Before the next morning had dawned, Sarah was in jail. She'd been found locked inside the break room when I'd returned with some police officers. I didn't know what she had seen or heard, but she flew out of the room screaming as soon as the door was opened, and confessed to her crime—both of murder and attempted murder—before anyone asked her to.

The samples taken painstakingly from the coffee-stained rug later came out positive for poison, and true to her words, she, the culprit, was served a life sentence.

If it were not for Halloween that day, I never would have met Sahil, and he never could have guided me to ensure justice for him. I owed it all to my boss!

When the break room was finally freed of the investigator's tapes, I was the first to walk in. Contrary to what Sarah had supposed, the police had left the cover design that started it all untouched. When I saw it again, my hand couldn't resist grazing the figure of the bold princess. My eyes were instantly drawn towards the other corner of the room.

Sahil's spirit smiled at me, mouthed a thank you, and evaporated into the daylight.