My Little Secret ~Prologue~ I sit at my desk, my eyes getting heavier almost falling, but I can't rest, I have to much work. The only thing keeping my eyes from falling over my face is the loud clacking of the keys on my computer, looking through the files of cold case, after cold case. A knock on the door almost makes me jump out of my skin. I look towards the door, my face was probably screaming "Sleep deprived" but I say "Come in!" As soon as my voice rings in the air, a little girl, who looked about 12 walks in. "Hello, can I help you?" I ask my voice suspicious, as sometimes children will come in, for dares I suspect, and make fake cases. "I-I-I... I Know what happened in the 2013 sh00ting! Where Willow Moore was mvrdered!" She said tears in her eyes. "Honey," I say in a soft voice "I do too, poor Willow was randomly picked to be shot sadly." "NO!" She cried "That's not what happened!" I look at her visibly confused. "What happened and how do you know?" I dig. She looks at me her tears pouring down her face like a small waterfall and hitting the ground she says, "I know because I am Esme Moore, Willows twin sister, and she d!ed in my arms!" I look at her with pity in my own eyes getting lighter and more watery I say, "Honey, i understand you are hurting, but that is what happened, we have over 1,000 kids who confirmed it. It's a closed case." "I Know what happened!! And I will get the truth out one way or another!!" She yelled before storming out. I guess I should introduce myself, I am Hallie Woods, a 17 year old detective in Illinois. I think to myself 'Could this be a joke? Could her and her friends be trying to prank me?' but I don't think they could... just the realness of the interaction, the tears, the love, the loss, the hopelessness. I have to look into this case more.
