Deconstruction by Catherine Tramell

Author:Catherine Tramell
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: Catherine Tramell
Published: 2023-02-08T00:00:00+00:00

Snatched

I

screamed so loud my own insides felt rattled. I heard the thumping of hurrying footsteps on the stairs. Max had heard my scream. She was coming. The entire room felt shaken as I stopped screaming like it had heard the touch of a human voice after ages. Max ran toward me and was sitting in front of me now, shaking me. She was saying something.

Even though she was sitting right in front of me, she felt out of focus, her features blurred. She shook me and shouted at me, but everything felt distant. All I did was stare at it. Max, finally noticing my gaze, whipped her head toward the direction of my eyes.

Upon seeing it, her own tense shoulders slackened, and she just stared at the hibiscus flower sitting there atop the corpse of a sparrow. The sparrow was still oozing blood, and the flower still looked fresh. It had not been long before she left. She could still be in the house, but I doubted that. She was too smart to take such an unprecedented and stupid risk. Max herself seemed to be lost and in shock.

She shook herself back to the present and turned to me. “Did you see her?” I shook my head. Max sighed exasperatedly and then nodded. She gave me a hand and got me up. I was still in a daze, unable to comprehend my own circumstances. "Go and get cleaned up downstairs; I will call Detective Ocon and Nathan."

I heard what she said and nodded mindlessly before beginning to trudge downstairs, diary still in hand. “Wait, Victoria.” I stood still without turning around. “What is that in your hands?” I did not care anymore about hiding things from her or her keeping an eye on me. “It is my father’s diary. I found it on the roof.” I knew she did not understand what I had just said and wanted an explanation, but for now, she let me be.

I was grateful for her understanding. I trudged downstairs, unaware of my surroundings. I heard rattling coming from behind me. Was that Max? I heard Max following right after me with a phone pressed to her ear. I realized it was my phone. In my daze, I had forgotten it in the attic. "Hello, sir, sorry for waking you up at this hour.

Something has happened. You need to come here right away. I will send you our live location. You should also bring officers for sampling; there might still be something of value lying around like thumbprints, a piece of fallen hair, or a broken nail." Detective Ocon said something indistinct on the other end, and then Max nodded and cut the call.

Then she dialed someone else. “Hey, Nathan. Sorry for waking you up from your sleep. You must come here right away. I will text you the location.” She cut the call immediately, refusing to elaborate any further.

Max made me sit down on the living room sofa as she went to check the doors and windows and confirm Hannah was not still in the house.

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