crime

Detective James Whitaker stood at the homicide scene, inspecting the body as thoroughly as he could, until he figured out what had happened. With all the forensic scientists gathered around him he started to tell them what had happened," well what happened was the killer was chasing the girl through the forest, and the girl tripped up and the killer slowly walked oveeer." James made his way swiftly through the branches and twigs until he reached a large mti and took 3 steps forward, and then continued." Here, he raised his gun and aimed at the head and shot then ran as fast as he could away."Every single scientist stood shocked, their mouths wide open.

After about 2 dakika one shook out of it and said," sir, how could wewe possibly know all that?" James stared intently at the scientist until explaining himself," well Jameson, if wewe must know. Behind me are a set of footprints where the killer would of stood, then just below that kichaka over there a but of a gun is sticking out, so he would of dropped the weapon on the run. So that's how I know... please wewe Jameson."As Jameson nodded, with only the slightest bit of embarrassment showing, James decided to onyesha just how cool he is kwa leaning against the tree. Just as he lent back though he missed the mti and, with a squelch, landed in the biggest pat of dog poo any of them had ever seen.

Jameson lead the laugh at James, but not for long as James stood up heaving with anger and shouted," JAMESON! shut up and pick up that gun now!" no movement was made apart from the laughter died down." JAMESON we don't have all siku so hurry up and PICK IT UP!" his face going red with embarrassment Jameson ran to pick the gun up from the bush.James knew that always works with the scientists so after all the commotion and died down and his kanzu, koti cleaned they all went to work identifying the victim, getting DNA and looking for any evidence in the surrounding area.

meanwhile at the old, abandoned factory...
John stood against the ukuta waiting for the killer to get here. He had his pistol loaded ready for anything, kwa the time the killer got there John had his best fake smile on and his gun behind his back."Hey Ron." John alisema to the killer, the killer, called Ron, alisema hujambo back but then all hell went down." Guess what the pigs found earlier today?... no guess's well I'll tell wewe your gun." John alisema as everyone else including the leader stepped into the line of view all with pistols in their hands. " I'm sorry Ron but we have to kill wewe now otherwise we all go down." John alisema as they all raised their guns to Rons' head, then the triggers went off and Ron instantly died with a nyota shape placed in his brain.



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