The End

Knock! Knock!

“Sir, are you there?” Alwin called out loudly by the door. There was no response, but he noticed the door was slightly ajar.

Alwin slowly entered Vandolph Fedora’s office, looking around cautiously. Seeing that the room was empty, he walked over to the police chief’s desk and placed the thick folder his colleague had asked him to deliver. As he set the folder down, his eyes were drawn to a fancy-looking brochure lying on the desk. Curious, he picked it up and started reading. It was a wedding invitation, though oddly, it didn’t have a name on it indicating who it was for.