Suddenly I heard heavy footsteps rushing towards the door I've been watching for hours now, but after a few more thumps, it then went all silent. Everything stays still around me as my heart pounded harshly against my chest. The doorknob slowly terns. Who could it be? God forbid it's them, or was it my beautiful husband. Luckily, it was him slowly approaching through the door. He turned around and I made a cursory run towards him not noticing the greusome look on his his face. My arms tightly wrapped around his shoulders before he could even close the door behind him, but that look still took over his every day happy and cheerful character. It was killing me. I gently let go of him and slowly walked away with a concerned look upon my face. His ice blue eyes that where almost covered by his soaked black hair flickered towards me then locked on me. He shut the door, walked towards the leather black couch to sit on it and switched his eyes to the ground.
"What's going on, Liam?" My words came out worridly, but then waiting for an answer. His gaze locked back on mine again, but now I could see tears flowing down from his eyes. Liam has crying? I've never thought I'd ever see that again in our perfect lives. The last time he had cryed was before our marige when he had gotten in a fight with them, and thay had taken all his money. I remember the abrasive expression he put when I mentioned them.
"It... it's Carl," Who was Carl? "you know... my friend who works at the apothecary, with that pale blue eye that resembles a vulture's"... his voice low and broken. Oh yeah, now I know who it was, "he... died." that last word came out of him like if he was being stabbed by a knife, but then he spoke a little more straight than before, " The cops are coming in a few minutes to derive us, they are investigating the area first."
"Wait! But how did you find out about this?" I asked with curiosity.
"We where at his neighbors house and we heard a scream, but he shrieked once- once only, so we rushed to see what was going on..." He came to a concise end of that sentence as I saw the horror grow on his face again, so I simply didn't ask for more details.
A few minutes passed and the cop was sitting next to Liam on the couch.
"So..." the red head cop said,"we found some evidence. He didn't have any a injuries at all, so we don't think he was killed, but he didn't have any source of liquid around his house, so we surmise he got dehydrated-" what a terrible cop can't he look for more evidence.
"Wait! thats what you think killed him! Are you just going to succumb and just live with the fact that he might of gotten killed? He might have gotten drugged or something like that, or even electrified," Liam interrupted the cops sentence with brusque words, then spoke a little calmer after I think he caught a glimpse at the cops irritated face," I saw a broken lantern under his desk..."
"Really? We didn't see any lantern. Well I guess you might be right."
"Couldn't it of been those guys that stole almost all your money a couple of years ago?" I sated.
"I don't think so because they would just try to kill me, not Carl." Liam answered back with his soothing voice almost back to normal, but then I started thinking as the two men spoke. Carl endeavored to put his son in therapy because he was mad, but his son would do bad things to try to get out of it, so Carl just succumbed to try to fix his son.
"Um... you might not believe me, but I think it was his son, remember Liam, he's a little out of his mind, plus, haven't you noticed the way he looks at Carl."
Liam and the cop simulated looks and then they both turned to see me. Liam's cheerful and happy expression finally came back.
"Well... I guess I'll go to check his son and ask him questions then.
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