t reply, he left. After two minutes, the outdoor lights were turned on lighting up the night and creating creepy shadows on the ways of my room.
That was when I knew….. It was time!
My heartbeat was in my mouth with fear, as I beckoned my best friends and together, we put on our hoodies and jackets over our PJs and slipped out of my bedroom window, down the apple tree beside it and we were all outside. We took out the flashlights and glow lights from the backpack we took with us. After waiting a few minutes to be sure that we didn’t wake up my dad by accident, we crept through the backyard and jumped over the fence into the smiths’ mansion.
It was Dark. That was the first thing we noticed about the backyard when we jumped in. Unlike the flood of lights that spewed from the patio of my house, it was opposite at the other end. I didn’t want to say this in front of my besties, but to me, it felt like I had entered into the house of the angel of death. As we flashed our lights around the patio, I saw dry leaves which had fallen from the trees on the ground.
“I don’t know about you guys, but this place gives me the creeps.” Vivienne protested with an edge of fear in her voice.
“Same Vivienne, you aren’t the only one at least.” I soothed her by grabbing her hands with my free arm. “But we have already come a long way so it won’t make much sense to turn back.”
“Yeah let’s just do what we need to do and leave… FAST!” Evelyn directed as she dropped the bag and began to get out the masks and hand gloves.
“What exactly are we looking for here?” Iris inquired speaking for the first time throughout our mission which is very unusual.
“Anything implicating. Check the grounds for footprints guys. Except for ours, of course.” I told Evelyn and Iris who nodded in agreement. Turning to Vivienne, I added, “While as agreed, Vivienne and I would break into the house, and check for documents, concerning Mr. Smiths’ business.”
“Checking for the fingerprints obviously wouldn’t take much time since we know that the only place we have walked on is the patio,” Iris added.
“Actually no!” Evelyn corrected as she gestured towards Vivienne and me “Remember that both of them are going towards the front entrance to get into the house and I am a lookout for the front entrance.”
“Ok guys, we meet at this same spot in ten minutes,” I said as we put on our masks and gloves. “If we aren’t back till then, wait for a few minutes DO NOT go looking for us.”
“Good luck!” I whisper-shouted to them as Vivienne, Evelyn and I ran towards the front entrance with or flashlights leaving Iris who already went to work looking for footprints.
We ran crouching very low and ducking under police tapes. The sounds of the dried leaves crunching under our feet as we ran combined with that of the wind broke the dead silence around the house. When we arrived at the front entrance of the house, Evelyn tossed the equipment bag to me and I dug through it till I found what I was looking for.
Hairpins.
I took them out and fixed them into the keyhole of the door and jingled them there. To be very honest, I had very little idea of what I was doing but surprisingly, it worked. I stood back in awe as I watched the door creak open making a creepy and bizarre creaking sound. It reminded me of the horror movies I have watched and I trembled to my spine with fear.
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