The Moore Mysteries

Chapter 1: Pilot

It was a dimly lit room. It wasn't surprising, because well, investigating rooms were meant to be small and a bit dark which made the investigation a serious one. Why am I in this room you may ask? Because apparently well......
"Pay attention Ms.Moore! "
"Sorry...."
Well that angry voice belongs to the Chief of this police department.
Now that I am in this room, a memory reel runs through my head. The person who got me into this situation is one of my own. At this point, nobody believes me, or what I say... neither this Chief nor the person I love.
"So your name is Alice Moore and you are 18 years old....am I right?"

"Yes sir"
"Ok....so according to the law, you are not only a prime suspect, but could also be jailed, if proven guilty. Am I right?"

I knew what he was trying to do. Like a common police officer, he was trying to instigate me and get me to admit something I didn't do.
"Yes sir. But with all due respect, why are we trying to investigate a murder which took place 17 years ago and has been labelled as a 'Never Solved Case' by the media?" At this comment, the Chief looked offended and tried to ignore the comment as it was true. No chief or detective or FBI officer had been able to solve this unsolved mystery since 17 years.

"Because it is my job to investigate these kinds of crimes where every detail has a hidden secret behind it. And it is our job to find out what that secret is."

"You actually expect me to believe that?"

"I would appreciate if we left that matter for the police to look into. Also, I feel that we should be discussing more about your relation to this case than my job. Very well, let's proceed. Now, tell me Ms.Ali...Moore...were you present at the time of this murder? Please tell me without any further ado", said the Chief who was getting more impatient that ever.

" Yes, I was physically present when this happened. But I was asleep in my room because I was only A YEAR OLD! "said the suspect.

" Any proof that you were so young?" said the Chief ,who was trying his best to dig out more information and knew that was not happening.

"Yes, sir. My passport. It's original, you can check it if you'd like. But unfortunately, it was seized from one of YOUR officers."

"That's enough. Jamie, please check it. Now...Ms. Moore, what time was it when this murder took place?"

" I don't know because I was asleep."

"Alright. But did you possibly hear any screams or any other noises?"

"No Sir. I was fast asleep."

"Did the killer try to harm you in any way? Or like threaten you in any way? If yes, Please tell us in detail."

"No......I was safely sleeping in my room."

"Alright. Do you suspect anyone like a servant or remember/know anyone else who could've done this?"

"No.......I can't think of anyone who would want to do this to him."

" Did this victim have any enemy/enemies? If yes, please state your relation to him/her, their name and other necessary details."

"Ok... Is there anything else you'd wish to add? Maybe something I haven't asked or something you FORGOT to mention?"

"Yes.....actually I do have a lot to say. Which is really important. Which may help you a lot actually. But........

"Sorry Ms.Moore. We appreciate you have a lot to tell us, but we don't have that much time. The killer is out there....probably looking for his next victim. However, we will call you after a few days to narrate your story."

"THIS IS WRONG! So WRONG! You people are willing to waste your time by this little "investigation" of yours which is literally coming up with small theories, bringing new suspects into this room, questioning them and when you aren't able to find much, y'all just start creating new theories and start that "investigation" again. This is what has been happening for the past 17 years. My story is not just a story, it will mostly lead you to your killer. Please give me one chance to tell me my story."

"Fine. You've said enough already. and its the truth. We are willing to give you a chance-JUST ONE CHANCE. Don't let us down and blow your chance, Ms.Moore. but we will have to record everything you, although you have been on record all this time."

I took a deep, deep breath. I was definitely going to need it because this was gonna be one hell of a story. "My name is Alice Moore and I'm 18 years old and..........

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