Chapter 8

As she was looking at him, the sunlight really made his eyes blue. They were clear, and they were shining so beautifully.

" As if I'm looking at the ocean...."

Again, with the déjà vu. It was a weird day since the beginning.

" Thanks, but my eyes are green, here look."

He leaned on her so she could look. But he got a little too close.

"Oops, hah, anyway, they are green."

They both turned their heads from the opposite side. Their ears were red, and they waited a bit to talk again so they could calm down their racing hearts.

"Hey, what's up with your song choice...."

" Ack... So you heard, huh? It's a famous song I have loved since middle school, I would say."

There was silence for a moment. Though, he answered honestly, but again, she had that feeling.

" Are you okay? Are you having a déjà vu or something ?"

Even if he was joking, he was so on point that it almost looked suspicious.

She disregarded that feeling. She knew Robert enough time to trust him with her life, and so did he, especially in this kind of workplace.

" Anyway, please have a look at this case. Quite younger than the previous victim."

He flipped through the pages, and then he had a look at the pictures of the crime scene. The victim was a male in his late twenties.

To be exact, he was 27 years old.

" Where had I seen him before?"

Submerged in his thoughts, he flinched for a second. He recognized that person from the good old days.

" HOW did he die.... No, it must be a lie."

He started sweating buckets, and his breathing was faster. He accidentally dropped the file, and the photos spilled on the floor.

"Ugh... Phew... Sorry Heather gotta go to the bathroom. I'll be right back before we need to open up."

"Sure, take your tim -"

Robert had already left.

He couldn't even stand looking at the photos. He was shaking the whole time till he reached the bathroom.

He quickly went inside and locked the main bathroom door.

His knees gave out and fell. Anyone could tell that the person who died was someone very important to Robert....

"Huff... Huff.. phew... Calm down...J- Robert..."

He, Robert, tried to calm himself down, but it wasn't working very well. He could even say his name....

He was banging his head as he was leaning on the door.

" Ugh… But how he... He was such a good person… Damn it. Fuck."

Meanwhile, Heather picked up all the photos and looked them very closely. There was a tattoo on this victim, too.

" Why did Robert act like that. I know it was an excuse going to the bathroom, since it was the first thing he did when he came..."

She got up, heading to the men's bathroom. She could hear Robert hitting his head on the door. She seemed very worried.

Above everything else, he was her best friend.

She was standing in front of the door. Robert was leaning on the door, and his heavy breathing could be heard.

A door was separating them from seeing each other.

Robert took his phone out and called his... Dad.

" Please pick it,plea -"

He had it on a speaker, not excepting anyone coming.

"Son, is that you?"

A man's voice was heard. His voice was rough but at the same time very gentle.

" D-dad, i saw him on a photo dead. Did you know and you hide it from ME ? How could you, sniffle"

Heather could sense Robert's sadness, making her feel the same.

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