Chapter Two
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“Oh god…” I gasped, staring at Sally's dead body. It was obvious she had been dead for a few hours, not long ago. Her desk was a mess and a cord was around her neck. Strangulation, it appears. When I got a closer look, I yelped
Her left ear was missing, and her tongue was deformed. When we flipped her over, all we saw was a hole in the middle of her chest, it was huge, you could see the heart.
Well, half of the heart.
Half of the heart was off. As if it never existed, like a clean surgeon's cut.
“Detective Sam, we found a bloody knife!” Some officer yelled, so I walked to them, and asked for it. They gave it to me and I sat at my desk, investigating it.
It appears that this is no ordinary knife, it was a type where you could only find in a surgeon’s room. I gasped and grabbed my notebook. My surgeon friend, a few weeks ago, complained about how all of a sudden, her knife went missing.
And only doctors had access to those rooms. So, however, while doing these killings, they had to have access to the rooms. So, the killer is either a doctor, nurse, or surgeon.
I gotta see Jane.
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I stepped into the hospital and asked for Jane. The lady at the desk stared at me, up and down, as if she was approving if I could see Jane.
“Why do you need to see her?” She asked, getting out of her desk.
“I need to see her to ask some questions of the murders,” I answered.
She smiled and walked towards me. She then took my hand and led me to some hospital room.
“Wait here,” She said, walking out of the room. I went on my phone, looking through at the evidence of all the murders, trying to connect the dots. I heard the door creak open, and Jane walked in, taking off her gloves and throwing them in the garbage.
“What the hell, Sam? What is the reason why you have to see me?” She muttered, sitting in a chair.
I explained on how we have a new lead on the murders and would like if she would give us some pointers.
"Well," Jane sighed, "There is this one guy who you would like to talk to..."
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