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The demolition site stretched out before them, a jagged reminder of what once was. Half of Kelly’s childhood home had been reduced to rubble, though the portion nearest the main road still stood.
Fmished
It would be some time before the crews reached this part, but Kelly could already see the inevitable.
Oscar and Melody stood beside her, their presence a confort in this place so steeped in memories.
This was the home where Kelly had shared countless moments with her parents, a place that no longer felt like home.
“Wait,” Oscar’s voice cut through the silence. He surveyed the doorframe with careful eyes, his instincts as sharp as ever.
The wood was darkened, scarred by years of weather and time, and the door handle was coated in ash and dust. “Someone’s been here recently.”
There were clear signs of disturbance, the dust on the handle still fresh as though someone had come by only a short while ago.
Yet, Kelly hadn’t returned until now..
“The killer likes to revisit the scene,” Kelly murmured, her voice bitter. “They probably think they missed something.”
Oscar nodded. “I’ve heard the Lynches tried to pressure the developers into moving up the demolition. Guess they’re starting to panic.”
Indeed, the Lynches had reason to be nervous. The land was under the control of the Lockharts, but it was the Hardisons handling the demolitions and infrastructure. Sidney Hardison, the older brother of Caden, would not be one to accommodate Clarissa’s wishes.
Oscar snapped a few photos before motioning to Kelly to be cautious as she reached for the door.
The door groaned as it opened, revealing the living room. The floor was marked by a trail of footprints, evidence that someone had been here multiple times.
“They didn’t come just once,” Oscar said, his voice steady but firm. “They came to erase something.” Oscar stepped into the room, his gaze sweeping over the mess–empty walls, a ruined kitchen.
“The fire started here, in the kitchen. Old wiring combined with a gas leak.” He had read the case files thoroughly.
“If this fire was really an accident, why keep coming back to destroy everything?” Melody’s voice held a quiet certainty, an understanding that was too clear to ignore. “They’re trying to cover their tracks.”
Kelly’s words were soft, filled with the weight of a realization she had known all along. “They’re scared.”
Tears, unbidden and silent, slipped down Kelly’s face as she stared at the remnants of what had once been her warm home, the place where she had lived with her parents.
“They wrecked the bedroom too. The closet–burned and shattered beyond recognition,” Oscar said, his voice lowering in an effort to shield Kelly from the full extent of the damage.
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“Kelly… don’t look.”
But Kelly pushed past him, her steps determined.
Finished
She walked into the room where her parents had spent their last moments, and she finally broke down, her sobs heavy in the air.
The signs were unmistakable. When the fire began, her parents had tried to block the door with damp bedding, possibly to shield themselves from the flames They had even tried to escape through the old safety window.
But for some unknown reason, the window–despite its dilapidated condition–had remained closed.
No one had escaped.
Apart from the damaged window, there were no other signs of struggle, no marks that indicated an attempt to escape.
Oscar knelt down, pointing to the floor where dried bloodstains remained. “The coroner’s report says it was carbon monoxide poisoning. The gas knocked them out, causing them to fall. That’s how they sustained the injuries.”
“Oscar, Eric had your parents cremated and buried without delay,” Oscar said, his voice heavy with sorrow. “Now… without the bodies, uncovering any trace of evidence is nearly impossible.”
From what he had observed at the scene, it was clear this wasn’t a mere accident–it had all the markings of a murder.
Yet with the years that had passed, the majority of the evidence had long since vanished.
“It’s alright,” Kelly said softly, her fingers curling tightly around the steel of the security window. “If the law won’t serve justice… I’ll find another way.”
Oscar’s gaze darkened as Kelly’s words hung in the air. “Kelly,” he said, his voice laced with concern. “Please don’t go down this road. Your parents would never want this for you.”
Kelly turned her eyes to the horizon, her voice barely above a whisper. “My life is too valuable to waste,” she murmured, her tone distant as if speaking to herself.
Melody, who had been quietly standing by, reached for Oscar’s arm, giving him a sharp shake of her head. She knew better than to argue with Kelly’s resolve.
Seaville Hospital.
Kelly walked into the hospital with a determination she hadn’t felt in weeks. She had requested a psychological evaluation herself, and after passing with flying colors, she had been cleared to return to her duties.
But it was clear Beau had other plans. He insisted that Kelly undergo additional training–before continuing her work.
“Did you hear the news? Dr. Yeager is back, and they’ve made him Dr. Sunderland’s assistant. But get this- Dr. Sunderland was Dr. Yeager’s junior. They even interned together! How is that even allowe” It’s like
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letting a student be in charge of the teacher! It’s just wrong.”
Finished
“Oh, that’s nothing. When Dr. Yeager went to join the peacekeeping force, didn’t the director arrange for his daughter to marry Dr. Gray? And Dr. Gray’s wife? She’s Dr. Yeager!”
As soon as Kelly stepped into the hospital, the air seemed to change. Gossip rippled through the halls, spreading like wildfire.
“Kelly,” Yvonne snapped, her voice sharp with authority “Did you check on the patient in bed 236? Why are they so unresponsive?”
Yvonne, though Kelly’s junior, carried herself like a seasoned doctor. She was also Regina’s cousin, and with Beau’s backing, she ruled the halls with an air of untouchability.
Beau’s decision to pair Kelly with Yvonne was no accident–he was pushing Kelly to the edge.
“If you’ve been through trauma, if you’re struggling with your mental health, maybe you shouldn’t be here. You could make things worse for the patients,” Yvonne said loudly, ensuring that every nurse and family member within earshot heard her words.
“Can someone who’s so messed up really be trusted with patient care?” one of the family members whispered, casting an uneasy glance at Kelly.
Kelly placed the patient’s file onto the nurse’s desk with a steady hand, then met Yvonne’s gaze, her eyes cold and unwavering. “I passed the hospital’s psychological evaluation before I returned to work,” she said evenly.
“Are you questioning the process? In my four years here, you’ve made 13 medication errors, lost patient records, and even recommended useless health supplements to patients‘ families. So, Dr. Sunderland, if anyone’s incompetence is in question, it’s not mine. Perhaps you should take a closer look at your own skills.”
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