1 The Forgotten Letter
Detective Black sat at his cluttered desk, the harsh fluorescent light casting long shadows across the worn wooden surface. His fingers traced the edges of an old, faded envelope that had mysteriously appeared on his desk that morning. Unmarked and sealed with a single drop of red wax, it seemed out of place amidst the stack of case files.
Curiosity piqued, detective black carefully tore open the seal, revealing a weathered parchment within. The letter, written in elegant script, bore no name or address. It began:
"Detective Black,
You are about to uncover a truth long hidden in the depths of this city. Beware the shadows that conceal both secrets and danger. Seek the forgotten alley behind the Riverside Cafe at midnight tonight. The answers you seek lie within."
Puzzled and intrigued, detective black glanced at the clock. It was already late evening. Despite the strangeness of the letter, an unshakable feeling pulled at him, urging him to follow its cryptic instructions.
As the city lights twinkled outside the window, black made a decision. Tucking the letter into his coat pocket, he prepared to embark on an unexpected journey into the unknown.
It was his work which he was doing from past 5 year and have never experienced something like this. Since he come to this country he was meeting one after another and now only his mind was in two things "who the person he is because if headquarters then they would have sent me a code..."
Detective black famous for solving the toughest mysteries in the shortest time and that's what his record.
Alas , he still have questions! But didn't think twice and locked his door taking his pen.
An unique and the one he was gifted by her teammates on his first achievement. This pen not only writes but record audio and visual.
With a sense of anticipation tinged with caution, Detective Black carefully stashed his essentials into a worn leather satchel. Flashlight, check. A small notebook and a backup pen, check. He ensured the unique pen, his treasured tool, was fully charged for whatever lay ahead.
As he left his office, the city streets buzzed with their usual nocturnal rhythm. The Riverside Cafe stood at the edge of the old town, its cheerful facade a stark contrast to the mysterious instruction that led him there. He glanced at the cafe, taking note of its quaint charm, trying to imagine what could lie beyond its seemingly ordinary exterior.
Moving through the winding alleys, the city took on an eerie quietness as the midnight hour neared. The forgotten alley loomed ahead, dimly lit by the flickering glow of a lone street lamp. Shadows danced on the walls, lending an otherworldly aura to the scene.
Detective Black's mind raced with questions. Who had sent the letter? What truth awaited him in this secluded spot? Yet, an unspoken resolve propelled him forward.
As he reached the appointed place, a sense of anticipation mingled with a cautious wariness. He paused, glancing around for any sign of movement or presence. With every passing second, the anticipation coiled tighter within him, amplifying the thudding of his heartbeat.
The clock struck midnight.
And then, from the depths of the darkness, a faint rustle broke the silence.
The sudden appearance of the shadow, only to reveal it was caused by a mundane event, eased Detective Black's tension momentarily. But the strange, wolf-like voice sent a chill down his spine, stirring a mix of curiosity and caution.
He strained to discern the source of the eerie voice, his hand instinctively reaching for the pen in his coat pocket. Its familiar weight brought a sense of reassurance.
As the voice trailed off into an unfinished sentence, Detective Black hesitated, weighing his options. The letter's cryptic instructions echoed in his mind, warning him of both hidden truths and potential danger. Yet, his curiosity drove him to unravel the mystery.
He steadied his breath, reminding himself of his expertise in navigating unforeseen situations. With a silent resolve, he opted to stay hidden, observing cautiously, ready to act should the need arise. The night held secrets, and Detective Black was determined to uncover them, one way or another.
He decided to peek through the small hole between the bushes to see the person behind it ... He bent more down and let the mud and him sees as one.
A black coloured lether shoes , wearing clothes like some elegant models with a best physic and both probably get the height of 7 feet !
He decided to let them go and then he will search for the clues before its get the dawn.
Detective Black observed the towering figure from his concealed vantage point, noting the imposing physique and the enigmatic elegance of the person. The gleam of the polished leather shoes hinted at a meticulous attention to detail.
Despite his instinct to confront and inquire, Detective Black opted for caution. The person seemed formidable, and the late hour amplified the intrigue of their clandestine meeting.
With the figure moving further away, Detective Black seized the moment, silently slipping out from his hiding place. He scanned the area, seeking any clues that might unravel the mystery behind this peculiar rendezvous.
His eyes caught a glimmer near the spot where the figure had stood. A tiny object lay on the ground, partially obscured by the shadows. Detective Black cautiously approached, his keen investigative skills on high alert.
Beneath the dim glow of the nearby street lamp, he discovered a small emblem—a symbol etched into a tiny pendant, glinting faintly against the pavement. The intricate design seemed unfamiliar, hinting at an unknown affiliation or group.
Tucking the pendant safely into his coat pocket, Detective Black knew this newfound clue could be pivotal. With the night fading into the approaching dawn, he hurried back to his office, his mind already racing with possibilities and deductions. The truth was within reach, and he was determined to unearth it.
He get in without wasting second remove his clothes and it was hanged on the stand.
Black races the mind and take sticky paper out he wrote merrily every single clue he could find and draw a rough sketch he put the pendant and the seal of the old wax and saw the similarity between the two. The seal of letter was old and the pendent was in dusted like old the seal was of single red wax but the stone between the gold craft was blood red. This led him to think more widely and remember the talk one sentence which says
"He will find if he knows the...."
