The Devil's Whisper

Chapter 2

"Miss Fawn, they need your statement." A butler informed the Lady of the house, a 5-year-old girl who was having her peaceful breakfast.

Fawn gracefully placed the cup of tea on the small plate. "Let them in." She wipes the sides of her lips, using the table napkin. She hid the annoyance of being disturbed right in front of her food. Those bobbies, police officers, who think they have full authority to enter someone's house just because she is a little girl who has a dead butler found in his bedpost, hung himself to death with dirty female underwear wrapped on his manhood.

Two police officers entered the dining area, wearing their uniform like an honorable man. But where is the honor when they don't know the proper etiquette in an English household? The smugness of their eyes, the way their annoying lips quirked as they eyed her mockingly.

"Gentlemen," Fawn greeted them politely.

"Miss Evan," They said in unison, nodding in courtesy to her.

Evan. It feels so wrong to be called by that last name. She prefers everyone to call her with her first name. Fawn. It's a beautiful name given by her beautiful mother. Her poor, poor mother is still locked in that smelly prison.

"We meet...again," Officer Stuart smirked at her. This old man who has oval shaped face and gray hair, always tries to get on her nerves. An older man trying to bully a little girl? Typical lonely people.

"Ah, yes. Here we go again, indeed," She smiles.

"I bet you know we are here? We have a few questions for you as the Lady of this house, Miss Evan," Officer Stuart grabbed his pen and note. "Did Mr. Dexter David show any mental disability during his service? He is been serving the Evan family for 15 years. According to the information we gathered, his behavior changes when you start leading this house at the age of 3. Is that right?"

She quirk her eyebrows, amused by his words. "You gave me three questions at the same time, Officer Stuart. Yes, I know why you are here, obviously. No, I didn't notice any single strange behavior from Mr. David because I had more important things to do than worrying about servants who were paid to do their jobs. And lastly, I know every single servant in this house but you are wrong that I lead this house at the age of 3. I lead this house at the age of 2,"

Officer Stuart and his partner look flustered by her statement. But Officer Stuart didn't want to show any embarrassment as he stood on his ground. His weird sharp mustache annoyed her, hoping he would grow bald from every part of his body.

She cocked her head, eyeing the two officers suspiciously. "This is a simple suicide, officers. With your experience, you are supposed to know that. How do you think your leaders would react after I sent a report on how an easy case was being pressed as a complicated suicide case? Even an amateur officer could distinguish the answer of this case."

The two butlers standing at the corner, two maids that are also standing from her right and left side to accommodate her needs—they look unbothered by her words but deep inside, they know their Lady's words could sting anyone.

"Questioning me early in the morning and you already took another one minute time for my class, how should I provide more of your questions?"

Officer Stuart clenched his hands while his partner looked around, avoiding eye contact with her.

"Provide us what we needed, Miss Evan. I don't see a reason for him to do suicide—"

"His guilt made him do that to himself. He loves touching my new maids and I gave him warnings. The only reason I could see why he killed himself is because of his guilt, ashamed to face his mother after I told him I would tell her how he behaved in my territory. This is my honesty, answering your accusing tone, Mr. Stuart. If you are still bothered about my Uncle's death because I witnessed his death, isn't it more bothersome that you are accusing a child like me? I was only 3 years old when it happened." She ignores how his whole face turned red. "You need accurate questions for this case. Being emotional in your work would put you in trouble, officers."