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Chapter One
The Murder Scene

The blood was everywhere. The stench was overwhelming. He fell to his knees; he had walked into a nightmare. Could this be a dream? He tried to shake his head, closing his eyes and reopening them. No. This was real. His wife was dead. Their daughter lay next to her. The blood was getting to him. The scene was unreal. He clenched his fists and went over to the bodies, shaking them. “Please, god no,” he pleaded, nothing happened. There were sirens now, definitely real. He stood up grabbing the phone, it was dead, and his cell was upstairs. He rushed to the steps skipping a few as he went up. He ran into his room and grabbed his phone.

He dialed 911 and waited. Finally a soft female voice answered, “Yes, this is a emergency,” he said, his body shaking as he sat on the bed, “my wife and daughter have been murd…” He started to choke, it finally hit him. Everything that he had worked for in life was gone. They were dead, his wife, their daughter, they were all gone in a blink of an eye. He dropped the phone, and walked out the door, stopping at the stairs, the smell of blood was still in the air. The cops showed up, forced their way into the door, three came in. One went left, one right, and the other straight, this one noticed the man before the others and aimed his gun at him, “Hold it,” he said.

The man was still he didn’t respond, his tears streamed down his face, there was a little bit of blood on his clothes. The cop realized who the man was, “Sir please come down stairs,” he asked, lowering his gun though he kept a hold of it. The man got up, he slowly walked down the stairs as the other cops walked back into the room, a look of disgust on their face. “They’re dead,” the man said, “my wife and daughter, dead.”

Chapter One
The Murder Scene

The blood was everywhere. The stench was overwhelming. He fell to his knees; he had walked into a nightmare. Could this be a dream? He tried to shake his head, closing his eyes and reopening them. No. This was real. His wife was dead. Their daughter lay next to her. The blood was getting to him. The scene was unreal. He clenched his fists and went over to the bodies, shaking them.

“Please, god no,” he pleaded, nothing happened.

There were sirens now, definitely real. He stood up grabbing the phone, it was dead, and his cell was upstairs.

He rushed to the steps skipping a few as he went up. He ran into his room and grabbed his phone.

He dialed 911 and waited. Finally a soft female voice answered, “Yes, this is a emergency,” he said, his body shaking as he sat on the bed, “my wife and daughter have been murd…” H

e started to choke, it finally hit him. Everything that he had worked for in life was gone. They were dead, his wife, their daughter, they were all gone in a blink of an eye. He dropped the phone, and walked out the door, stopping at the stairs, the smell of blood was still in the air.

The cops showed up, forced their way into the door, three came in. One went left, one right, and the other straight, this one noticed the man before the others and aimed his gun at him, “Hold it,” he said.

The man was still he didn’t respond, his tears streamed down his face, there was a little bit of blood on his clothes.

The cop realized who the man was, “Sir please come down stairs,” he asked, lowering his gun though he kept a hold of it. The man got up, he slowly walked down the stairs as the other cops walked back into the room, a look of disgust on their face.

“They’re dead,” the man said, “my wife and daughter, dead.”