Who Is The Killer? : Part 4

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Mr. Johnson:

I realized that neither Robert nor that random guy John was going to open to door, so basically it was me who had to do it. I stepped out of the crowd and walked towards the main door. I pulled it open, and not very surprisingly, found two stout cops standing outside.

The taller one extended his hand,

“Hey, I’m Steve. Senior Commissioner of Police.”

I extended my hand in return.

“Hello sir. I’m glad you’re here.”

“Can you show me the girl’s body?”

“Yes please. Come along.”

I guided them to the centre of the crowd, where Janet lay, motionless. It was still hard for me to believe that she was actually dead. Janet had been like my little sister. She had been there with my wife and me, every time we needed support. And, somewhere, in a tiny corner of my heart, I felt guilty that I could not save her. Being her next door neighbor, her safety had been my responsibility. But she was gone now, and she was never coming back.

A tear rolled down my cheek. Besides feeling guilty, I felt annoyed. Annoyed at Robert, who was standing still like a statue, as though he felt nothing? Confused because of that guy John, who seemed to have popped out of nowhere. Who on earth was he? Why did he hate Robert so much? I was so engrossed in these thoughts that I did not realize that I had been staring at John. Oh, that’s not it. What frightened me was that he was staring back at me, with an annoyed look on his face.

I tried to convince him by giving him a consoling smile, but that seemed to annoy him more. He walked to me, his face red because of anger and stress.

“What?” he said.

“I…umm…who are you? Why do you hate Robert so much? How did you know Janet?”

“Well, old man. That’s none of your business. All you need to know is that I really love her.
And I’m going to make sure her killer reaches his right place! Now mind your business and stop staring at me.”

I just nodded, too intimidated by him to ask any further questions.

Then, I turned my attention to Mr. Steve. I could make out by his expression that he had been shocked by something.

“Goodness! I can’t believe this!” he said.

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