Smith! The bodies in here!"Came a calm, soft voice from straight ahead. The detective approached the large plain door,

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     “Smith! The bodies in here!”

Came a calm, soft voice from straight ahead. The detective approached the large plain door, protected by the yellow tape saying ‘Police Line Do Not Cross.’ The large newly built family home, was covered in police, detectives and the local forensic team, and that is only what Smith had to pass by, whilst attempting to get to his Partner Cox.

         The carpet, which was once a perfect cream, now was covered in a pool of blood, and around the large old oak dressing table, was pieces from the shattered mirror.

“Mother and father to two young girls, mother shot in the head, father in the heart and stomach. Whomever was to blame for this was either sick and cold hearted or must have had one damn good reason.”

           Cox was always first on the scene, her work was her life. She thrived to know all the details before anyone else and found explaining the situation gave her a clearer view and idea of the killer’s motive.

“Are there any suspects?” Enquired Detective Smith.

“We have taken the eldest daughter’s boyfriend in for questioning; his shoe prints were found in the damp mud outside, along with a half smoken cigarette, know one in the family smokes, and he was all ready found at the scene.”

             The eldest daughter’s name was Lucy, she seemed quite innocent, but the neighbours said that she had recently been having problems with her parents over her new boyfriend, they did not find him acceptable for their daughter, and insisted she must stop seeing her boyfriend Paul. This could have produced anger in the boy and he could of possibly decided to shoot her parents. But know one was sure. But all the clues pointed straight towards Paul. He slowly approached a police vehicle.

              “Hello, you must be Rebecca? I’m detective Smith. You must be scared, but I’m only here to help you. It’s getting cold and it is really dark. Do you mind coming to the station with me to answer some questions, and if you like I can put the siren on for you?”

Rebecca didn’t seem co-operative at all; she did nod her head once or twice. Smith put Rebecca in the car properly and secured her seat belt.

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            “Where are you taking her? You can’t take her away from me! She’s all I have left, and I’m all she has left! She won’t co-operate! She’s too shocked there is no point in taking her!”

The voice that suddenly boomed out of the surrounded home belonged to the older girl, Lucy, who seemed very nervous and scared.

            Why was she being so protective over her younger sister? She knew she was in good hands with the detective. Why was she so nervous? What did she have to ...

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