Adding more cream in her hot cup of coffee, Faith carefully stirred the brown liquid and took a leisure sip of it. The sweet and bitter taste blended well, her tongue working its wonders to let her feel heaven for once amidst their unending circumstance. With Olwen discovering another clue and volunteering herself to prove her hypothesis, it pressured her brain into thinking of another solution to solve the mystery, but how? She knew very well that sacrifices had to be made. Just that, she couldn't accept her friend's imminent death.
This was the first time she had ever been very challenged to investigate. She used to work smoothly in her office, pinning down pictures of her suspects with black thumbtacks on her bulletin board before connecting them with a string of red yarn. Piles of doc
