Alexander P.O.V:
I was mysteriously livid, ever since I meet Christa Grayson....I could not take her out of my head !!.
Her strange but mesmerizing eyes...the unique smell she had that was a delightful mix of fresh cherryblossoms and burned Rosemary accompanied with clean snowy wind, and last but not last...the faint tingleing warm and familiar feeling that starts the secound she got near me.
I worked on getting as much information as I can on who she is... her family...from where did she came before moving here... and it all been normal and unsuspecting things...a widow father, moves alot because his skill as a doctor, keep themselves most of the time in small to midum towns and cities to help in its small and local hospitals hard cases...until I came a cross one wierd occurrence that happened tow years ago in the last town they were in.
The more I read on the matter the curiouser I got, as it seems...the little rainy town of Alistria, with its small population of 8933 people who lived a peacfull, normal if not tedious life...woke up surprised after three months of Christa and her father moving in, to a terrific murder crimes, three female student of the local school were brutally murderd , their bodies were found in one of the classrooms by the cleaning stewards who clean the coredoors and classes before the school day starts.The local police forecs took the unexpectedly terrible crime with great severity, but were not able to find the murderer, until his next attack on the good doctor home the next month.
I found alot of holes in the police report that I had in my hands:
The aggressing that wilful murder motivated happened at the 01:34 aftre midnight of ext..., the assaulted was going to sleep when he heard a footsteps in his daughters supposed empty room....seeing that the said daughter were out of town for family matters.
The assaulted could not reach the phone first seeing he was closer to the one in his room more than the one in the livingroom, but to reach the first it was necessary for him to pass the door the murderer were behind and there were a big chance he would hear the assaulted and attack.The doctor took hold of the nearest defensive object he could find(which were a baseball bat), and movied slolwy and as soundlessly as he could, but as expicted the murdered who did not find his target in her room as he planned turned his attention on the other residentin in the house and come out with his wopen for a surprising attack.
The doctore were able to keep his distance from the murdrere knive movment, and were able to hit him a few times, but he keept coming wildly moving his wopen, the assaulted lost his footing and mett the ground losing his defence, giving the murdere an opening for a fetal strik.
The assaulted struggled with the murdurer for a few minutes but in the end were able to let him lose the knive, then turn them around and use the wepon himself, stabing the murderer thru the heart, effectively killing him, then calling the local authotities.
The wreckage in the house,and both of the assaulted and murderer injuries matches the doctors statement.....'.
It was prefect...far too prefect, it was like a play or a scence in one of those old action and crime films than a real break in and attempted murder.And as all plays and movie, there must be a wiriter...a director behind the action.
A local police of a calm town would not look into it much, hell! even the big city more able and resourced police forece would not..but me or any other person who was rised to see behind every word...every action and reaction...to search for a hundred fact in one word or action, can see... and what I saw made me have more questions than answers.
First, the good doctor sended his daughter away seeing the possiablity of her being a targat to the murdurer, but why not leave eith her?...seeing the continual movment from one place to another were the usuall style in their life.
Secound, his house security system shuting down without him noticing while there where a murdurer outside?I don't think so, He were the one to shut it down....making an easy enterance to the said muderer,"Like a fly to the spider web",it would be unthinkable to even consider that the good doctor who came as a saving grace to some patients in the small hospital would purposly lead a man in his house to kill him.But why?...seeing the three dead girls were not linked to him in any way, and he is not a vigilante.... a person how want to seek justice for a fergion girls in anothe passed on town, no, the doctor took him as a personal threat, he needed to be gitting ride of...but not in a way that would pring harm to him....or be suspected on him for if the murderer were gone without a trace...the first suspectied will be the unknown..the new, the saving angle would easily turn in the eyes of the bereaved to the blood thirsty murderer as easily as the wind change direction.
So what better way to get ride of your truble that the way you could do it without worriying about hidding and punishment, even better a way that would make the act heroic and you a hero.
He keept it simple, fast and clean, I give him that, hidden in plain sight... for who ever would look closer his innocent would fix it self deeper in the seekers mind.
He must have been takeing the say:" The closer you look, the less you can see".
If I found out one thing for sure in my search...is that Doctor Danial Grayson is not a all white man as he is viewed to be by all his imployment reports, this man had a dark...very dark striks inside....covered very will and used in deadly ways with his intelegence, he was not a man to be on the wrong side of.And he took the risk in showing this darkness...this dangerous side that would tamper with his prefect mask even a little...for his daughter.
This man had his entire life...existence focused on Christa, then it came!!..the ceaseless movement in unpredictable patterns...the deadly and wary protectivenss....it all make sence in one way!!...he was always alart..always expecting an attak and ready for it, yet always keeping a low chance to face it...He Was Running from something...or someone.
I closed the yallow file droping it on my desk, my hand rubbed my chain while the thoughts in my head were racing faster and faster.....
In the end, I stood up with determination shining in my eyes, I would look more...search more... this is turning out to be far more that what I thought it was...an interesting riddle...and if I was anything...I was a man that loves a good riddle.
THE NEXT DAY:
I wanted to meet her today, I want to set with her alone and put all my focuse on her and her alone, I sended Clara with my invitation and strikly ordered not to take no for an answer, I made the my staff in the school ready my private erea of the grand library with a table for to whe I heard there were a suspected accident in the cafeteria.
I felt her aproaching befor she opened the doors, it was becoming irratining...how my body seemed to loose it self in it without my consent !!.I decided to stay quite...observe her from a distance, she walked to the old languages section, and run her hand over the old leathery spines, then stope with her eyes focoused on one....thought not seeing it, for her face had that look of her being far far away with her thoughts than here.
Here I took a step closer...then another and another, until I was right behind her, her scent compass my sences, I closed my eyes Inhaling deeply.Then I smirked, with an curious idea I pulled myself closer to her a lowered my head by her ear the spoke hushly adding the dramatic a little 'something Sebastian would approve of of course',"I'm glad you eccepted my invitation, miss Grayson",I was not disappointed for she shuddered then let a cute hight shrik turning around, but what rised my amusment level highter were the soft blush on her other ways pall cheeks.(Now I know why Sebastian injoy tasing the girls so mush).
She spoke with bearly hidden anger :" Mr Whitwood...don't you know that is rude to sneak up on someone?, beside I wouldn't be so glad myself ,for your fan gang did not give me a choice but come.
So here I'm...what do you want ms Presitend??".
I replied calmly while making shure my amusment clear knowing it will rattens her more:" Nothing but you delightful company, please follow me I had made some staff bring us something to eat...seeing you did not have eaten anything because the accident in the cafateria"
the I turned around walking thru a direction that lead to my erea.She sopke again, pulling a little snapy but cold tone:"I never saw you in the said place, so it must be your network of fans who devered the accident....I must say that was fast".
We reached the erea where a tow chairs table were ready as I ordered, when I turned around I gave her small polite smile gestering to the chair, she walked slowly to set while I pulled the chair making sure she sat comferably and took my place on the other chair.
Our eyes locked for the secound time since the first council meeting, for she made sure since that day not to meet my eyes directly for some resone.(Could it be that she can feel the same things I'm feeling? if that it, then why?).
The time seemed to stope, and the world was empty besides her and me...in this small, hidden and calm spot in the great library.