Ten Blades Chronicles Series, Blade of greed, Part 2

"Aaron, what in the world are you doing here?"

"Why having tea with my prospective parents-in-law, of course. It appears that you have scarred my dear girl for life. Despicable."

"Despicable? Insolent child. I should have listened to my conscience. Mixing around with bad company never does you any good. Although I never expected it to bite me in the back this hard, Some friend you are."

"All the evidence is against you, murderer."

Unable to subdue his feelings any longer, Manson pounced on Aaron and they had a bout. With the atmosphere filled with feelings as intense as their blows. Nobody else dared to move to intercept the lions' brawl. Until somebody else lost control of her emotions.

"Stop this instant Manson! You are already in enough hot soup just as it is now. Don't add on to your sentence! I don't want to see my beloved son go to the gallows!"

"We have to let the police settle this! It's the right way," uttered a semi-conscious Aaron with vengeance in his breath.

"So be it."

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"What seems to be the problem boys?"

Old man Kracky always cracked the case. He methods may have been as old as the old man himself, if anyone could tell his age in the first place. But they were surprisingly effective. He was always right. He had a knack for that. A gift from birth. That question was his catchphrase.

Manson related his side of the story first, followed by Lisa, then Aaron.

"So kiddos. It seems like Manson did it. But I need to be sure. You two could be ganging up against the poor child. I know one of you did it. My instincts say so. Does Manson have a motive?"

"I suppose that we don-"

"Halt! Hold it right there Kracky! You have no right to investigate this case. You help Manson build his cloning machine, no? You might give a biased opinion about him. The Mayor doesn't trust you. He's ordered me to take over this case."

"The Mayor has a point. I will let you take over. What's your name young 'un?"

"The name'ss Traccy."

She had the creepiest grin ever, and a countenance and a figure to match.

"Manson, I know you have a motive. Oh yes I do. There's no escaping factsss. You murdered your sister out of jealousssy. Her business was picking up. You were scared that she might eliminated you from the chain of doctors she already has in this old town. She's the best doctor around. She was my doctor. And that's why the murderer is going to the gallows."

She trot across the room. In a creepy manner at that fact. You could hear her heel come into contact with the ground every slow stride she took. The sound was spine chilling as it echoed throughout the small, soundproof room. She strode past Aaron.

"Nice disguise, sister. Glad you could make it"

-To be continued-