Chapter 21: What has sunk shall rise again (part 4)
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Date: January 2001
Location: (redacted)
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"There's another one?" Pearl was asking as she finishes setting up the table for dinner. We've been visiting Wallace's place since we've been staying in town, pretty much just exploring and me acting tour guide, showing off the cool spots I've once hang around in with my cousin and childhood friends when we were younger.
In my defense, the two of us deserve to cool down before we get officially hitched. A pre-honeymoon, get-away trip, we're probably gonna be around till the second day of February.
Or so I hope.
"How many does that make?" I asked.
"Five," Wallace muttered lowly under his breath, eyes tired, he looked like he hadn't been sleeping well lately as he stared blearily at his empty plate like the secrets of the world can be found there.
"What about suspects?"
He barely hid a flinch.
Pearl gave me a reproachful glare.
...And a well-aimed kick on the shin.
Oh.
...Still nothing, huh?