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Chapter 11 - A round to Lezville Bay

"There are some weird transactions. We are sent to Lezville Bay to explore. We found that a girl named Robin took her life in Lezville. We have to get the file to Sherif's office…" Damietta keeps on saying weird stuff. 

"Are you crazy?" Sasan says to her.

"Robin might know about the transactions and someone killed her to keep her mouth shut… It couldn't be one of our fathers" Damietta keeps on saying weird stuff. 

"Shut up. My father is not a killer" Sasan pushed her.

"She could be right. We have to go to Lezville Bay to investigate this for ourselves" Larette suggested. 

The girls followed as said. They went to Lezville Bay to clear the confusion that Damietta had. Not only Damietta, they all had the same confusion after they heard about their fathers could be the killer of Robin and that she might know something important related to their fathers.

In Lezville Bay, the girls went from door to door, asking the citizens about their thoughts on Robin. To their surprise, everyone had nothing but praise for the individual in question. "Oh, Robin? She's just the best. Always willing to lend a helping hand, and just an all-around kind-hearted person," said one resident. Another added, "I don't think I've ever heard anyone say a bad word about Robin. She's just one of those people that everyone loves."

The girls were intrigued by the overwhelmingly positive responses they were receiving, and they decided to seek out the opinion of a more authoritative figure in the community. They approached the father of the church, hoping to get some insight into who this mysterious and beloved Robin was. When they asked him about her, he smiled warmly and replied, "Well, Robin's full name is Robin Presley Matthew. She's been a member of our community for as long as I can remember, and I've always been struck by her compassionate nature and her willingness to go above and beyond for those in need. She's a true gem, and we are all blessed to have her in our midst."

As Larette heard the name Robin Presley Matthew, something clicked in her mind. She took out her cell phone and ordered a cab. A few minutes later she walked toward the corner of the street where the cab driver was waiting for her. She gets in and tells the driver to take her to college.

"Where are you going? What happened?" Naxis shouts after her.

"I'll tell you guys later," Larette says as the cab drives away.