Chapter nine

She knew she saw the right thing. How would she not know what a woman's back looked like? She was a woman herself so it's very unlikely that she won't know what a female's back looks like.

She also saw that the woman had waist-length brunette hair.

“Whoever you are, I'm going to get you” she whispered to herself.

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Hadassah sat in her dimly lit office in the night, most of her co-workers had gone home, including Isabella.

The glow of the desk lamp casted long shadows on the stacks of case files piled high around her. The room was heavy with the scent of stale coffee and the weight of unanswered questions. She had been working tirelessly on the mysterious case of the missing people week after week, losing sleep, only to be met with dead ends at every turn.

The victims, all seemingly unconnected, had vanished without a trace. Days passed by, and soon their lifeless bodies were discovered in front of the abandoned building, some were even found the next day. Their bodies disc