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секунда CHAPTER
Paul Dock was bent with the nose that pratically touch the floor. He studying the crime scene, as usual. He isn't convinced that the assassin is Elvira Gorrige. It would be too obvius. He doesn't find nothing intresting on the stage, so he goes behind of that.
-Can i help Ты sir, are Ты sick?- asks a female voice, seeing the detective with the nose on the floor.
-Oh, no thank Ты i'm good, i'm detective Dock, i was looking for something here.- Ответы Dock with a smile on his face
-may i ask Ты some Вопрос mrs...-
-Samantha White- Ответы the girl -And of course Ты can- she says politely
-Perfect. Are Ты here on holiday too?-
-No, i work here. I was on the stage, i'm an actress-
-Oh sure! now i remeber! you're one of the ten actors that were on the stage tonight! even if it isn't the right moment... congratulations! Ты act good!-
-Thanks- she Ответы shyly.
-Anyway, Ты have an alibi for the murder time, so i can let Ты go. Thanks for the time Ты gave me.-
-you're welcome, sir- and she goes away.
So he starts again his investigations. He finds a lot of dust and some black powder. "Intresting" he thinks. His belly starts grumbeling. It's 11:30 PM and he ate just somethig quickliy. So he decides to go to the bar to eat some delicious canapés. Even if it's a bit late, he finds a lot of people sitting there and he recognize some of the public that was in the theater. A men that was sitting near him during the play, says hello to him, and invites him to sit with he and his two friends. Dock takes 3 goods canapès and a coffee and sits with them. -let me introduce Ты Carl and Jack, and i'm John Plum.-
-It's a pleasure, i'm Paul Dock- smiles the detective.
-Do Ты know what happend there in the theater?-
-No i'm sorry i don't- lies Dock
-anyway it was a good play- says Carl
-Do Ты remember when the actors stopped for a moment just after the "murder"?- says John.
-Yes-
-Well i took a picture with my camera-
-Cool! can i see it?- asks Jack
-Sure, here is it-
the picture shows nine actors on the stage without masks. In those moment, Samantha White passes near them and says hello to the detective.
The four mens talk a bit more. Dock sees some tablets for depression.
-What about having breakfast together tomorrow?
-Good idea- Ответы the detective.
Dock comes back to his room at 1:30. He goes to постель, кровати and sleeps 'till 10 o'clock. He wears something quickly an dgoes down to the ужин room. He meets Carl and Jack but can't see John. A bit worried he goes with the other two Друзья to the John's room and knocks the door. No answer. The "cleaning lady" comes in that moment and asks what was happening.
-Our friend doesn't answer when we knock at the door. Can Ты help us?-
The women opens the door and starts screaming. John слива was on the floor with blood on his head, the gun in the hand and a piece of paper that said: "i can't live with these havyness in the heart. I can't live without my wife."
Dock saw the man's phone on the таблица and takes it in secret. The last phoned was of the last night at 11:00 to Annie Plum.
-How is named his wife?-
-Annie Plum- Ответы Jack
-His camera disappeard!- says Carl
So Dock starts understand.
END OF THE секунда CHAPTER! BYE
секунда CHAPTER
Paul Dock was bent with the nose that pratically touch the floor. He studying the crime scene, as usual. He isn't convinced that the assassin is Elvira Gorrige. It would be too obvius. He doesn't find nothing intresting on the stage, so he goes behind of that.
-Can i help Ты sir, are Ты sick?- asks a female voice, seeing the detective with the nose on the floor.
-Oh, no thank Ты i'm good, i'm detective Dock, i was looking for something here.- Ответы Dock with a smile on his face
-may i ask Ты some Вопрос mrs...-
-Samantha White- Ответы the girl -And of course Ты can- she says politely
-Perfect. Are Ты here on holiday too?-
-No, i work here. I was on the stage, i'm an actress-
-Oh sure! now i remeber! you're one of the ten actors that were on the stage tonight! even if it isn't the right moment... congratulations! Ты act good!-
-Thanks- she Ответы shyly.
-Anyway, Ты have an alibi for the murder time, so i can let Ты go. Thanks for the time Ты gave me.-
-you're welcome, sir- and she goes away.
So he starts again his investigations. He finds a lot of dust and some black powder. "Intresting" he thinks. His belly starts grumbeling. It's 11:30 PM and he ate just somethig quickliy. So he decides to go to the bar to eat some delicious canapés. Even if it's a bit late, he finds a lot of people sitting there and he recognize some of the public that was in the theater. A men that was sitting near him during the play, says hello to him, and invites him to sit with he and his two friends. Dock takes 3 goods canapès and a coffee and sits with them. -let me introduce Ты Carl and Jack, and i'm John Plum.-
-It's a pleasure, i'm Paul Dock- smiles the detective.
-Do Ты know what happend there in the theater?-
-No i'm sorry i don't- lies Dock
-anyway it was a good play- says Carl
-Do Ты remember when the actors stopped for a moment just after the "murder"?- says John.
-Yes-
-Well i took a picture with my camera-
-Cool! can i see it?- asks Jack
-Sure, here is it-
the picture shows nine actors on the stage without masks. In those moment, Samantha White passes near them and says hello to the detective.
The four mens talk a bit more. Dock sees some tablets for depression.
-What about having breakfast together tomorrow?
-Good idea- Ответы the detective.
Dock comes back to his room at 1:30. He goes to постель, кровати and sleeps 'till 10 o'clock. He wears something quickly an dgoes down to the ужин room. He meets Carl and Jack but can't see John. A bit worried he goes with the other two Друзья to the John's room and knocks the door. No answer. The "cleaning lady" comes in that moment and asks what was happening.
-Our friend doesn't answer when we knock at the door. Can Ты help us?-
The women opens the door and starts screaming. John слива was on the floor with blood on his head, the gun in the hand and a piece of paper that said: "i can't live with these havyness in the heart. I can't live without my wife."
Dock saw the man's phone on the таблица and takes it in secret. The last phoned was of the last night at 11:00 to Annie Plum.
-How is named his wife?-
-Annie Plum- Ответы Jack
-His camera disappeard!- says Carl
So Dock starts understand.
END OF THE секунда CHAPTER! BYE
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I breathed in and out slowly. This was horrid. Running. I spat at the word. I despised running.
Joseph jogged up to me. "You okay Kristen?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute."
"Hah! Ты always end up like this. Maybe Ты should quit track?"
"You know I can't! If I do, then I have to do Trigonometry. Ugh. That's worse."
"Right..."
I stood up and we walked in silence. His lithe step did not match mine. I had a clumsy, trip over step. I needed somebody to teach me how to walk right.
"Oof." I had tripped, and landed on my side. How? I have no idea. Normal people land on their face или back. Not me!
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Joseph jogged up to me. "You okay Kristen?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute."
"Hah! Ты always end up like this. Maybe Ты should quit track?"
"You know I can't! If I do, then I have to do Trigonometry. Ugh. That's worse."
"Right..."
I stood up and we walked in silence. His lithe step did not match mine. I had a clumsy, trip over step. I needed somebody to teach me how to walk right.
"Oof." I had tripped, and landed on my side. How? I have no idea. Normal people land on their face или back. Not me!
Please e-mail me или comment. Tell me if Ты like this segment или not, if I get enought votes, I will continue my writing.