I Shandyba Helen Everything returns like the boomerang
Once a famous actress was found killed with manicure scissors. The police guesses the time she died in was at night. Everybody is suspicious. Everyone could have killed her. Everybody had a motive. Hannah had a lover. He is a famous composer. He is 32 and his name is Adam. His wife was killed with manicure scissors too and we still don't know who a murderer is. Adam is Widower. But only few people know about his relationship, passion with Hannah. These few people are afraid to go to the police and prefer to be silent. Also, Adam always wanted her money, because she was very famous and popular actress. It means she was rich.
Her neighbor had a bad mood at that evening and nobody knows the reason. Additionally, his appearance is rather similar to Hannah. His wife didn't find him at the bed at night and her husband said he went to take some warm clothes because he became cold. But when his wife called his name, he didn't respond. As he said later, he just didn't hear his wife. For the morning, she found him at the warm jumper which she didn't see earlier and his behavior was rather strange.
As she was famous, all people knew her and these people are good and bad, her friends and enemies.
Hannah's former husband is still jealous of her and we can guess that he found out her secret about her having the young lover. But he claims he knows nothing about her stealthy lover.
Also, she had a lot of admirers whom her former husband and her lover were jealous of.
But the actress had another mystery. Even today people don't know that she has a son who appeared at her 14 years old. It was really too early pregnancy. Hannah left him in an orphanage because she was too little to bring him up. However, she didn't want to leave him there. She cried a lot but she had to do it. When Hannah has grown up, she didn't want anybody to know about her early pregnancy. She was ashamed to admit in this and she wasn't sure that her son would be interested to see her. His mother thought that Alex would never forgive her and wouldn't like to meet her. However, Hannah made a mistake, thinking so. Her boy dreamed about their meeting and he misunderstood why she left him and he wanted to find her to learn it. While Alex was growing up, his opinion was changing every time and being adult today he concluded she has never loved him and he hates her very much. In the orphanage everybody beat him, even teachers. He had quite complicated childhood. Today he lives near his mother but they don’t know each other and even don't consider about their blood relationship. We can guees that her son found out that she is his mother and Alex could kill her at all because he hates her. Police does not believe in that fact that the neighbor can be a murderer but why not. The policemen think this neighbor doesn't have a motive, but he does.
Chapter about her rival in love and work – Aileen
II by Anastasia Fedchenko
Aileen woke up as usual at 6 am to have some time for morning rooting, but that was not the best morning in her life. Today she felt very anxious, and did not know how to get rid of this anxiety, which literally disturbed the calmness in every cell of her body. Near the mirror in the hallway, she rehearsed a speech before today's performance and quickly gathered all the props in the case to go to the theatre. Something was clearly wrong; she moved the ring on her finger, which reminded her of Adam. In the theater, there was turmoil before the approaching action. Aileen saw Carl, the director, and quickly walked over to him.
“Carl, why is everybody running like that?”
Karl looked at her and in his eyes, it was clear that something had happened.
“Aileen, Hannah was found murdered at home,” he said bitterly
The girl’s face did not change much, she just said scrupulously
"Oh, did the police find the murderer?"
“Aileen, if it won't be hard for you, could you please play today instead of Hannah”
She did not know what to answer, since it was now possible to rejoice or if it was necessary to depict sadness, because this is what she wanted for so long.
"Of course. You know that Hannah and I were close; I am always ready to help. ”
"Yes, Aileen ... go, leave me now"
The girl scratched her palm and went to the dressing room. She sat in her chair opposite the mirror and began to inhale and exhale deeply. Something was wrong. Sweat broke out on her forehead. One of her thoughts interrupted another and in this whirlwind, she has been already lost.
“Aileen, be quiet, calm, you should be happy. She is no longer a hindrance to work or relationships. Hannah now will not prevent us from being together with Adam,” she thought, looking at her reflection. "But is it possible to rejoice at someone's death?"
A girl came into her dressing room talking constantly and curling her hair
“Aileen, why are you not dressing? If you want to give this role to me, then I don’t mind,” she asked. “You are so funny that you really hate. By the way, you do not know the details of the story of her death. ". Aileen was only silent and tightened the corset on herself, which did not fit all over her. “If you want to be silent, ok, be silent” - the girl went to the table and began to rummage through the lockers searching for their own cosmetic bag. “Where are they?” The actress mumbled.
"What are you looking for?"
“My nail broke, I thought to cut it, but I can`t find manicure scissors”
Aileen was silent, tightening the corset. Marie Antoinette's role went to her in such a tragic way, but she did not look like a woman who was upset about what had happened. Her eyes were running, and her hands were not obeying her.
“We definitely have lost scissors. By the way, about them. ”- the girl rose from her knees, and turning in the direction of Aileen “Hannah was found dead with scissors in her neck, can you imagine?”- The girl made a face and laughed. “Genious, you have killed her!?” she asked her partner curiously. The woman was visibly nervous, but immediately replied, “What? Me? Whom can I kill? You make up a lot. We were friends”- she quickly rattled.
“Friends? Do not make me laugh. I think you tried to kill her on stage a couple of times. ”
“What are you talking about? …On the day of her murder, I was at home with a young man,” – Aileen lied.
“Don't make any excuses, I'm just joking, you know. It would be funny if it were you. I'm in the dressing room with a killer, just think about it”- the girl smiled and continued to curl her hair.
Aileen went to the dressing table. She looked at herself for a long time and then turned her gaze to her hand, which showed a long and thin scratch. The girl took out the powder and nailed it a couple of times with a sponge over the wound.
Memories of that night quickly appeared in her head. Hannah was so angry with Aileen, and the girl felt that the end of her career was near. "If Hannah knew how much I love Adam, if this old bag would listen to me, and not threaten me”.
III Tatiana Vyuzhanina
From Madison, your unowned daughter
The early morning call was so inappropriate, given the fact that yesterday I went to bed late and during sleep being disturbed by neighbors’ quarrel upstairs, with whom I am renting the apartment three month. Only after having a cup of coffee with light sandwich and hearing the irritating sound of re-call, I understood that it may be something worthy of my attention. I was a little concerned finding out it was from the crime investigator, who informed me about my mother’s murder. Knowing he must be glad to see me in the police department, I got ready wearing my almost new green dress and white heeled-shoes and hoping to look at her face again while making a visit in morgue.
During our quite long conversation with the investigator, in whose voice I felt a touch of suspicion, in my mind were recalled old memories from childhood where there were any mother’s role and presence at all. Feelings of offence that over the years had been volatilized, appeared and were tightly squeezing me inside. In spite of our rare reunions, which happened sometimes, my previous desire to see her was gone as I understood that I just want to leave everything behind. I have already said goodbye to her. Now I want to live my own life as if nothing ever happened.
I drove back home in old father’s car with strong decision to pack my stuff and in two days take off to Paris. I observed marvelous view of our city with old historic buildings from a windshield while ‘Florence and the Machine’s song ‘Dog days are over’ was filling with sound the cabin. I was not quite skillful, but in rhythm singing it’s lyrics:
“And I never wanted anything from you
Except everything you had and what was left after that too,
Happiness hit her like a bullet in the head
Struck from a great height by someone who should know better than that…”
IV Sasha Korniichuk
The suspect: Fin
The relationship: a husband`s (Adam`s) elder brother
Time: 10.12.2019, 2.15p.m.; 2 days after murder
Detective: Okay, Fin, tell me everything you know, including the place where you was that night.
Fin: Good day, Mr. Thomas. I`ll try to tell everything in details. For sure, I can`t even believe in happened. Hannah is dead, murdered with the scissors, stabled in her neck. Oh, too cruel and bloody. It`s not just an accident. But who and why?
Detective: Sir, please. Where were you that night?
Fin: Of course at home, Mr. Thomas. To be more precisely, we watched a movie with my wife before bed, drank tea, and then we went to sleep.
Detective: Okay. Do you know who wanted to harm her?
Fin: Actually, I didn’t know her well, but, Mr. Thomas, let`s be honest. She was a star, very popular person; had a lot of mad fans. We can only guess what's on their mind.
Detective: Yeah, We do not turn off the fact that this is the work of the fans. But we also assume that the murder was committed by person who is close to her. Do you have any idea?
Fin: You know, it`s terrible to think about it, but… I have a feeling that Adam`s ex killed her. Yeah, I may sound strange, but after his starting dating with rich old woman, I mean Hannah, his ex-wife often pocked her nose in Adam`s life. It looked like she was jealous of his new happiness. She even once demanded money from him, but he sent her to hell. After that incident, she, it seems, did not return to him.
Detective: It was very useful information, Mr. Williams.
Fin: No problem at all.
Detective: Here, take this. It`s my number. If you find out something or remember – just call me.
Fin: Okay, thanks, Mr. Thomas. I will. Have a nice day.
Detective: You too, Mr. Williams.
V Nikita Sypkin
The Owner of a Flat
I had known Hannah, since she was popular actress in the theatre. We were close friends and had seen each other very often. I liked going to the theatre and look how future big actors and actress performed themselves. Many years ago, I offered to rent Hannah my second flat in the center of the city. Since she became very famous and popular actress on that time, Hannah could afford herself to hire such large and expensive accommodation. This deal allowed us to be closer and see each other not only in the theatre. Several times a month I had to visit my flat and check how are things. Maybe something has broken or she just needed my help. Everything would be good if not this terrible incident with Hannah.
That day the detective called me and said that Hannah’s dead body was discovered in the bedroom last night. Someone stabbed with manicure scissors in her neck that caused instant decease. I was shocked and swallowed my tongue for a moment. I asked him to repeat, maybe he meant other woman who was 50 years old and an actress too. Unfortunately, that was certainly she and there was no mistake. The detective said me that I had to come to his department and answer a few questions about Hannah. I agreed to come and help to find murderer. While I was going to the department, my mind was filled with puzzled thoughts. I imagined for a moment what if the detective really thinks that it was me. He could have such assumptions because he knew that I was the last person who saw her alive. The way to the officer’s department was too complicated for my mind because now there was one more person who suspected me: the detective and me.
When I came into department, the detective met me and asked to follow to his cabinet. The first thing he asked was about our friendship with Hannah.
• How long had you known Hannah?
• Nearby 20 years. First time I saw her was in the theatre, she played Juliet in the well-known play written by Shakespeare.
• Why did you offer to rent your flat to her?
• We became good friends and I decided to help her.
• Did you like her as a woman? — the detective asked him with great interest and brightness in eyes.
• What are you talking about? — I couldn’t understand what he meant.
• Did you see her with other men in the flat or on the street?
During the conversation I denied all his questions and assumptions. It was noticeable that I am getting nervous. The fact that I lied was killing me. To be honest, I loved her from the first day I saw her on the stage. For me it was a real challenge to see how Hannah spoke and met with other men. They gave her different presents, compliments and even invited her to the restaurants. The fact that I was only a nice man who allowed her to live in the flat and nothing more hurt me. I was jealous all time when I thought about this woman. I couldn’t tell detective the all truth. In case I tell more, I will become a suspect person number one. He could continue to extract from me the details of our relationship if not a sudden phone call.
VI Alexandr Kroshyn
Characters: Mark, Adam’s producer
Prehistory: Hannah was found dead at night in her flat’s bathroom, her carotid artery cut with sharp scissors. The window to the bathroom was open, the scissors lay down near her.
A ruse
That day I was woken up by a phone call. It was 4:45 a.m. and I was willing to kill anyone who dared to call me at this time. It was Adam, and as soon as I took the phone I started cursing him, giving him a 30-seconds long monologue wishing him a very long and happy life.
Hannah is dead! - he wasn’t listening to me - I found her in the bathroom an hour ago!
Leave me alone, let me sleep - I mumbled not realizing was he was saying.
Carlo, call me as soon as you wake up. I won’t be at the studio - they’re calling me to the police. Tell Josh everything and cancel the deal. I don’t know who is guilty of this, but the timing is perfect. I’ll send you an audio message - he hung up the phone.
With no clue of what’s going on, I turned the sound off and continued my sleep.
I woke up three hours later. The phone was full of notifications. Something definitely was going on. Only when I saw an audio message I remembered what happened last night. Oh my God, why is something always happening around me?
I didn’t like Hannah, but she definitely was a talent. She was a true actress, on the scene and outside of it: cunning, yet rarely reasonable, she was a favorite target of local tabloids, paparazzi and gossipers of all sorts. Yet she was a professional. In fact, we almost signed a contract for a musical Adam was working on for the last couple of months, starring her as a prima donna. Thinking about the contract, I dialed Adam’s number:
- I’ll call you back, I’m at the police - he jabbered into the phone and hung up.
Waiting for his response, I listened to all of his messages. Adam told she was killed with manicure scissors in a bathroom of a flat they were renting for less than two months. In fact, I knew the flat very well, as it belonged to the godmother of my girlfriend. It was located on the ground floor in an old house with high ceiling. Neither big nor small, it had two bedrooms, a joint kitchen with a living room and a bathroom with a big window. How many jokes we made about that window on the first floor! Well, it seems it was a bad idea not only for non-exhibitionist but for security reasons as well.
The phone rang. However, it wasn’t Adam. It was Maria, a landowner, a godmother and a good friend of my girlfriend, a boss and simply a good person:
-Morning, Mark. - her voice was trembling a little - have you already heard what happened?
- Morning, yes, Adam called me an ... - I couldn’t finish a sentence
-They’re calling me to the police! How could it happen? Who could do this to her? In my flat!? It’s madness!
-When one half of the city wants to get in your pants and another half envies you and hates you for that being killed is not so unexpectable - perhaps, I should have kept these words for myself, but somehow it calmed Maria down - tell the police what they need, and everything will be fine.
-Well, maybe you’re right.. - she took a long pause - I shouldn’t worry, thanks. It’s just so awful and terrible. I hope it was only an accident. - she was calm for some time, thinking about everything- Is Julia nearby right now?
-No, she came to her grandparents for a weekend. She’ll be back in town in the afternoon. I’ll tell her you called. - I was glad she didn't ask about the details and the condition of her bathroom.
-Fine. Thanks, Mark, I have to go. Have a nice day!
-Nice day to you too. Bye
What a situation we created for Maria! In fact, it was Julia’s idea to propose Adam and Hannah that flat - she was hoping to get closer to her in order to start her own singing career. She has this dream, and, to be fair, has a good voice. Or I’m just in love and have no ear at all. Julia would be very disappointed. In fact, she was already disappointed when Hannah showed no interest in helping her, but aware of Hannah's unpredictability she hoped she'll get her chance one day.
The phone called once again. That time it was Adam:
-Are you ready to talk? - I started the conversation first - was it really in the bathroom? Could it be an accident?
-What? An accident? Mark, how old are you, 12? What accident could happen with manicure scissors 5 inches long and a window wide open? Those scissors weren’t hers - her kit lies(lays?) untouched in a shelf. Someone got in there, Mark. Someone close. Or at least someone who knew her well.
[End of intriguing fragment]
VII Zhukova Ludmila
The weather was hot and stuffy. Lake was green and stinky. From a corpse stank of decomposition and Liza vomited. Jake looked at her with sympathy. She works with this kind of stuff not at first time, but today’s corpse looked worse than expected. Ripped belly and the gut was wounded around the neck. Liza looked at it with disgust.
«Detective Anderson? How are you feeling?» tall man with name Andrew asked her.
«Much better», she lied
«We heard a lot about disappearance of people in this area, but we this…it’s really cruel.»
Liza carefully considered face of victim. It was strange, but she really didn’t know this person, but these mutilations were similar to those that she did.
«Are you okay?» Jake’s face was disturbing.
«Just shocked. I didn’t anticipate this. Looked at his body if I can call this body. How person can have this perverted imagination.»
«You worked as a detective for years and saw a lot of terrible things. You should get used to it.»
«There are things that are impossible to get used to», she answered with irritation.
Their eyes met and Liza noticed in his view something which made her nervous.
«Hey, Jake! There is something else!» group of people tried to pull something ashore.
It was another corpse with the same wounds. Jake gazed at Liza, but she was pale and turned away. Now it was her handiwork. Woman saw how Jake and cops confusedly stayed near murdered.
«The killer's handwriting is different», Andrew was exhausted.
«What do you mean?», her voice was weak.
«Their bellies were cut and guts were around their necks, but I can say the first person was killed before torment, second during the torment. Most of all, who will hide his victims at the same place about which a lot of rumors. Between these murders week difference.»
«How it possible?»
«And now it’s your job. Good luck.»
Liza was tired. How can murder imitated another if he never saw his work. Or he saw? But how? She need more information, bet her head so heavy and this smell kill her inside.
« Andrew told you?» Jake was anger and Liza couldn’t understand why.
«Yes, I’m confused…»
«Wouldn’t be surprised if it's some kind of a couple»
«It’s not a couple», she whispered and feel empty in her foot.
«Why not? It’s looked like pair work.»
I don't work in pairs.
It was last think in her head before she fainted.
VIII Yulia Shkarupka
She opened her eyes and looked at the photo that was on the shelf. A tear ran over her cheek. "I will definitely find someone who killed you, Hannah", whispered the woman. It was Hannah's mother, a woman under 80 years old, who had barely walked. In the past she was a journalist in a criminal chronicle, so collecting information about criminals for her was a habitual thing.
In the morning before, she went down to the kitchen to cook.The woman had a habit of watching the news every morning while cooking. So she turned off the TV, drank some medicine from pressure and began to cook eggs. In the stream of difficult information about the news of the world she heared one thing that stunned her. The TV host reportered emergency news.An old woman fell in despair when she heard something like:
«This night, in the center of Kyiv, there was an incredible tragedy that forced thousands of people to cry. An outstanding actress of the city's most famous theater, Hannah, was killed. She was found in the most expensive hotel in Kiev, which she booked with her husband, composer, Adam. She lay on the floor in the bathroom with scissors for manicure in the neck. Many experts consider this a very funny murder and say that a killer may be someone female.»
- "Heh, no ... everything can not be so simple ..." said Hannah’s mother. She was convinced that the killer was a man. Granny took charge of the investigation of this case. That night she got to the room where the murder took place. She quietly crept to the room in which Hanna lived, but at the door she saw a small box. She lifted the box and opened it then she saw a bracelet there. Who could it belong to? The woman twisted the bracelet in her hands and saw the inscription. It was barely noticeable engraving with the meaning: "To Jim from dad and Hannah"
Jim? Who it is?
She tried to remember all friendsof Hannah but her thoughts interrupted the phone call that sounded in the deceased's room.
-"I'm listening." It was Adam's voice.
- "Yes, I also saw the news ... but they have not yet found any evidence, and even nobody will think about you."
-"Listen, Jim, son, who's thinking that you wanted to kill Hannah? You did not leave any evidence, so they can not blame you for anything», said Adam in a calm ironic voice.
Grandmother held a bracelet in her arms and trembling with fear. It turns out that Jim is the son of Adam, and this bracelet belongs to him.
"No one except Hannah knows that I have a son, that's why nobody will look for you. Take your things and all the money that you stole in Hannah. We will meet two hours in the outskirts of Kiev.
Suddenly, grandmother accidentally let her bracelet on the floor. Due to the fact that the bracelet was quite massive, he fell very loud. Adam heard a rumbling and decided to quit the room. The door opened and he saw Hanna's mother ...
IX Shevanyuk Caroline
A murder happened on a quiet ordinary street, in a calm city at night. Victim is Hannah, she was an actress, 50 years old. Adam is her husband, handsome man, a composer, 32 years old. Hannah was stabbed with manicure scissors in her neck.
Adam was at the station, with a strange hat and clothes, as if he had stolen him from the homeless. He bought a ticket to another country and was looking forward to the arrival of a train. It arrived, but only he stepped into the train as he was detained by the police. Adam tried to prove that he did not kill his wife, but simply sipped the money and wanted to escape with the young mistress, but he had no evidence.
Meanwhile, suspicions have also fallen on neighbors. Judging from the evidence, a young woman lives in an adjoining apartment, who is also an actress, but less popular. For the police, this is a good motive for murder. She lives alone, so nobody can prove she slept when the murder took place.
Adam's young mistress works as a cleaner in a theater where Hannah performed. They constantly quarreled, Hannah humiliated the cleaner, because of such work in the theater, and the young mistress hinted that Adam is now her lover.
There are no proofs or real accusations yet, there is only the murder of a woman who has disturbed everyone.
X Zhukova Ludmila
The weather was hot and stuffy. Lake was green and stinky. From a corpse stank of decomposition and Liza vomited. Jake looked at her with sympathy. She works with this kind of stuff not at first time, but today’s corpse looked worse than expected. Ripped belly and the gut was wounded around the neck. Liza looked at it with disgust.
«Detective Anderson? How are you feeling?» tall man with name Andrew asked her.
«Much better», she lied
«We heard a lot about disappearance of people in this area, but we this…it’s really cruel.»
Liza carefully considered face of victim. It was strange, but she really didn’t know this person, but these mutilations were similar to those that she did.
«Are you okay?» Jake’s face was disturbing.
«Just shocked. I didn’t anticipate this. Looked at his body if I can call this body. How person can have this perverted imagination.»
«You worked as a detective for years and saw a lot of terrible things. You should get used to it.»
«There are things that are impossible to get used to», she answered with irritation.
Their eyes met and Liza noticed in his view something which made her nervous.
«Hey, Jake! There is something else!» group of people tried to pull something ashore.
It was another corpse with the same wounds. Jake gazed at Liza, but she was pale and turned away. Now it was her handiwork. Woman saw how Jake and cops confusedly stayed near murdered.
«The killer's handwriting is different», Andrew was exhausted.
«What do you mean?», her voice was weak.
«Their bellies were cut and guts were around their necks, but I can say the first person was killed before torment, second during the torment. Most of all, who will hide his victims at the same place about which a lot of rumors. Between these murders week difference.»
«How it possible?»
«And now it’s your job. Good luck.»
Liza was tired. How can murder imitated another if he never saw his work. Or he saw? But how? She need more information, bet her head so heavy and this smell kill her inside.
« Andrew told you?» Jake was anger and Liza couldn’t understand why.
«Yes, I’m confused…»
«Wouldn’t be surprised if it's some kind of a couple»
«It’s not a couple», she whispered and feel empty in her foot.
«Why not? It’s looked like pair work.»
I don't work in pairs.
It was last think in her head before she faint.
XI Shevanyuk Caroline Task: Detective story
A murder happened on a quiet ordinary street, in a calm city at night. Victim is Hannah, she was an actress, 50 years old. Adam is her husband, handsome man, a composer, 32 years old. Hannah was stabbed with manicure scissors in her neck.
Adam was at the station, with a strange hat and clothes, as if he had stolen him from the homeless. He bought a ticket to another country and was looking forward to the arrival of a train. It arrived, but only he stepped into the train as he was detained by the police. Adam tried to prove that he did not kill his wife, but simply sipped the money and wanted to escape with the young mistress, but he had no evidence.
Meanwhile, suspicions have also fallen on neighbors. Judging from the evidence, a young woman lives in an adjoining apartment, who is also an actress, but less popular. For the police, this is a good motive for murder. She lives alone, so nobody can prove she slept when the murder took place.
Adam's young mistress works as a cleaner in a theater where Hannah performed. They constantly quarreled, Hannah humiliated the cleaner, because of such work in the theater, and the young mistress hinted that Adam is now her lover.
There are no proofs or real accusations yet, there is only the murder of a woman who has disturbed everyone.
XII Glovatska Katya
It was a rather old house. A 55 year old woman, an actress who worked with Hanna for many years, lived here. Both of them were talented actresses and close friends, so I decided that she needed to be interviewed first. Martha knew her like no other.
When I knocked on the door, there was a loud meow of cats, which came from her apartment. Martha opened the door for me and invited me inside. The apartment in which she lived was tasteless and variegated, just like herself. She has very bright makeup and a lot of jewelry. Apparently, she loves attention to herself. When Martha was making for us coffee, I noticed that her hands were shaking a little. The actress was clearly worried, I don’t know, is it because of her age, or she has a reason for nerves.
We drank coffee in the kitchen and talked. Martha began to talk about Hannah, about their friendship, about how much she loved her. The woman began to cry and sobbing, she said how much she misses Hannah and how she would miss her.
I began to tell her the details of the murder. She listened carefully to me, tapping her fingers on the table. When I went to the photographs of the place of the murder, I noticed one interesting thing.
Martha saw the photos and showed her disgust with all her appearance. She asked me not to show it to her, but the way her eyes glittered at the sight of her dead friend was impossible not to notice. I felt what a pleasure it gave her, and I shivered. I felt uneasy, I wanted to quickly leave here.
XIII Bloody Manicure by Bilokin Kate
–Have you noticed something strange? Perhaps your wife had a conflict with someone lately? When was the last time you talked to Hannah? – the investigator asked the man dozens of questions that Adam did not even hear being in a state of shock.
–I spoke to her last night before getting on the train. She came back from filming the movie. My wife was very tired and was going to take a bath before bed. That's all I can tell you. Please give me time to recover. I can not realize what happened. – Adam sat on the edge of the bed and covered his face with his hands. The love of his life was brutally murdered that night and was stabbed with manicure scissors in her neck.
He loved this woman very much. She was much older than him, and only after questioning the police did he realize that he knew little about his wife’s past. They have been married for five years, but her past remained a mystery to him. Hannah was a wise woman and always walked away from his questions about her previous life. Adam knew only the name of the films that brought his woman incredible glory. He knew her favorite flowers, the sort of wine she drank every evening, her food preferences, the schedule for the next six months and a couple of old friends with whom they spent Sunday evenings in a pub on Sixth Avenue. The man was finishing his second glass of whiskey. He became childishly annoyed that he could not help the investigation at all, because he spent most of his time on tour and rarely saw his wife. Until late in the evening he was sitting on the terrace of their huge country house and was about to try to fall asleep, when suddenly at the gate of the house he saw the headlights of a red convertible:
It is unlikely that the cops would come so late, and even on a convertible - he thought and tried to see the silhouette that came out of the car. It was a woman. Hello, Mr. Brook. Sorry to disturb you so late, but I knew that you would be at home at that time. The road from Chicago was exhausting. My name is Lucy. I am the illegitimate daughter of your deceased wife. My mother had a lot of secrets…Who else but you know that. I arrived as soon as I learned this terrible news. Let me in?
Adam stood in a daze. Hannah told him that she could not have children:
Yes, of course, come in. I'll give you some tea. I think we should discuss a lot. He opened the door in front of the guests and after a couple of minutes they were already sitting in the kitchen. Adam poured tea for the woman. Lucy took off her gloves and the man froze. She laughed loudly and said:
Sorry, I did not have time to make a manicure. I know it is not appropriate for a woman to have broken nails, but there was no time at all. Will you give me some sugar for tea? – After these words, Adam realized that perhaps something from his wife's past could help the investigation to solve the case.
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