THEODORE Smith was sleeping in his flat when he has suddenly got a phone call from his boss, Nathan Hills. He frowns in displeasure and answered the phone. He hates it when someone disturbs his sleep.
"What?!" He growled impatiently.
"Shut up, Theo!" Someone answered back with the same intensity and the frown on Theodore's face cracked as he became so confused. Nathan, being just two years his age, has never sounded so angry.
"I'm in a terrible mood today and I don't want to deal with your annoyance! We're at the church where Rosalie Meadows is getting married, we need you right now!! Jackson and Christian and the pathologist and almost everyone are here expect you!" Nathan growled slightly and with that, he ended the call.
Theodore took three long minutes looking at his phone before he grits his teeth and pulled himself from his soft bed. This has to be better important or else I'm blowing up! He thought dangerously, going into a bathroom.
Soon, he changed into a comfortable set of slacks, a white shirt button-up shirt with a black vest to fit in. He brushed his hair as he put on his loafers, making the decision to stop by in his downtown cafe.
He quickly grabbed his car keys and phone and thundered out the door in the most astonishing speed you can get and grappled in his pockets for his watch and sucked in a deep breath, entering his car and turning it on, driving out the gate and then turning on the radio.
"Hello everyone, this is Astoria News and we are sad to inform you that the glory of Astoria, Rosalie Meadows, CEO of R2 MC and the daughter of the Meadows family, is reported to be found dead right on her wedding day. If you need anymore news, please contact this number..." A voice was saying from the radio and Theodore just stiffens, parking in front of the cafe, and he eased down.
Great, another murder, more work.
Most importantly, out of all people, the victim has to be Rosalie Meadows, glory of Astoria!
Theadore scoffed to himself, getting out and entering the cafe with a forced smile on his face, catching Leila staring at him shamelessly, already twirling her raven-colored hair seductively, a cat smirk on her face.
"Hello, handsome!" She purred slightly as she wiggled her fingers at him. "As usual for today?" She meant his usual order, a cup of latte and a box of donuts as always.
Theodore looked up from her chest and a shameless smile appeared on his face. "As usual, as always." He winked, licking his lips and Leila giggled, leaning towards him.
"You know, I could always be free, any night." She whispered seductively and Theodore tightened both his lips, hiding in disgust. He was just flirting with her just to make up for the lost time, and he doesn't want to do anything with her.
"I'll see about that." He replied back with uncertainty, and she didn't even seem to hear though as she scribbled something, in her notepad and tore out the page and slamming it down on the counter his way and going into the kitchen.
Theodore blinked hard on the number on the paper, scribbled in dark letters. Then, he took the paper, putting it in his wallet, and sighing as Leila barged in, holding a cup and a paper box of good smelling and cream-filled donuts that made Theodore want to knock out of pure happiness. He took the order and payed gladly.
"Haven't you heard about the murder of Rosalie Meadows? Bet you're going to be on the case?" Leila said, her eyes dark in a weird way. "I'm sorry for his twin sister."
"Twin sister? She has a twin?! I thought she sometimes dye her hair and put eye contacts!" Theodore exclaimed, freezing in pure embarrassment, scratching the back of his neck.
Leila looked at him as if he was deranged and smirked. "You're such a little pathetic boy, god knows why he made you a mere detective."
Theodore gritted his teeth. "Mind you, I'm one of the best detectives out there." Leila raised an eyebrow at Theodore's ego and smirked even bigger.
"Anyway, I'm still waiting for the call!" She giggled (which wasn't a cute sound to Theodore's ears at all) and waved him bye out of the cafe.
His phone buzzed of a lot of messages from Nathan and he growled. I can't even eat my breakfast now! He thought as he drove to the church at high but safe speed and his hand will often grapple a donut as he bit into it, almost moaning about how it was so delicious.
He instantly reached the church and it's a bit quiet, too unnerving for Theodore and he brought his breakfast inside, spotting a group of people inside.
"THEODORE, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?! I'VE BEEN CALLING YOU EVER SINCE!! WHY DIDN'T YOU PICK UP?! IS THAT DONUTS?!" Nathan nearly jumped on him out of rage but Theodore looked so unconcerned by everything around him as he silently finished his breakfast.
"I can't believe the nerve of this guy, just a murder happened here and he's eating!" A light voice muttered and he frown, setting his eyes on a brunette with a cute face and sharp jaw, blue eyes and a cute little nose. A feeling stirred within him but he has to compose himself and maintain a coldness around him.
"Good morning, everyone." His voice rang loud and clear and he looked around as he set his eyes on a familiar someone...this is the same person that crumbled him. This fact made his heart shook and he looked away. "I'm sorry for being late, I needed to get breakfast. Where's the body?"
He hasn't even seen his two friends.
"This way." Nathan nodded over to him, and pulled him to the dressing room and entered. He spotted Christian and Jackson as they watched over a sobbing red-eyed now tear-stained face blonde and her dress and face was stained with dark red blood.
"Hello, Theo." Yvonne Hampton came as she shook Theodore's hand. He looked at the tired looking pathologist and his heart hurts upon seeing his friend like this. His eyes looked looked over on some people as he catches on a cold blonde man and stiffened.
"Enough with the formalities!" A woman snapped at Theodore, making him frown. She was a natural beauty with cat-like big brown eyes, a perfect shaped face and the aura around her screams luxury.
"Samantha." It was the same cold blonde man who threatens warningly, shutting her up and turning to Theodore, crossing his arms. "I never really expected such a famous detective like you will take joy in coming late at a important time like this! My fiancée was literally murdered! We're going to get married today!"
"Chase, stop!" A woman with platinum blonde hair said, unwaveringly eyes just boring into Theodore's soul. "Morning, I'm Natasha Meadows, the mother of the victim."
"Morning." Theodore shook her hand with a tiny smile. "I offer my condolences for a tragic event. But I promise I and my dear colleagues will find the killer and bring all the justice you deserve."
"My, what a kind boy." Natasha looked so pleased. Theodore locked eyes with her as he stiffened and looked away. Not now, as well as not ever! He composed himself.
He spun around. "Yvonne, the corpse?"
Yvonne gestured with her hands and she led Theodore into the bathroom where the water and blood was washed off and then, he laid eyes on the blue-colored girl, limp and cold due to death. Her wedding dress was stained with dried blood and so is her neck, her platinum blonde hair over her peaceful face.
The crying blonde behind him choked out a sob and muttering out loud, "She can't be like that...why is she dead? It shouldn't have been her. Why her?"
Roseanne took a look at her dead sister.
She looked beautiful laying on the floor, like a fallen angel from heaven and the thought made Roseanne realize that she lost a sister, a best friend, and a person she could always count on all because of a silly abrupt change.
"Did you get information leading to her death? Any signs of how the victim died?" Christian asked Yvonne with narrowing eyes, looking sympathetically at Roseanne that the look made her feel so weak as she shivered closer to Lisa.
"Apparently, no." Yvonne looked apologetic. "This is the very first of many cases I've dealt with that the murder is so gory yet clean. But all that I know is that she's been slashed by something sharp at the neck which caused her to die in a few seconds."
"Time of death?" Jackson frowned.
Yvonne looked at him. "I can't say."
"What about the security camera?"
"We tried to check but apparently, it's been hacked to shut down and smashed so we have no hope of what happened in the room." Natasha said. "Or even though anything that might lead to clues."
"But there's something!" Yvonne said so suddenly. "There was a problem with the power box and it gives us something that the killer probably tampered with the wires and caused this very room to black out."
"Fantastic, send the forensic team and let them check for fingerprints or anything so we can go ahead with this murder." Theodore said and spinning around to face Natasha. "Where's Mr Meadows?"
"He wasn't here earlier but he's coming." Natasha then ignored him, going to her other daughter and patting her back now softly, muttering something to her.
"Good, because we're going to interview only the people that has a close bond or relationship with the victim." He said as he watched some people getting Rosalie into a body bag. Then he brought out his phone and dialed a number. "Joelle, I'm so sorry that today's your day off but this is surprisingly urgent? Oh...you know...I see. Bring the files over then, we're going to lead a investigation."
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How's the first chapter? What do you think of Theodore? Leila? Almost all the characters here?
Nathan - Namjoon
Yvonne - Yerim/Yeri