Chapter 2
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I enter my office full of bustling bees, my legs walking on their own to reach my desk.
"Good morning, detective!"
"Such a lovely day, don't you think?"
"Good morning, sir!"
I hear the cheerful greetings from my team of early birds, unaware of the horrific scene I just saw on my way here. I don't even know who said what. Did someone ask me a question? Do I think it is such a lovely day?
Such a lovely day, indeed! Well, maybe to some people!
Good morning?! Is it? Not for the fair lady, it isn't!
I can't even answer them!
I hear them, but they sound so far away. Like they are coming from a different dimension. One where the fair lady still lives, shining with a bright smile and a lively face.
I hear them, while I am drowning in my thoughts, stuck on that street, with that fair lady. I don't even know her name!
Who is she?
Does she have a family?
Maybe kids?
What brought her here?
Was she killed?
Perhaps she took her life!
What was her life like?
Where should I start?
I gathered my cherry-picked team of crime scene investigators and filled them in.
And here the story begins.
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