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Chapter 8 - CH 8 - THAT SOUND

Damain was still researching about emen's case and vane wasn't replying his chats.

So he himself decided to check emen's apartment. Maybe proofs can help him but this time due to a gut feeling he also took a decision not to tell vane about anything. Or it can cause a big thing to him.

๐—•๐˜‚๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿต, ๐—›๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ผ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜€, ๐—Ÿ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—ป

๐—๐˜‚๐—น๐˜† ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿต, ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฐ ๐—๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜‚๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜†

The night was dark. A black car stopped in front of the building.

A girl emerged from it dressed in all red. Her steps in hurry, as she stopped on the reception the black car exited.

"Um, where is emen... Emen cross? "

She asked the receptionist, all in sweat.

"Room 13...does he know you? "

The receptionist, raising her eyebrows in a questioning way .

"Oh, he knows me well thank you. "

Her steps faster then ever. Her hand on the left tightening on her handbag. Eyes bloodshot like she have taken of lot of beers.

Her heels stopped at the door

๐—ฅ๐—ข๐—ข๐—  ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฏ

She knew no need to knock.

The air it was suffocating

Everything was so reckless

Dead.

Until the door flew open,

Just a flicker of lights,

She stepped in

Hesitation?

No

Scared

No

Just ending some bonds before they can reach the worse.

She looked at the table, a gun was there lying in the dead silence.

And in sudden she heard a voice, a deep one growling at her.

"This gun have bullets but you have no guts to do it my love. "

A deep voice very much soothing.

"Why did you... What have you done

... Please stop... I beg you... Leave me alone.... I haven't done anything. "

The girl started sobbing, that male voice growled again

" Tu sais que tu as eu tellement tort, mon amour."

She understood each word

That dirty noise

She hate it

"Mon amour? Huh after you did this to me? Ahhhh. " She picked up the gun and shot into a direction, a loud scream

Blood

Dead

The alarm rang in the whole building, where to run?

"Ell come, we need to run from here hurry! And....and where is vane? "

Emen asked quickly.

And she, she just showed the gun in her hands

He knew it

But why?

"I... I am S... Sorry... "

Emen couldn't think any thing he was too numb to feel.

And suddenly a long blast.

Every thing burnt

Ashes everywhere

Where was emen? Vane? Dead?

Elara had enough, nothing she could bear now. Only to handle what her friends have left for her...

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Damain entered emen's new apartment. Emen rented it just a few months ago for him and his fiancรจ.

Pity.

Damain put on his gloves and his search began from the bedroom

After, the search of 20 minutes he didn't found anything of course. Why would the criminal would leave traces?

another trace

The kitchen

Nothing, just some new grocery still messed up on the table.

Still damain was taking photos of every thing to investigate later.

Suddenly his phone rang in his pocket loud, echoing in the big apartment.

"๐™‘๐™–๐™ฃ๐™š"

Flashed on the screen.

He picked it up slow silent.

"Hello? " Vane's voice enchoed in his ears quite worried. "Where the hell are you? Huh I am searching you and you... You are being a fuckin brat."

Vane growled and of course

Damain didn't liked it

"Discipline, I thought I was your boss and you have to talk properly with me... More you are not my friend that I would tell you where I am understood. "

Damain, replied with same tone.

"But... โ€”hey.... Damain" Cut

Damian cutted the call smooth silent.

He was fully irritated as he musceled his fingers...cracked.

Now the last thing was bathrooms. He stepped in the bathroom the breeze was cool.

His eyes met with himself in the mirror. He could see his serious expression clearly.

Each cabinet

Each bottle

Nothing

Now one thing was remaning damain knew it when he steeped inside... Behind the mirror.

He stepped towards the mirror. Opened it, but inside it had a wooden box attached to it.

A key is needed

Key?

What's inside the box that it needs a key?

Damain took the photo of the wooden box. As he was going to step out he heard the radio... A news

๐—๐—จ๐—Ÿ๐—ฌ ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฑ, ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿต

๐˜ˆ๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜จ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ, ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ 09 ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜บ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ. 43 ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ 20 ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ

๐˜๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด. ๐˜—๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ, ๐˜ข ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ 12:04 ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ต 12:20 ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ. 13 ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ญ'๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜บ. ๐˜๐˜ฏ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ...

แดแด‡แด…ษชแด€ แด„แด€ษดแด แด€, ษดแด‡แดกs ๐Ÿท๐Ÿบ

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The news ended questions arise in his mind

2019?

How the hell a radio started on?

And the more terrible thing was that this apartment had no radio as damain checked everything.

And then he realized that it was coming from that box.

"What the... " He stopped in middle breath unable to understand anything.

He thought to break the lock by the gun shot but it would be against rule.

"Fuck the rules... " Damain pointed his gun at the box but before he could shoot the sound again came.

"๐˜‹๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ? ๐˜–๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ. ๐˜ž๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ'๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜บ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต. ๐˜ ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ... ๐˜‹๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ ๐˜ ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ... ๐˜Ž๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ๐˜ฆ. "

The note ended and damain he was stunned too stunned to speak and react.

"Everything was Pre-planned.. God. " Sweat was the only thing he could feel now. Seriously what was this he didn't knew. Again that female voice warning him. And then damian's phone's notification popped up a message.

A notice from the head quarters to stop the investigation where it was well no excuses Damian wanted to go.

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The night was dark he didn't knew what to do all his mind was playing that news that box and vane. He had enough he has to ask vane about all this. Vane's everything felt suspicious now even his existence with him.

Suddenly his mind changed the topic when he saw a flower shop named 'angle beauty '

"๐˜–๐˜ง ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ญ... "

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Finally another chapter so soryyy for late update I was busy in my exams but I hope you loved thr chapter please comment and support ๐Ÿ™Œ๐ŸŒธ๐Ÿฆ‹โคsorry for the short chapter

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