Clueless Detective

Micah, wearing an intent- screaming face, hastily meandered through the sizeable crowd at the shopping mall without looking back nor the sides. Pola matched Micah's pace but from a distance. Micah made a few swift turns to the ladies' convenience rooms. The latter observed the former’s every act and turn – she vowed not to lose any more ground from the assailant. She was determined to catch- up with quick steps. The goal was to corner Micah and interrogate her. But she was nowhere to be seen.

Pola cautiously but vainly entered and searched each and every convenience room for Micah. A sigh of exhaustion escaped her mouth as she scanned the last room. Hopes of getting first hand first-hand information from Micah regarding any possible involvement in Ivy’s murder were fast fading away. Pola remained rooted in the convenience room vividly perplexed. She was not ready to walk away empty- handed but there was little to no light at the end of the tunnel. But there she was – Micah, the viciou