(Helena's POV)
I sat on one corner of the sitting room while the police searched the house for the rest of Carl's missing body and evidences that will tell us who is the killer. I actually know who the killer is, its my stalker of course, I may not know who exactly he is but I know that he killed Carl. The evidence are the note and the lavender.
The police officers asked for my statement earlier but I refused and instead, asked them to call for Agent Taylor of Jacksonville PD.
Granny looked at me suspiciously but said nothing. Her green eyes were swollen and tired.
Aunt Anne is still passed out and Uncle Robert and Candace were both holding her hands while silently crying as she slept on the sofa.
All of them still haven't changed out of their clothing but no one seems to mind at all.
