Deathly Life

“It is all your fault Izra.” A voice whispered in my ear.
Shut up I thought. The voices was back. They haven’t been around since I was a little girl.
“Did you forget about me?” It asked me with its voice. It reminded me of a dozen snakes and the noise that they make. It sounded like that mixed with the devil’s voice. It was a terrifying sound that still haunts my dreams.
What are you doing here?

“Marie are you okay?” I heard someone yell as the police just run down the stairs. I couldn’t concentrate on anything. Memories of my past was coming up by looking at this poor naked boy, who reminded me of myself when I was kidnapped. But then everything went black.


6. Chapter Five: Izra

I walked away from the room that Marie was in. Ring, ring, ring. I heard my annoying phone going off. I completely hated it but I never had the time to change it. But I grabbed it anyways. When I looked at the caller id and I saw Felicia.

            “What do you need?” I asked her. I looked around the room not wanting to hear about anything about this dumb murder.

            “Well, I was going to tell you something interesting about what I discovered about your victim, but maybe I won’t.” She told me but I was suddenly interested in what was happening and what she discovered.

            “I’ll be down there is a minute.” I told her over the phone as I hung up on her.


            “What did you figure out?” I asked Felicia when I got down there.

            “So, you were right. If I did everything right I can tell you that she was poisoned before she was shot, but that didn’t kill her.  Dimethylmercury it’s a slow moving man killing machine, well actually poison. She was given it about thirty minutes before she die, but the cause of death was the three bullets. But you were right about the fact that she had sex recently. The time was probably thirty to forty-five minutes before her death.” Felicia told me. Though she gave me a certain look that I knew what she meant, but she wanted me to say it.

            “Whoever slept with her last gave her the poison.” I said and it all came to me. Whoever this man or woman is that is killed this woman is the fact that they slept with her not too long before. But since he had sex with her, there should be DNA in his sperm so this case shouldn’t be too hard.

            “It was a male Izra, but there is a problem. This women had sex with many other men, so all of the sperm is mixed together in her. There is no way we can tell who did it to her last and I also can’t separate all of the DNA in his sperm by the fact that they all mixed together.” Felicia told me. Great, now this case isn’t that easy anymore.

            “Can you at least identify some sperms DNA, so we can see what type of man she prefers to sleep with. I mean this woman isn’t a prostitute which means she is a slut that likes sex. So, she has to be having sex with guys that she thinks as hot and sexy.” I responded back. This can’t be too hard, like how much of a variety of guys did this girl do the deed with.

            “Izra, can you go get Marie for me. I got some useful information on the other case.” Felicia said. I looked at her in shock and that’s when I realized that Marie wasn’t with me. And how in the world did she know that we weren’t working together on the cases.

“There are two separate cases, we suspected you guys would work apart. If you aren’t Felicia will just tell you about the other case.” Star informed me. Huh, guess my face explained what I was thinking.

“No, you are just saying everything out loud.” Felicia told me, holding back a laugh. I was about to say a comeback before my phone rang.

“Detective Izra.” I responded in my phone.                                                          


            I walked out of my car and under the police tape that was in my way. I watched as Felicia walked ahead of me to go see the victim as I looked at the house. This killer was killing people who lived well off it seems like. The house was a beautiful place with perfectly trimmed green grass. You could even here some Classical music from the house, it sounded beautiful.

            “Detective. You might want to come see this.” I heard one of the many police men yells. I walked in the house. I couldn’t hold back a gasp when I saw what the walls looked like. Greed. This time its greed. All around the house it was written in some type of yellow green liquid, probably paint, and in different fonts. If it wasn’t for the blood splatter on the walls that covered it, I would think that it looked amazing work of art. But, we are talking about a murderer that if they kill one more time, can become a serial killer.

            “What do we have Felicia?” I asked her. Felicia just looked up at me from the ground and moved so that I can see the body.

            “Guess, this is, after all, you specialty,” Felicia told me with a small smile. I looked at the body and saw the knife stabs and gun shots in his back. How he is relaxed states that he knew his shooter. And by the lack of movement and nothing being destroyed, it was probably a quick death. But since this killer doesn’t seem to like quick and painless death he probably shot him more on the ground and stabbed him already.

            That’s when I saw it. The room cleared out and it was only me and a man. He was walking away from me and the lighting in the room changed too. It was around midday. I saw a young man with dark brown hair and chocolate brown eyes walking towards a bedroom door. He was telling someone behind him about his job, when it happened. A bullet was shot right on his neck where it hit a main artery, which killed him. Since he was mid-step when he was shot he fell down like a bag of potatoes being throw to the ground. Then another man walked up. He stabbed the poor innocent man five times and then shot him three other times. He was yelling at him too. But since he spoke to fast, I couldn’t understand him, but it was too late to save the dead man on the ground. After the man was dead he walked over and wrote Greed on the walls everywhere. Then my vision was over.

            “He was shot and that was the cause of death, the rest was because our killer is pissed that he couldn’t play with what’s his name.” I told Felicia, positive of what I said was correct.

            “His name is Jaysen Hyps. He is one of the best fashion designers in the city, I wonder why he was killed?” Star answered for me.

            “It was a friend by how he fell down. It’s sad to think of it though. This time it was a friend and last one was a sex buddy for all we know.” Felicia replied too me.

            “This is actually good. This killer was an idiot and your right Felicia. I’m heading back and you guys should too. I’m going to get the contacts of their phones and see who they have in common with each other. We might be able to solve this murder quicker than I expected.” I yelled as I was running out of the building. No more paper work here I come.

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