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The long black Jaguar pulled up on the shingle drive as the story of a lifetime was about to begin. The sorrow and misery flowed thought the once beautiful town lake and into the air were the misery of a lost son and a husband is felt miles away. As Detective Stone gets out the dark long black Jaguar and stood up his three quarter length coat fell down it was a grey coloured beneath were his matching black leather shoes.

            He walks up the shingle path to knock on the creepy black door with the lion faced knocker.

He knocks slowly but firmly and a small blonde woman early twenty’s comes to the door with a look of total disregard for life. She wipes her nose. The ring she was wearing nearly blinded him, twenty-four carat gold ring with the diamond the size of her fist. Her black dress goes down to her ankles where her black tights show slightly and her black stilettos shoes with straps. Finally, she comes to term that there was some one was at the door and wipes her eyes dry and says,  

 “You must be the detective please come in the damn nosy neighbors are probably listening and the family is inside” pleaded the woman.

           As they walk thought walked into the crystal white mansion that also is immaculately clean into a massive fantastic pearl white grand hall and lead into the grand living room they where presented with the family of Mark Barker, who were was sat down who was seemed to be emotionally upset. The detective takes a quick look around so to acquaint himself with his surroundings so he is more comfortable with the house and also looking for anything that could help him in further inquiries into the investigation.

   “Why did this happen? Who would do such a terrible thing to poor kind hearted mark?” cried his mother filled full of sorrow.

  “I’m not quite sure Miss but give me sometime and I’ll have do the best I can to answer the questions for you” replied the Detective calmly.

    He then left and went to the scene of the crime where the beautiful Crystal Lake once had a range of wild trout and pike that there once had been but now all that flows on top of the lake is the dried crusty blood of an innocent man. There floats on top of the crime scene with the rod and tackle in a rusty old boat covered with dry crusty dark brown blood floating in the middle of the lake with the remains of what was once a peaceful and tranquil place. It was a horrifying atmosphere the moon was full the fog started to cover the shores. Dark clouds formed and the lightening began followed shortly by the fierce gales and spitfire rain.

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          Detective Stone managed to loan a boat of one of the local fisherman, who said he can’t use it anymore as all the fish were dead and he began to make his way to the middle of the lake as he got closer it was clear of the damage had taken place but the boat onsides showed a struggle had taken place the only evidence that there has been a murder was the blood in the lake and the blood crusted over the top of the water also he noticed that there was three set ...

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