First Clue

Keevah

I carefully raised my head and looked at my mother who's handing me a small business card. I took it and slowly put it near my face, enough for me to see the name written on it. Just like my mother said, the woman's name on the card is Melissa Forshay, Chief of Staff at the famous model agency, Fayra.

Fayra is one of the biggest model agencies that scouted only the best model here in our country, model agencies like Fayra tend to keep unique and outstanding beauty on their side. That's why their agency is far better than others. But who is this woman? Seeing my little frown, Kye walks near me and peeks on the business card.

"Auntie, don't tell me they're recruiting her?" My mother's eyebrow arch before walking towards me. She probably won't know what Fayra is, she's old money and only thinks about is her work. In short, she's a workaholic. She's working two jobs every day for us to have money and so that I can study without any worry.

"For what?" I turned my head and hastily stared at the guy, standing near me. I could see his bright smile from here and the way his eyes sparkle stops me from punching him on his stomach. He's smiling without knowing what situation wherein right now, of course, he doesn't need to know what are we up to.

"Fayra is a famous model agency, what is this business card if they're not recruiting her?" Just as how he usually is, Kye is babbling again like, nonstop. I put my arms on my chest and fold it, looking rather strangely at my childhood friend, Kye Heartlock.

"Turn your heels now, and go home. I'll buy you snacks tomorrow." I make a gesture while saying this to him, and he's just doing it like a lost puppy. There's no time to waste, my mother said that she's with her child. It's not polite to let them wait for nothing. I smile at my mother and open the door, going straight to the guestroom.

The house is neither small nor spacious, it's just a regular space for two people so it's not that hard to memorize the blueprint of this house. The houses in this village are almost similar that it's hard to figure out where your house is if you're new, fortunately, our house is the last in our area.

I heard some sobbing inside the guestroom and waited for a second before knocking. In the province where I used to live, knocking while the business inside one's room is ongoing is rude. Chatting and hugging that's what they're doing when I open the door. It's already late but it seems like the child can't sleep right now.

"Good evening, I'm Keevah Davis." I politely reached her long slender hand and slightly shake it. Unlike mine, her finger is soft and white as snow. Just how the hands of a model should be. I walked toward the bedside and sit beside her while the child is lying on the bed, hugging her stuff toy.

"Hi, I'm Melissa Forshay, Haniel Forshay's sister." We exchange glances before proceeding with our business. Looking at her, she seems full of energy but if you looked carefully, heavy eyebags are visible on her beautiful face. She must be staying late after Professor Haniel's death two days ago.

"What can I do for you?" I smile at her and glance at the child on the bed. She's listening to us, is that okay? Worried, I look at Melissa but she just nods her head, smiling at the child.

"I need you and your friends, please come here tomorrow." She handed me a card, I don't know what is it but it looks like a wealthy woman can have so I didn't ask further as she seems in a hurry. After that, she carried the child and walk toward the doorstep, she stopped and look again as if she wants to say something but didn't.

Mother said: "Goodbye" to her and the child before going back to the living room, leaving me hanging. My mind is filled with so many questions all at once, I didn't even sleep a wink because of that and now I'm here at Kiera's van, dozing off. Just like our plan, we tried connecting every evidence we got yesterday but couldn't make a connection. It's as if we're missing something just like a puzzle.

"The police almost caught us yesterday, luckily Prince got an excuse." Annaliese laughs, holding her tummy. Is that funny? I want to ask that but I just laugh it off just everyone else. Cody opens his eyes and grumbled. "That dirty meat vendor caught us, we almost got killed!" His half shout made us stop laughing.

"Let's be serious. I heard from the police that there are no fingerprints found on the knife and it's not even used."

"How about his cause of death?" Kelsey asked. All of us leaned in closer to Prince, eyes widened. I don't know but how is that even possible? The news said there are five stabs on his body. There's no specific location on the news but from the information Annaliese and Prince said, the knife used is a butcher's knife which is why Cody's group came there to look for something.

"We don't know yet. I'm certain that the police won't say anything to us." Prince mumbled, lowering his head. Maybe he's thinking that we're disappointed. Prince Williams is smart and he loves mystery novels. That's why he's not aware how far his information got us, even though not so much, this piece of information might be important in the future.

"Thank you for that Prince," I said, giving him a thumbs up. Everyone smiles at him and ruffles his neatly kept hair. It's annoying how cute his dimples though I have two as well, his dimples are cuter.

"Cut the drama, we're here!" Kiera who's driving quietly since this morning shouted, her excited voice reverberated inside the van. Waking out sleepy brain cells at once. We hopped off one by one and saw a very huge mansion filled with roses. It's as if we're filming a romance-comedy.

I looked around, we're not even there. A huge wooden gate towering our small bodies suddenly burst open. It's weird seeing these wealthy friends of mine letting their jaws drop. I know it's way too extravagant than theirs especially mine but I don't expect them to be this shocked. The Garden was full of roses, the house is full of lanterns.

"This way please, Madam Melissa is waiting." Hearing the word "Madam" makes me guilty for letting her sat and lay on our small bed last night.