#Flashback

"Sorry, my bad" Clara chuckled as she apologized.

"Jeez bitch watch it!" Carly snapped

"Bitch?! I apologized already" Clara retorted

"You stepped on me"

"..and I apologized, but bitch? Take that back" Clara snapped.

She had accidentally stepped on Carly's foot while rushing to get to the elevator.

"You prefer to be called a slut?" Carly chuckled

"Too bad I ain't like you" Clara smirked

"Did you just call me a slut?!" Carly gasped

"I pretty sure I didn't mention that word in my speech earlier" Clara grinned enjoying the anger on her face

Ding! Sounded the elevator as the doors whooshed open

"See you later neighbor" Clara rolled her eyes but Carly went after her pulling her by the hair

"Trust me, you don't want to get in my black book" she growled 

"Jeez, let go" Clara winced in pain knocking her hand off.

"You're sick Carly, I don't know what this is all about, but I'm determined to have a blissful day ahead of me and you or no one can ruin that" she spat and walked off.

#flashback_ends

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"Potter?"

"Potter?!!" Wheeler yelled when potter kept mute, then he heard a click and a photo dropped in immediately

"What the hell is going on?" He muttered staring at the photo.

It was Carly in a pair of brown boots, exactly the type found in the footage.

"Potter?"

"Yes sir" he answered.

"Follow the lady" he ordered and potter nodded before ending the call.

He followed Carly closely while wheeler got ready for a little digging around.

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"Baby come down for lunch" Alicia yelled

"What! You too" she sighed when her two kids came running.

"I know you guys are feeling bad about your dad but missing school? Let it be just for today" Alicia smiled.

"It's not because of your husband" little Kathy muttered

"What?" Alicia asked

"I said it's not because of your husband!" She sounded alot louder.

"When are you going to refer to him as dad" Alicia's face dropped

"He is your husband, isn't he?" Andrew, her first child and only son spoke.

"Was though, he's dead" Kathy giggled.

"I'm only home cause I feel like it" she said

"Me too" seconded Andrew

Kathy was named after Alicia's best friend which happens to be Ellie's aunt. Kathy is fourteen while Andrew is seventeen. The two had grown watching their parents argue each day and their so-called dad abuse their mom, when he left them to live on his own, they were so grateful though they took turns in visiting him even though they didn't want to. They couldn't understand why their mom won't file for a divorce but would want to remain loyal to a man like Mr James Cavendish. 

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Ellie kept pacing around the room, Clara's in jail, Tyler's has agreed to help but that's not all is it? She smells conspiracy, she's sure it's a planned act, but why would they want her sister to take the fall for it.

Clara is an outgoing girl but she's certain she has zero friends. It can't be jealousy, "I mean, no psycho would just walk in here and kill a man to get back at Clara?" She thought but then it still made sense.

She walked straight to the door and ensured it was locked before entering into her room, she took out her journal or her big book of mysteries as she calls it and set to work

She held the pen in her hand but she didn't know what to write, she had no lead or idea where to start.

"You're no lawyer or detective" her conscience would say

"It's my sister we're talking about" she hushed it

"I might just help out the lawyers so this stuff can be wrapped up quickly, who knows what they're feeding her in there" she sighed.

"If this man was killed, there's every probability it was one of the neighbors " her brain began working

"But he's a manwhore " her mind chirped in

"Right! A manwhore, it could be one of his many sluts or an assassin disguised as a slut" she smiled happy with her progress.

"Explain her DNA?" Her mind said again

"Right! So its not a slut" she cancelled her first analysis

"It still could be one, Clara works at a bar like you do, she meets all kind of people" her mind reminded and she sighed tearing out the page completely

"God this is not working" she groaned

"Whoever got her prints and DNA has either been in here or had a really close contact with her" it clicked and she bolted off into Clara's room.

She stood by the door staring around for over two minutes, "why am I here?" She asked herself and it clicked again

"Right!" She stepped and started looking around. It might be a really stupid idea but she was checking for any missing stuff, this ain't her room nor her property, there's definitely no way she'd know all her sister owns or find anything missing... Or is there?..

Ellie walked steadily towards the bedstand, she kept staring at it not knowing why. I mean, that's the exact bedstand that has been ever since they moved in and yup! She found it.

Clara's favorite mug was missing!! 

She always leaves it there no matter what and loves drinking from it.

"So someone was definitely in here and must have taken it!" She smiled with her progress. "Who?" Was the question now.

Only Clara had the answer to that. She rushed back to her room and threw a jacket over her shoulders, grabbing her bag too, it was quite chilly outside.

She flagged down a cab the moment she got out and headed for the station.

"Miss Brooks, I have a feeling we're gon be seeing you everyday" the receptionist flashed a smile

"Well thanks to you guys, I have to spend a couple of bucks to..talk..to..my own..sister" she clenched her teeth with a fake smile.

"She'd be with you shortly"

"As supposed" Ellie rolled her eyes before leaving.

Soon she was sitting opposite her sister who was smiling at her.

"Why are you smiling?" She asked

"Would have killed you if you missed visiting for a day" Clara replied.

"I went into your room" Ellie started

"Why?" 

"I figured whoever planted your prints in there must have been to the house and taken one of your things or had a really close contact with you" Ellie whispered

"So what did you find?"

"Your mug.. your favorite mug is missing" she smiled but Clara kept staring at her.

"Don't tell me you don't get it?"

"The mug's broken" Clara sighed

"Huh?"

"The mug broke like a week ago so I threw it out, hadn't got a new one yet" Clara said and Ellie felt this heavy chain around her waist as she was pulled back to square zero.

"Is that all?" Clara asked

"Spoken with Tyler? The lawyer? Any news on that part?" Clara pressed

"Yeah.. I talked to him..

"And here's your lawyer" Tyler said as the door was opened for them.

"Y'all got ten minutes left" the officer announced

"Hi, I'm Cicely... Cicely Holmes" the woman who seemed to be in her early 30s introduced

"How did you find me?" Ellie asked Tyler

"Uhh..."

"I needed to see my client first" Cicely butted in.

"Yeah, that... Plus I figured you might be here" Tyler chuckled.

TBC...