Plish! Plosh! The rain sounded as it hit the concrete ground, a shadow could be seen walking in the rain, he was walking slowly.

4 MONTHS AGO

Polly always wondered how her mom died, it was a mystery that was never solved. Day -by - day, she was getting closer to discovering the truth but it was never certain.

"Polly!" Bill screamed . Polly was in her room, listening to music, she hard after hearing her brother's voice. It was only them left, their dad abandoned them after their mom died, he never cared for them. Polly lazily walked down the stairs. "What?" she asked. "I'm hungry." Billy said with a pout. "You're freaking thirteen!" she replied. Polly never understood how her brother became so spoilt, but really be was always spoilt right from birth, her parents always gave hi whatever be wanted. She sighed, "What do you want to eat?" she said calmly. "Toast bread. " he replied while beaming. "I'm going to teach you." she said .

Polly brought out the toaster, put two slices of bread in it and put it in. "Count to 100 and call me. " she said and continued her work, something started to smell burnt. Polly reluctantly went down the stairs."What the hell Billy!" she screamed. Billy was sleeping and she beat him. "Ouch" he groaned, Polly brought out the burnt bread and gave it to him. "Breakfast is served. ", "You expect me to eat this crap?" he shouted. "Yes, I told you to count and you slept off, this is the bread you made, so you must eat it!" she shot back at him. Billy was such a pain in the neck.

Polly got to the car and drove Bill to high school after being forced to make another to make another toast bread. "Please be safe!" she said as he got out of the car. "Yeah.. whatever." he sounded so uninterested. Polly knew her mom's death was queer , for starters there were no fingerprints or footprints, her dad behaved like he knew it was coming and the police didn't pay any attention to it. She went to work, Carase LTD, the most popular car business at her town, she was lucky to be able to provide the stuff they needed, she always worked hard no matter what.

Polly came out of her car, it was a purple Wagon, still looking new even though she had used it for over two years. Billy went to Harvish School, the most expensive school. Luckily, he was first position in his class. Polly entered the building just to see the place looking fuller than usual, she walked to towards the elevator while trying to avoid people.Ding! The elevator had arrived, she entered it and met a man, his hair was brown and curly, he's eyes were bluish-black and his outfit was quite classy. She stared at him with awe, this man looked filthy rich. "Am I too hot or what?" he said with a smirk. "Nope, just wondering where you stole all the money you have." she replied. She examined his whole outfit , a tuxedo, jewellery worth millions, a shoe from Gucci.The man chuckled after hearing her words. "Steal? Do you know who I am?" he said in a daring voice. He was trying to scare her, "No and I honestly don't care cus if you're trying to intimidate me it isn't working." she said while grinning like he was dirt that she just cleaned. "Oh.. my little pumpkin... you'll never understand ." that made her scared so she kept quiet until the elevator stopped.

Polly stepped out of the elevator and walked to her office, then she realised he was following her. She turned back, "Why are you following me?" she asked with an irritated voice. "Just keep walking." he replied. "No I would not, are you a stalker?" she asked . He suddenly grabbed her hand and held havingen it." he commanded, she had no other than obeying, so she did . She opened the door to her purple office with sunflowers and beautiful posters. She walked in and he abruptly closed the door, therefore making it to make a loud sound. "What the hell dude! You just pop up in my life and freaking make it annoying.!" she screamed. Polly was losing control, "Fine, I'll tell you why I'm here Polly Patterson." How did he know her name? "You've gotten my attention now." she said sounding defeated. "Your mom died a year ago, no police mean investigated her case but today is your lucky day, I've finally gotten a clue." he said, this increased her attention to a great height. "So you were secretly investigating her case, I love you already." she replied. "Mrs.Patterson worked with a secret agency called 'FMS' meaning Foreign Mordern Source, they go to foreign countries to fight criminals, it was so secret that it took me six months to find, your mom's fake job was a business woman."

To be continued.

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