In the Eastward part of San Bernardino city in southern California, Rosie habour a safe apartment for her divinely self situated at Green valley lake. She had just left her school that evening as they vacated for the first session of her second year in Gavilan college located at northern California. One of the best colleges in California, known for it excellence and profound beauty. Rosie has chosen right her choice a year ago when she was sitted down by her father on her choices in life, she remembered him qouted " you determine what your future will turn out to be" *now it's time to make yours* the words of her Dad resonating clearly in her brain.
She had been in the school for a year and half and that day being the day, the school authorities displayed on the notice board for the students evacuation within three day, Rosie concluded not to waste time, she had just rushed to her private dorm which was reserved for her by the school committee. Due to her Dad interference, she got what she wanted and clearly states on the form of agreement the reason as requested " I only want to live my life perfectly untainted by the imperfection of others*. It is boldly written at the latter end of the form "no accusition on the school authorities if anything dissatisfying happens thereafter in your serene space. Rosie laughed out loud as she re-reads the last line and finally signed. She entered her room for arranged packing to leave the school premise that very day, after taking the most important part of her life with her, few books, few clothes and laptops all dipped into her backpack, she zips up and a notification chimes in on her phone.
"News headline; Frank Bliss a renowned lawyer and Sonia Bliss his daughter found dead at San Diego in Redmond area in a deserted house which is popularlly known to be called narrow escape".
*What!! Is this real or what?* Rosie exclaimed, *I need to confirm* she impatiently dials her Dad number didn't pick up. If Dad didn't pick my call after three trials, he's possibly there now*, she picked up her backpack, checking for her gun in a safe above her wardrobe. Mr. Deavon her dad had gave her the day she set to leave for school for her defense and protection, her being the only daughter of the Grand Director of the police, can be an item of threat and target. The Deavons had made her schooled far away from their vicinity for her safety.
She puts the gun in her back pocket and heads out, thoughts springing from her cerebrum, *if Sonia and her Dad Frank Bliss can be killed then I'm not save either* Rosie said driving as fast as she could in her car to San Diego. *How could this happen to Sonia? , she's being a perfect lady, does this have to do with perfection, I bet it doesn't* she holds the steering wheel with her left hand eating her right hand fingernails in agitation, her eyes fixed on the front mirror, darting in unision to the left and right of the car mirror, she had hurriedly entered a wine SUV car, the fastest she could make use at the moment. Right before her is the traffic light indicating passerby, she pressed down the break with full and sharp force almost hitting an old woman when the car finally stopped, the passerby rains curses at Rosie for driving recklessly. She placed both hands on the steering wheel burying her head at the center of her palm that has been escalating with sweats, while it remains ten seconds for the traffic light to finally switch control, Rosie raises up her head, diverting her worried gaze to the right, the guy who was at the other end of the car winked at her seductively, she shouted on top of her voice, You sucks!!!, She kicked off her car, geared up and zoom off into the thin road like she's in a car race.
The ash sport car which she had encountered while she was waiting endlessly at the traffic spot was following her, her instinct told her as she saw him through the right side mirror of her car, *this must be how it started with Sonia, she must have been this scared, her heart in her palm, her hand trembling with gun in it*, oh! Right, gun'. Rosie brought out her gun from her back pocket, cocks it making it ready for use, she held it in her hand, driving at the same time how Sonia would have did. *I shouldn't be thinking as Sonia did, that got her killed! fool*. she said banging her hand on the steering wheel, think of a way out girl.
I knew I was not save, I knew it! She said this time her voice shaking, her dark golden eyes filled with tears that will drop down cheek anytime soon, Rosie looked ahead the mirror the third time but could not see any car tailing her anymore, suddenly, a car honk blarred right beside her *arrrrrrrrhhh", when she heard that, she has left the world to another realm of life she thinks as *I am caught* she points her gun to him holding it tightly, why are you following me? Rosie asked.
*Oh baby my hands up, using his left hand to control his slowed down car, I meant no harm, cool down, I am just catching fun, you're more cute when you're angry, he smiles, you speed too fast for a beauty like you, any problem? I'm here for you baby* said the sport car guy. *What kind of guy will follow someone you knew not from North California to South, if not that he's ment, infact right in the middle of the road, what a total madness, Rosie sits upright still pointing the gun at him, now she has also reduced her car speed, they became a scene for other cars to watch and make fun of, will you leave now before I fuck up your brain, Rosie screamed. *Alright, Alright, what a temper anyways I'm Austin, see you around*, he laughed so loud as he zoomed off, Rosie hearing the sound of his laughter laughed in disbelief. *This guy just played me, what a tons of disaster today* she would have decided to end that journey but she was already in South California, she's just two kilometers away from San Diego.
A new feeling has enveloped Rosie the moment she realized she was a source of someone else fun, though she still had this tingling feeling in her of a being unsafe, as she make a U turn at Red junction, her phone rings, *oh! it's dad, see him not calling when I would have needed him*, she said, connecting her ear pod that automatically picks the call, *Daaad putting stress, my bad baby, my phone was in silent, I didn't know you called, he replied her, where are you Dad? Rosie asked him. I'm at a crime scene in San Diego, did you read the news headline, yes i read the headline, it's our family lawyer, I'm almost there seeing you in your brown fitted karki uniform now, we'll discuss in detail when we meet, okay be quick I'm leaving in the next fifteen minutes. Mr Deavon said as he ends the call.
He faces his colleague sergeant Monday, he was talking with before he caused a minute silence, he said further, *you go to the station now*, using his hand for gesticulating his speech *and create a uniform awareness of this case, this is the file*, he handed it over to him, *pertaining the object found at the crime scene deliver them to the forscenics in the lab for the necessary tests*. Yes sir The investigation must start immediately, DGP S.J [Director of Grand police] Rosie's Dad handed him a paforrated leather that is labelled evidence, *now! go*, sergeant Monday saluted, *yes sir* and went.
Rosie who have been watching her dad for a while finally talked.
*I loved it when I'm around you at your duty call, so I can see you dressed in your brown leather karki*.
By the left side of Mr Deavon was a walkie- talkie, a portable, bi-directional radio transceiver. His right pocket below his waist was located a neat pistol, ready to be shot. His well trimmed hair has become a total mess, he does not care about these mundane things while he's working. This made Rosie remembered how he came home in his pants some years back, not remembering to wear his trousers after disinfecting the toilet with his poop, he received a call that the suspect of a serial killer case is on the move, he had to rush down to chase the suspect and headed home after the suspect has been caught by other officer. He realized the ordeal he has been running with when Rosie and Ciara Deavon his wife could not hold in their laughter, Rosie busted out, *Dad! What are you wearing*?. He have to explain the whole scenario to the family who eventually understands perfectly, Mum almost say *are you caught making out" *Rosie reading her mind*}
As she was done with her playback memory, she withdrew from her father's hug. The walkie-talkie beside his left pocket beeps a green light, a signal for message, he removed it from his pocket then moves an inch away from Rosie to listen to the message, *Salute! DGP [Director of the Grand Police] of the police force, Sergeant Monday speaking, *this is the report of the most recent assignment. The detective has started working the moment I relayed your orders, the Cybers are checking for the cctvs' around San Diego. The forscenics have begin the necessary tests and the results will be out soon. Over*. Sergent Monday said. Mr Deavon has just finished listening to the message, right on his mind, "That's very good". *I'll leave for Mrs Bliss house now*. Rosie! He called out, Rosie who had left the moment her Dad pressed the power button of the walkie-talkie, she had moved in the direction of the crime scene, everyone had flooded out all waiting for the doctor that has done the investigation with them to recuit other staff for packup, she entered, right at the edge of the wall she saw two deads, already covered in a white cotton linen. She would have moved out that moment, but to satisfy the curiosity in her. She moves closer and open the white cotton linen, showing almost half of the deads' body, her hands trembles at the sight of the corpse, their thumb nails have been severed, the lines of tears on Sonia cheeks weakens her whole nerves.
She couldn't check further as she was about to vomit, she covers with the same cotton linen, ready to leave when she hears a sound coming out from one of the rooms situated at the back corner, she stands up quietly, dips her hand to her pocket for her gun, she walks in sync with her two hands clasped around the gun, you would have thought she is a police officer with the rhythmic silence of her walking leg.
She rested her back on the entrance wall, making no sign of being noticed, she thought..., *Could the murderer still be here, which murderer will stay behind after brutally murdering two innocent life. Speaking of innocence, would lawyer Bliss really have nothing up his sleeve*? He had just closed a case file that has been investigated for the past 12 years due to inconclusive evidence. The success of this unsolved closed case boasted his name, as he was shown on the T.V how he backed up his points saying, *For the case that has literally proved to be suicide with notable evidence, how you alternatively think it is murder with inconclusive evidence, my honour, as the article 123, golden extract, recently added when a new president mounts the legacy, that a case having a pending concrete evidence after years of investigating alternately should be considered closed. I rest my case*. Lawyer Bliss finished his statements preceding series of counter backing from the opposite lawyer, the Judge, *Olivia King* having weigh the two lawyers points gave the final verdict to be cased closed.
*These has been said in the "news at dawn" two weeks ago, but what does Sonia has to do with this? Sonia stopped her savage thought as she heard footsteps approaching, slightly bending her body slowly moving toward the entrance, her whole self facing the door, the door knob Creek releasing a disturbing sound, she averted swiftly maintaining her slightly bent position, as the door open ajar, she speaks strict and quickly as she could *any further movement will lead to me firing this gun* she had just finished saying this when she realized who she pointed a gun at, *Rosie*! Mr Deavon her Dad called in a surprised manner, *Dad* Rosie called out of shock, she dropped down the gun she was holding then went ahead to hug her Dad, *why are you coming from there Dad* Rosie asked. I was looking for you baby, it's time to go home.
Mr Deavon have been calling Rosie his daughter to leave for home after listening to his walkie-talkie message. He reasoned she would still be around, so, he left to look for her, he went to the backyard of the building probably she must have been pressed and will want to relive herself, he could not find her. He opened the back door leaving a cracked sound, he heard from the room something rustling, a very distinct ear for a police officer, he had not heard any rustling sound again which seems suspicious, he decided to put a pause, he heard the sound this time more closely, probably the time Rosie moved away from the wall, Mr Deavon opened the door with his right hand, using the other to bring out his pistol, when the door finally opens ajar, he saw it was Rosie his daughter, he quickly dipped his pistol into his pocket, so that Rosie will not freak out.