Three days later....
Andria's pov.
Early morning jogging was something I never forgot to do. In a way, it helps me feel relaxed and balances the stress in my muscles and emotions.
After taking a few rounds in the pedestrian lane, I stopped at a cafeteria for coffee.
Fingers crossed, I leaned forward to receive my cup of Americano coffee. It smelled nice and its taste decelerated my break down. Slowly I gulped down the content, trying hard to get my mind off the thoughts - thoughts of watching her blood scream curses. Fuck her!
But then a handsome face showed up, taking a sit in front me, his water bottle on the table.I raised an eyebrow, How rude of him!
He looked really beautiful with his white sets of teeth sparkling as he spoke. His broad shoulders were exposed due to the sleeveless top he wore. I assumed he was also exercising. He had wonderful masculine features and a dreamy eyes. His lips were perfect for a kiss and he even had a...
What? I've never thought of a guy like that. I shurgged on hearing his voice. He looked absolutely perfect and his words made me silent. How could one speak so fluently? Every word sent shivers down my spine and I suddenly felt an electric force field in me. What the heck was going on?
Then he mentioned my tattoo.
I stared at him shooting bullets. " excuse me but I'm not into men" my admiration was gone and I finally found my voice.
He continued uttering things but I just wasn't listening. He should just leave...
I turned around and saw two women discussing. Their seats weren't far from ours - I mean mine so I could hear them talk.
" I really feel pity for Marie. She just had to leave the world unexpectedly. It's not like everyone knows when to die but ....." The first lady was saying. She looked old and tried to cover her wrinkles by applying too many make-up.
" Yeah...her burial was a sad one. Her son couldn't even stop his tears let alone his dad. Hope the police solves this mystery soon...." The other lady with a wavy hair complained.
Gossipers!
If only they knew what had happened.... I stood up in anger and left.
People would always criticize.
The guy behind me uttered something but I didn't hear it since my mind was far away....
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Leo's pov.
I wasn't feeling well after leaving the gym house. I should go home but then decided to get a cup of coffee.
Entering the cafe I sighted a beauty. She looked tired and worn out but that didn't conceal her beauty. I walked over to her, taking a sit as I dropped my water can on the table.
She raised an eyebrow.
" Hi " I greeted but she seemed lost. What was she thinking?
It was clear she was looking at me. Maybe I was too handsome... I get that reaction from girls...all the time. But her glances were different, made me feel like I had something on my face.
" Hi " I repeated but she didn't even flinch. Then I saw her tattoo. It reminded me of someone. Someone I've missed a lot...
" That tattoo... do you by any chance....." I asked pointing at her upper arm. Suddenly she replied in a rude manner.
" Excuse me but I'm not into men" she almost screamed. Was I disturbing her?
I apologized to her. I didn't me it that way but she wasn't even listening. I noticed she was more drowned, looking at the irritating women close to us.
Suddenly she jerked off. I stared in confusion. So rude!
But I couldn't help it. She was an angel, so adorable.
" Oh! But she's so cute." I muttered slamming my hand on the table.
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Sampson didn't hesitate to visit the Cutty's. The investigation was still on and he needed more evidence.
The apartment wasn't filled with people anymore. So it was easier to go on with his interrogations.
He sat on the couch and studied the apartment. Marie was quite rich - no doubt. Her home had various colourful art works hung on the wall and the walls were also decorated with beautiful sculptures.
She must have loved art. He rubbed his hands as he sighted Zack and his son alighting from the stairs. He stood up.
They shook hands and Zack gestured him to sit, trying hard to fake a smile.
Then they all settled for a discussion after the introductions. Zack was Marie's husband and Israel - her son.
" My deepest condolences...." Sampson started.
Zack and Israel nodded slightly in unison. Zack patted his son's back, assuring him all would be fine.
" I need you guys to give me your support so we can solve your late mom's mysterious death. Don't hold back any important answer or something you feel could be of help." He adviced but it sounded more like a warning.
Israel sniffed rubbing his nose with his hands. His dad held until his hands this time.
" Does she have any other family apart from you two?" He asked, bringing out his jotter.
" Apart from Keisha, her sister who lives in Egypt, there's no one else. Her parents are dead." Zack replied.
Sampson nodded " and her sister, were they in good terms?"
" Yeah... The last time she called, they sounded okay. I don't think they were fighting" Zack reasoned.
" Did Keisha attend her funeral?"
" Yeah..she just left this morning." Zack replied.
" I see. Do you think she must have been involved with something that would warrant her death?" He asked looking from father to son.
Israel shook his head and then turned to his father. Did she? His eyes asked.
" Off course not! Your mother was a good woman. A very nice lady and she didn't have bad friends either." Zack defended.
Israel eyes glittered in satisfaction. " She was the best mom ever" he backed up, tears forming in his eyes.
Zacks tightened his grip on his son's hand, pressing his fingers softly.
Sampson watched the emotional father and son. And shook his head. This interrogation is useless.
He can't get anything if he continues like this and so he left.
Now he had to find out who the boss was...
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