The Hurst's Secret

r, her mind moving at the velocity of light as she tried to thi

nt a glare as he grabbed his d

d been momentarily stunned into silence. "Leave this to the professionals, I t

hat, h

go after him but she decided against it i

the car as Emily's emotions were all over

was dark, and they left the station

d out the window, the busy c

ption like she usually did, or even begin rambling about what she though

ryone is right, that I really am wasting my time but the fear of bei

vulnerable. To be honest she liked that Emily had a drivi

yes than the empty-eyed girl she met in college five y

her attention between Emily and the moving traffic. It was b

ived, so my mind is jumbled up." Emily had a sweet smile on, contrary to

her emotions agai

use first. "You know I can drop you off and pick you up

'll call you when I get home. Good night." She waved and

in the hopes of distracting herself from her wandering th

illa, parking her car just in front of the hou

red through the window at the house that loomed

derstated elegance and refined sophistication. Floor-to-ceili

efully placed trees, creating a sense of serenity and seclusion. The w

ty-five-year-old owned and was liv

n awe of it, Emily held some resentment towards it.

empty and dark house, she'd rather stay at the off

behind, she would give it away in a heartbeat in excha

f sighs later, she got out o

ht and gentle as she made her way up the stairs to her room deliberately

keep her company if she wasn'

hes, she sat at her desk trying to proces

ed, "The person behind his death, why he was k

hair, deep in thought. It was an unexpe

ne of the crime." She muttered. Officer Hansen obviously

and logged into a blog ca

er lips twitched in approval at the

eavily influenced her thoughts. She wrote about suspicious incidents, organized crimes, and cold and c

gly hidden matters. That's where the name 'Closet Skeletons' came from because she believed

erent incidents were actually taken seriously rather than be

ds. She wasn't playing detective, she wanted to br

ecome a cop inst

e on her blog. Over the years, her fans often messaged her, sha

rs she spoke about as his or her words were usually backed with one evidence or

ssage and of course,

inging the truth to light. Even before news channels could cover the

it seems like the local police station is planning to close the case after what happened today. I'm n

ered how he knew so much about all the cases she posted and h

reply. "Hello Lighthouse, good evening. How did you know ab

as three dots appeared, noti

s that he was sent by someone and when he was done, he was discarded. The only issue now i

r mind reviewing all the possibi

ation and let you know what I find out." She typed, shutting do

leg cramped from sitting dow

text from Natalie asking her if

f being starved. She let out a low chuckle as she made her

ning. What she wanted to do instead, was go camp at the pol

ot as she would have to come up with yet anot

her closet to pick out

blouse paired with a pair of navy blue tailored trousers. She

, she went into the bathroom for a war

t of the shower, h

ing was Natalie. Not that there wasn't anyone else to disturb

ed her ears. "Hope you are ready to leave f

ily. "I just got o

ance. "At this rate, you

Also, don't wait in the rain. Go back hom

tisfaction in her voice as she

o another one of Natalie's traps. It was her

little over ten minutes. She applied a light layer of

she grabbed her car keys and made her

atalie's apartment, a little bit aft

he car, her hands fill

She greeted, reachin

e car. "I'd comment on how you are radiating with joy

t. "Ain't I a ball of sunshine?" She d

you are." Em

his morning and I also packed you lunch sin

appreciation. "Th

ike today?" Natalie ask

fix it but it's just occuring to

ho is F

'd like to revisit the police station with her. She'

d with a smile, "you

zed, a notification from her blog. She hesitated but eventual

ou're not as anony

ingers trembling slightly and not minding tha

careful, Closet Skeletons. You're getting too clos

notted as she sta

sked, noticing the sudden

er voice barely above a whispe

ng, an unknown number