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Another Murder?

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14

"Really? Selia is on the loose and you

spend your morning catching a pet?"

Ambers contradicted, not the biggest fan

of what the wise and agile detective did.

"Sella came back?" Delion slightly yelled.

realizing that such an appearance only

comes with murder. Not exactly liking

how a wild animal has been brought in

the living room, the chief scolds. "No.

but she's on the loose. Why are you

running up and down the mountains

in a time like this? You want your pay

right?" "Yes I want the pay but I also

want Selia to pay for what she did. I

told you, this has become personal

Delion slightly yelled but upon analysing

Ambers words, he realizes what's going

on here and urges, "Come pet the cat,

it doesn't bite." "That's no cat, that's a

"ing mountan lion." Ambers expresses,

taking a few steps back as sweat broke

from her forehead. "Well technically it's

a bobcat. You're scared of them aren't

you?" Such an opportunity to tease has

never blessed Delion before so he has

to use the situation although doesn't

quite know how to properly tease.

"It's a wild animal! Who wouldn't be

scared?" Ambers hollered, her scream

scaring the cat and at the same time they

woke Jingo up who is still a prisoner

here. Surprisingly still holding on to

the tease, the detective utters. "Don't

listen to her Jimmy, she's just scared.

Pissed off beyond the usual, which

really says something because she has

to deal with people all the time plus

held a corpse on her hand before, the

chief gives out an ear piercing loud

whisper. Jimmy? Really? Did you at

least do anything useful this morning?

People were murdered Delion!" "Well

I'm steps ahead, if everything goes

right then Selia will be completely

humiliated. The detective answers

calmly, petting the hobeat in the same

process. What's tad heart warming about

this sight here is that Delion actually

completely tamed this wild animal.

There is no rope around Jimmy's neck

and the feline actually looks... well

purs, happily. It followed Delion for

over 10 kilometers with no meat or

rope aiding the pack like instinct. "And

how will you do that?" Questions the

chief, hoping it has nothing to do with

the bobcat, Cutting directly to the case,

Delion deciphers. "When I worked for

royalty, a magician told me that ghosts

are absolutely terrified of bobcats." "I

heard about that too." Jingo speaks out.

shaking his wrist shackles and trying

to get comfortable. Hating the idea of

having to be near a bobcat all the time.

the chief gives a big sigh. "Oh god, I'm

not surprised if we meet our graves

soon." One of the chief's word struck

strong and the detective isn't focusing on

the offensive part no, he is used to that

considering the line of work. "Graves....

we will leave Jimmy with Jingo here,

you come with me."

"I don't think

anyone here is rich enough to afford a

gravestone." Delion states, pointing at

the only piece of carved stone in the

graveyard. This graveyard was created

about 30 years ago, before that people

just buried corpses in random places.

Well that or at least places they share

any type of sentimental values with

Narrowing it down, this hollers a prime

fact, there are only around 40 people

buried here and neither of them have

gravestones, just a slim wooden plank

bashed in the ground and set up straight.

That's the prime point, there aren't

supposed to be grave stones here but

yer one suddenly appeared overnight.

Chief Ambers would be informed about

something like this although it does

give such a feeling that only family

members of the specific corpse beneath

ground, are supposed to be informed. It

does sound logical but the chief would

still be told about such an act. Hard to

comprehend this and thinking that it

won't be anything insane, well hoping it

at least, she weighs in. "Guess someone

finally bought a gravestone. Critical

about that. Delion fearlessly walks

towards the grave and searches for any

carved names on the stone. Taking a

second to check it, wanting to sigh but

refusing to do so, for once hating that

he's right, Delion points out. This grave

says, 'William Shaktuster can it be...?"

"It can't be You said that William's

corpse was stolen!" Ambers shouted

but her tone forcing towards the lower

as fear slowly but surely captivated

her heart. "I thought something like

this might happen. Delion expressed,

still hating that he proved it right. He

has seen similar scenes in Iron city

Corpses disappearing and then burried

in a graveyard, it isn't really rare when

it comes to murder. So Delton based

this little trip to the graveyard on past

investigations. And therefore adds. "Selia

doesn't fail to disappoint." Walking away

from the grave, fear almost leaving the

big tough lady decapitated, mumbling

following after. "Selia couldn't have done

all of that! She wanted William dead!"

Still having it hard to put everything

together. Delion utters. "And couldn't

make me go ape but she did it anyway

Whatever this lady is, I sensed her

feeling sadness when we mentioned

William's death." Ambers walks away.

crashed to the ground, sitting and trying

to understand all of this while fear

wouldn't let go, keeping the lady under

a tight grip. She is speechless, doesn't

understand this and for sure has grown

a lot of hate for Selia. While panic is

overwhelming the good lady. Delion

asks questions to himself and Ambers.

"These murders hold a deep history. Why

1 Selia this way? Why is she hurt? Why

is she so powerful? Why is she targeting

people? This can't be random. We need

to find out as much as we can, even after

we beat this crazy lady." Not anwering

any of those questions since she doesn't

know how to, the lady asks. "Will we

dig the grave t see if it's really William down there? Trying to be softer with the lady considering her current state, Delion deciphers. "No. I mean we can but it doesn't matter if William is or isn't here, it won't do us any good." Moving to measures he didn't want to tackle at all, the detective pitches. "Now, we will go back to your house and start cutting off Jingo's fingers until that man talks.

There is more to this William story."..

Walking in her home, the stench of

blood instantly captivates their noses

As if a sudden breath of air bashed on

their faces. Calmly walking in, they spot

Jingo's body nailed to the wall. One nail

on the head, two on the chest. Trying

not to panic, having seen worse before.

Delion walks forward and touches

Jingo's neck, afterwards declaring

"He's dead." Turning his gaze towards

Ambers, the detective spots the lady