Unexpected ~ Sequel to Murdered with Love ~ Chapter Thirteen
KateTheSuperKat:
Chapter One – Found?
Alex searched through the dozens of papers. He had been looking for over an hour, and to be honest, he didn’t think he was going to find something strange here. Then his eye fell on one paper. Apparently he found what he was looking for. A person called Marielle Terra had moved to the village five years and three months ago. There was no way to be sure this Marielle was Val, except for paying her a visit to see what she looked like.
*****
I heard another knock on my door, and went to open it. First I peered through the window to see who my unexpected visitor was. I let out a small gasp when I saw it was Alex. So they finally found me after all these years. I hesitated. There were two options left. Either I fled, risking to draw the attention of Alex, or I opened the door and hoped he didn’t recognize me. Neither of the options were very attractive. Alex knocked again. I decided to open the door and hope for the best.
*****
The door finally opened. Someone he didn't know appeared in the open door.
“Can I help you?” she asked. Not Val’s voice, he told himself. Yet there was something about this woman that strongly reminded him of Val. Maybe I’m just seeing ghosts.
“Yes. You’re Marielle Terra?”
“I am indeed. Why do you want to know?”
“I’m Alex Mill, I’m an inspector. I would like to come in and ask you a few questions.”
“Okay.” He followed her inside. They went through a nice kitchen, before entering the living. He took a seat. Marielle did the same.
“So you moved here five years ago?”
“Five years and three months ago, yes.”
“Why?”
*****
So far I didn’t have the idea Alex was sure I was the person he was looking for. He did suspect it, yes, but he wasn’t sure. Then he asked why I moved.
“Because my job moved, and I didn’t want to lose it, of course.” The lie came easy, probably because I had told it a thousand times already.
“Of course. How old are you?”
“I will be twenty-eight this Autumn.” That was just a year younger then I really was. Of course I wasn’t born in the Autumn. It had been winter when I was born, and it had been incredibly cold.
“Do you have any family?” Alex asked.
“No. My parents died in a car crash three years ago, and I have no sisters or brothers.”
“Good. One more question. Can you write down something for me?” My heart started to beat faster. Oh my God, the only thing he needed to prove I was Valentina Johnson, a murderer, were a few words on a paper. I felt him stare.
“Sure.” I grabbed paper and a pen. “What do you want me to write?”
xgreydovex:
*gasp* unless she practiced another handwriting, shes in a lot of trouble...lol
KateTheSuperKat:
Yup. XD
Chapter Two – Murdered with Love
“I want you to write, ‘Murdered with love.’”
“Sorry?” Marielle asked. “Why do I need to write that?”
“Doesn’t matter. Just write it.” Alex said. He watched her write the words on the paper. He kept telling himself the blue ink wouldn’t lie. When she finished writing he grabbed the paper. So close, so close. He just needed a matching handwriting. He blinked a few times. It was completely different from Val’s letters. Marielle couldn’t be Val.
*****
I watched Alex look at the paper. He frowned, and I knew I had succeeded. The handwriting on the paper was different enough from Val’s. From mine. Thank God I changed my writing style in the last few years. I heard him sigh. It almost made me feel sorry for him. He had been looking for me all this time, and now I tricked him. He would just go on searching Val and never find her. But I didn’t feel sorry enough to tell him I was the one he was looking for.
“Thank you for your time, I should move on.” He got up and I followed him into the kitchen. He stopped at the table. An article about a murder several years ago lay on it. And guess who was the murderer.
“Why are you interested in this?”
*****
“Er, well, a friend of mine is always interested in that kind of things, especially unsolved cases. I keep them for her.”
“O, really?” He couldn’t hide the slight hint of sarcasm. “And what is the name of that friend?” He waited for an answer. It took some time. Too long.
“Katja.”
“What does she look like?”
“She has black hair, green eyes-”
“OK.” Alex took one more look at Marielle. There was something in her face that strongly reminded him of Val. She glanced at him. Suddenly he knew.
“Look at me.”
“Sorry?”
“Now!” he barked. She looked up. Her eyes were exactly the same colour as Val’s.
Sam the T-man:
Uh-oh - even she knew she should have worn contacts ;) Wonder what's gonna happen now... :D
KateTheSuperKat:
Glad you like it. :-)
I really hate my pictures. XD
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