Zane

After I've finished watching the scene, Walter pauses it.

" And then she just disappeared into thin air ? " I ask. Half jokingly.

" well, we can't say since she was pushed right out of the camera's view on the road " he answers.

" That's Jessica Millers right? The....one from that highschool. The person who according to some students, was bullying Morgan Stanley. " This connection was the only reason I took this case. The officer and his unit who got here to see what happened had a good memory. He recognised the girl in the video and called me assuming this was somehow related to the serial killer case my team was working on.

" Yup. Thats her alright. " he says pausing at the scene where she was beginning to cross the street.

" Did you guys check any nearby hospitals? " That seems logical.

" Yeah but no dice. The girl wasn't brought to a hospital it seems. " now thats strange. What I'm curious about is what business does a highschooler have sneaking out early morning to a place where no one knows her? Planning to meet someone maybe ?

" No one was on the street at that time ? " I ask.

" This took place at like 4 am  in the morning. Everyone must be sleeping."

" No. Just because we can't see anyone in the surveillance footage dosn't mean there wasn't anyone. Whoever it was must have done something to the body. " I say.

" The hit and run driver! He must have seen it. " Walter exclaims. Wasn't it already obvious? I'm so tired right now. Let's just get this over with.

" The car is in plain view here. Although abit blurry but try to Find and run its plate number. Also contact her family. " I say and walk away.

The old lady looks shaken up. A female officer sits next to her calming her down. When she sees me I motion her to stand back. Which she does.

" Excuse me, Mam " I say to her. The old lady looks at me and puts down her cup of tea. She looks like she had seen a ghost.

" I'm officer Zane. From the police department and I'd like to ask you a few questions. " I take out my notepad and recorder. This is a pain. I had plans today.

" ok, I understand " she says softly.

" Now first of, I want you to do a quick run through.Tell us what happened. "

" I woke up this morning at about 7 and headed downstairs for breakfast. I briefly looked at the window and thats when I saw it. This....this blood on the road. It was..." she breaths heavily.

" Calm down.Take a sip and continue."

She grabs the cup with shaking hands and takes a sip. Putting it down, she takes a deep breath.

" It was obvious that an animal was hit by a car and had gotten severely injured. Thats what people thought too as they drove and walked by. Nothing out of the ordinary. But I was for some reason curious about it. I always have this fear that someone might break into my house...so I had this camera installed at my door. I..don't know what compelled me to rewind the tape and watch that scene. I was...so shocked to see what actually happened.This poor girl got hit by a car and just flew out of the frame. " she says.

" And thats when you decided to contact the police right? " I ask her.

She nods.

" In the video the man gets out of the car. Do you know him or anything? " Even though I already know the answer.

" No. Sorry. " She says.

Damn it Lydia! Why do you have to increase my work!

I take out a picture of Morgan.

" Last question, Have you seen this girl around here lately? Highschooler, Petite, short hair, glasses. " I hand the photo to her. She takes it and observes closely.

" hmmm. No, I'm sorry but I haven't. You can ask the neighbours though. Isn't this...the serial killer from the news...? " she seems more paranoid now. " does...does this has something to do with her!? Is she here !? "

" No. No, it isn't like that. Just calm down and relax. You're safe." I pat her shoulder in an attempt to calm her down.

" Sir! " one of my men calls for me from another room.

I get up and exit the room.

" well ? " I ask the two guys I had already told to ask around the neighbourhood if they've seen Morgan around.

" No one saw her at all. It looks like she wasn't here. " the one named Tom says.

" And Walter told me to tell you that she wasn't in any of the previous recordings. " says the other guy who I can't remember the name of.

Whats going on? Whats Lydia plotting now? Whenever the muder happens Morgan is supposed to be there so everyone knows that its her. Thats how its been. But this time...theres no sign of her anywhere.

" What if its not the angel wings serial killer this time? We just thought that its her because shes connected to the victim. Maybe its someone else. " Tom says. He's right though.

" Yeah, I think so too. And not only that but Morgan Stanley dosn't kidnap people. She straight up murders them.Theres that fact. " says Walter as he enters the room.

" We'll have to see about that after we get that hit and run guy. Maybe....shes involved in another way? Look all the people who were murdered till now had done something to Morgan. Jessica bullied her so this has to be related. Also we need to contact Jessica's parents immediately. If shes not home then we need them to file a missing persons report so the investigationcan start. " I'm just grasping at straws here. I need to have a word with that Lydia witch.

" yeah, ok " Walter says as he walks away along with the other two guys.

I go outside the house. The area is surrounded by yellow police tapes. Good thing there isn't a dead body here or otherwise this place would have been very crowded. The police are busy talking to the locals while the forensics team are doing what they do best. Theres also a trail of blood that leads into the alleyway. Means someone dragged her there.

Going over the crime scene tape, I walk away from the crowd. Looking for a quiet place.

I enter an alleyway which seems empty and no ones around. I sit down and relax myself. Taking out a cigarette from my coat pocket, I light it up and inhale. The cigarette smoke runs over my tongue as it races to my lungs. I feel my muscles unwind and relief washes over me as I exhale......however my mind wanders back to the situation at hand.

Is this really related to Morgan? What if its just a Kidnapping case. We're already snatching this case from the other unit because we believe its related to ours.

I dial the freaks number and wait for her to pick up.

" Hello ? " she answers.

" What the hell is wrong with you!? " I whisper yell.

" What do you mean ? "

" How am I suppose to frame and get to her if theres no evidence of her being here in the first place! " I'm seriously upset with this kid. As if manipulating me to doing whatever she wants wasn't enough.

" First of all stop shouting like a dog and fill me in on whats going on " this damn brat.

And so I end up telling her the whole story uptil now.

" Now do you get it!? "

I hear her burst in to giggles and then start laughing.

" Whats so funny ? " I say angrily.

" You are! So basically your just confused if you should waste your ' precious ' time solving this case or not."

I stay silent.

" Mister Zane. I wasn't the one who sent that hit and run guy. But before you think this is unrelated so you should let the other unit handle it, ask yourself if you've gotten any closer to catching Morgan or have any clues to where she is. "

As much as I hate to admit it shes right. Morgan has gone in to hiding and hasn't resurfaced for Lydia to make any moves. For some unknown reason, Lydia hasn't gotten anyone murdered for awhile. She sure works in strange ways. For me to get to her, I need the information Lydia gives to me when she finds Morgan.

Then suddenly, a thought crossed my mind.

" Lydia....you know where Morgan is don't you ? "

She stays silent at first " I don't. But even if I did I'd never tell you. " I can feel her smirking.

"You do don't you! Tell me where she is! Right now! " I whisper yell again.

" I'm telling you I don't. Plus I distinctly remember someone saying they've caught way worse criminals and not to underestimate the police. HA! If you're trying to get a cheat code then you- "

I hang up. I don't need to listen to her nonsense.

Highschoolers these days are full of it.