Psychocriminalist Chapter 5

Ding dong

The doorbell rang. I opened the door.

"Hello, Ms. Norton. You called for pickup, right?"

I answered cheerfully, "Yes, I've been waiting for you."

I pointed to the blue box by the door: "This one might be a bit heavy."

"Okay, the address you filled out is City Police Station. Is that correct?"

"Yes, that's the address."

"Same-city delivery will arrive by 3 PM. Have a pleasant day."

I closed the door.

"Derek, the game has begun."

After a nap, I woke to dozens of missed calls on my phone, all from Derek.

I called back, my voice lazy: "What's wrong? I just woke up."

"I'm at your door."

"You came back?"

He frantically opened the door. I walked out of the bedroom as he looked me up and down.

"Chloe, are you okay?"

Several other officers followed behind him.

I asked with a blank expression, "What's wrong? What happened?"

"The 1/27 killer has struck again. The perpetrator may have already targeted you. This time the victim was a woman, which means you might be on his kill list now."

I showed extreme terror and threw myself into his arms.

"Begin," Derek said to the other officers.

They started examining the house for traces, not even missing any dust.

Later, I was taken to the police station for questioning.