The Journey Unknown( In Search Of An Ex)

Don Marcello, Mystique Investigator

Don Marcello, Mystic Investigator

A call came which threw him up. It could be anybody.

He unhooked Maria's hand and gingerly kept it on her leg. Her Left leg.

He picked up the call and dived into the restroom as it was the Crime Officer on the line.

"We have a kidnap and murder case now at our hands. Would you please, make time to come very early tomorrow morning? As you are now our mystic investigator. " he said, the first two sentences were said with all gravity and the last sentence was a confession and a wish.

He looked at the time, it was five to four ante meridiem. He ate himself because of his companion. Unexpected companion, unwanted companion.

He stole a look at her face, it resembled the face of a girl who died in love.

It was the opposite. It would have looked like the face of a girl who died without love.

She had done everything a girl needed to do to win a man, to lure a man into sex.

Don cast another look at her--24 years and a half-dressed--in underwear knotted at the hips with the same color as her bra(yellow background with green flowers) It only covered one-third of her breasts.

Is it a sin to satisfy her? Is it not a sin to bullshit her?

If Don Marcello were not on a mission, all these questions wouldn't have risen.

Let the rain fall now! He approached the bed and looked at her. No. When she woke.

She did not wake until he wanted to close the door with the silence people used to pass through a lion's den. She woke, almost wounded herself to catch up with Don Marcello.

"Sorry. I thought you were asleep. " Don Marcello pleaded, feeling her head where she hit the door frame.

She was breathing hard: Oh I would have missed him.

"Go dress up in a jiffy. " feeling sympathetic, Don Marcello told her and waited for her inside.

She was in her dress. " We will go shopping today. " Don Marcello told her.

They drove away. At the police station, he parked under a tree. A Senegalese tree and gave her an instruction. Don't come out, leave the A/C on. But you can lower the window. If you don't see me before 6, take a picture of the car and go wait in our chalet.

He was in a striped suit with a gun that had a silencer inside his suit.

He saw the CO and IPO.

"See the case. " the CO told him, " a girl was kidnapped and it is alleged she was raped before being shot. That was roughly thirty hours ago. Our men made arrests in a place suspected to be the criminals' hideout."

"Was there any information connecting the place with the crime at hand? " asked Don Marcello.

"Yes. However, the problem in the investigation is analyzing with insufficient information to act upon. And this is what I want you to look into because, as I am, DPO Clems, I keep my records clean. "

"Yes, " Don Marcello nodded.

"In law, instead of an innocent person to suffer injustice, better let all accused free. "

"Yes. " Don Marcello agreed.

"But, how long will all the accused be let free because of no sufficient evidence? " He said, "This is one of the reasons the crime rate multiplies in this country. " saying that he said. "If you can fish out the culprit, I will fire the person, I will not take him to court! "he said

"Take him to court," said Don Marcello. "Let us obey the rule of law," he told him.

As Don Marcello mellowed him down, he told him. " Those crowd outside, they are people coming for the case, some with their lawyers.

"How about the case of the fire incident? " Don Marcello chipped in.

"Yes! The case will be over, I believe tomorrow. You did a wonderful job. Shake me! "

They shook hands.

"The management has seen the facts of the case, the truth. It was not a sabotage. Why tomorrow was to conclude on the careless driver and his motor boy. "

They rode out in a police van. A pick up.

The car rode into the town, into the streets until it stopped. People were still people around the place where the kidnapping took place.

The CO marked the place for him.

"That was where she was kidnapped"

They told Don Marcello.

From the spot, the Pickup followed the trail of the kidnappers as told by the eyewitness.

The last road was a close. Sloping and sloping down to a dunghill.

That was where butchers discharged animal refuse There was a signboard there.

They disembarked and took the right flank.

Don Marcello began to observe footmarks on the low-lying grasses.

"Police had entered this place."

"Yes. Our men answered CO Clems.

Don Marcello saw other footsteps, not the police boots, and began to study them.

He didn't want them to see his gun, he would have pulled off his top and given it to the IPO to keep.

He stooped, tracing the two footsteps. He saw another pair of steps and the third was a pam(sandal)

Two men with two pairs of shoes, one fellow with one side of a pam sandal.

He traced the steps, a pair of bookmarks were not moving in order. The other pair were moving in an almost regular pattern.

He saw the ashes of a cigarette.

He noted another cigarette ash along the way of the footmarks in a regular pattern and the other pair of footmarks making irregular marks on the sand with the mark of the pam and a bare footmark.

The two seemed to be struggling. One lost one pair of his pam and the owner of the regular bookmarks seemed to be smoking and feeling confident. By his regular pattern of stepping and smoking in the face of crime. "He is a smoker of nonmentol."

"See the pam! "the IPO's eye caught it. " See another one! "

They were inside the grasses.

"Oh. It is completed. The victims. Check the sole. Ladies. Flat soles. "

Don Marcello lit his cigarette. How man today? Almost one full pack. He quit smoking donkey years ago. Love is powerful. One can acquire heaven and earth, but without love, I mean, love between man and woman, everything is nonsense. Nonsensical.

Did he believe, he loved Melissa like this? To leave the comfort of his home, his business, and everything to embark on an unknown journey? Now he is solving a mystery.

Whodunit?

Is Don Marcello going to solve this mystery?

Don Marcello lit his