Why? How could she?

Those are the only thoughts in my brain since my last case.

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I was called into the office because Mr. Johnson had been found dead that morning, and had 2 gunshot holes in his head. Everyone knew I was the best of the best, so they put me on the case.

I first went to the crime scene, which was behind the old Starbucks, as I was looking around for clues, I noticed a security camera.

I was back at the office checking the footage when I spotted her, Elena, my sister.

I couldn't believe my eyes, my own sister did that,

Why? How could she?

I can't let anyone know, I promisted mom I would take care of Elena, I had to run.