Night at the Farm

11

A week after I killed Quame, the police knocked on my door one day.

It took longer time than I expected for them to start the investigation. I thought his parents would find out that he had disappeared in two or three days.

After all, they adored their son so much.

It was Officer Morley.

He told me that Quame's parents thought he was just hanging out with his friends and forgot to come home. They did not expect that he would lose contact with them for one whole week.

Then, they went to find Quame's friends, but no one knew his whereabouts, as nobody cared about Quame's safety.

They only heard that Quame would sometimes visit my house and make a fool of me to get a sense of satisfaction.

That led his friends to visit my residential area to inquire about the residents there. But then, they realized that Quame had never left my farm again since he entered the farm last week.

Paralyzed by terror, Quame's friends hurriedly called the police.