Mr. Murder

Chapter Two

The sudden beat of colours blinded the young lad for a moment, he was sitting amidst of the dark, lightless room, savouring his chamomile tea while enjoying the peace and solace of darkness when a student came rushing in and destroyed his personal haven of calmness.

"A-are you that student detective?"

He looked at the sweaty, fidgeting student with the same meek expression.

He was tall, lean with pale complexion and weak knees. Lysander observed as the lad trembled and dashed unto him.

"I suppose you're here to consult a case?"

"Y-Yes, I would like to ask for your help."

"Is it indeed disturbing that you rushed here, in this dark, old stockroom, to confabulate your situation?"

He leaned his back on the swivel chair and crossed his arms, keeping his intimidating gaze as he relaxed himself.

"State your dilemma."

"There's this girl, Kenyetta. F-Few weeks ago I started stalking her. I always follow her, like when she's walking to school and here inside the campus."

Lysander squinted but remained silent,

"Aye, she's one cute girl. Many guys were after her including that biology teacher.

One time , I saw them making out, her and Prof. Dy, so I guess they were dating."

"Can you go straight to the problem?"

"Alright, alright. Yesterday morning I saw them lock horns, that one was pretty violent. I think Kenyetta broke up with 'em, he's pretty rigid. That was the last time I saw Kenyetta, she didn't go home that night nor attend school today."

Lysander thought this case would be exciting, but it was far from what he anticipated.

"She probably slept with him, or eloped with someone else."

"That's what I thought at first, but Prof. Dy changed the curtains of his homeroom after that. He also looked anxious and paranoid."

"You're saying that he might've kidn*pped her? You're speculating things with no solid proof."

"That's why I asked for your help, this morning we were told to clean the paraphernalia used for dissecting specimens. At first, I thought 'twas blood from the dissected frog but we haven't experimented for a week now."

If he had kidn*pped her, Lysander has to check the cctv footage first.

It is impossible for cars to get in or out of the campus for the management was very strict with it.

"You can go back to your class for now, I'll handle this case. I'll check the cctv footage and inform you."

It was a cloudy afternoon, students can be seen walking out of the school. Some have cars waiting for them outside the walls and some choose to walk home.

But for Lysander, it was still early. He sat and stayed inside his deserted classroom as he read his book until 8 pm.

Few chapters were left to be read when he heard footsteps, but remained collected despite knowing the fact that he disobeyed the school rules.

The lad lifted his face upon hearing the door creaked open as a flashlight hit his face.

"Why are you still here kid?" The guard shouted,

"Is that Kenyetta? Is that my daughter?"

There was an old woman behind him,

"No ma'am, just another student disobeying the school rules."

what's the missing person's name again? Kenya? Kylie?

"Where's Kenyetta? It's been two days since I last saw her!"

That's right, that's the missing girl that student was talking about.

"Maybe she's with her friends, ma'am. Habe you tried calling 'em?"

The guard tried to calm the old lady down.

"She always tells me where she was going or what she's up to! B-But lately, this started a month ago, she comes home late in the evening and she wouldn't tell me where'd she went!" The old lady sobbed,

"This is a strange question ma'am but have you seen bruises and scars on her body? She might be in a fraternity or something."

He interupted,

"Y-Yes, I did. She have bruises on her left arm, I was worried back then but she locked herself in her room when I mentioned it."

Lysander knew that mere statements could not make up a proper hypothesis, he has to see the cctv footage.

"Sir!"

He called,

"Can I review the footages? It would be such a burden for you since you still have to check around the campus. It would be a privilege in my part to volunteer for your amazing work!"

He said what he wanted to hear, appealed to his emotions rather than to his logic with that he was able to freely review the footage.

Compliments make people like you, you must mirror their actions.

"Fine kid, I still have to check the classrooms."

He grinned, manipulation always makes his job easier.

Lysander told the old woman to go home and wait, to also contact Inspector Freud and report her daughters disappearance.

The cool winter breeze was calming, surely winter in Florence is just around the corner.

Lysander was never bothered by the cold weather, he always wears his favorite gray sweater.

It's 9 in the evening and he's still here, inside the cctv room, reviewing the footage.

"That was weird."

He played the footage, it was taken in the front gate at 6 am to 10 pm, August 13, 2019.

In the video, Kenyetta was entering the front gate, but never exited by the time of 5 to 10 pm.

The front gate is the only way in and out, if she would escape without getting filmed she has to climb the 15 meter firewall surrounding the school. Even an acrobat or gymnast could not do that, considering the electrifying wires on the top. This place is literally prison for students, school management is very strict with everything.

No one knows if she's dead or alive, there's a huge possibility that she's hidden somewhere in this campus.

He gripped the flash drive in his hand, he just downloaded the footage. In two shakes of a lambs tail, his hand was in his pocket as the guard entered the cctv room.

"Utilities didn't do their jobs properly! How can a comfort room stink like that! I should report this to the management tomorrow!"

the guard tsked,

"Have you seen or heard something weird, sir?" asked he,

"No, but that CR in the left wing smells like hell. Ahh, those cleaners were payed for that."

Smell? Hmm, might as well check it out.

"Where's that comfort room, specifically?"

Now it's time for school investigation, overall search operation.