Chapter Two

Bloody Love Story

Part One

A month ago, a new detective named Scott was aboard the seaside town. But now, he was sitting on a train which leaving the small wired town. It has been a nightmare for him to come here for a month. Now he was able to leave, and no one knew what had happened to him, and no one believed everything he said. It was his first impression about Mrs. Martha. Also it was a week after he came to the town.

The situation begins Mrs Martha called the police station with crying. She said their children had dropped into Rust Lake accidentally while playing. She asked us to help her as soon as possible. When Scott received the call, he wanted to tell the sheriff immediately, but he found that the sheriff was still not in his office. His disappearance has been going on for days without any reasons, Scott was new, so he asked other guys and finally find out most people choose to ignore because they all know it. The question of authority is too great to be touched.

Mrs. Martha's voice was off and on and accompanied in some noises. Scott and another officer drove to the lake, the alarm time was 5 p.m, and her two children salvaged and found it at 9 p.m. It was a boy and a girl. Both of them were small and looked like they were asleep. Scott's colleague who appeared to be an actor unreliable policeman. He explained to Mrs Martha that it was late and they were all off work, and that someone would deal with it tomorrow. Scott saw that he had no patience and no desire to stay, so he decide to stay with Mrs. Martha.

She looks tall with a classy dress and wearing beautiful vintage jewelry. The designs on the cuffs are mysterious hand painted embroidery. Guess the figure under the dress was a crime. She has white soft skin that she shouldn't have for her age. Her skin would broken like a glass if snagged. The little bit low neckline creates a collarbone line and draws attention to her face. I could see her blue eyes swelled with sadness also hide something eles. She is a mature beauty but disturbing, I thought that. She brought the children to the lake to play, but it was unexpected that such a terrible thing had happened. I asked her what she was going to do, there were tears in her eyes, these shook her body she even couldn't speak clearly so I only could that is pat her back gently. As soon as she calmed down, she whispered to me. Of course I didn't assured her to go back herself. I insisted on taking her home.

When we arrived, she invited me in for a sit. "That's my husband, and he's traveling alone now. He's a fanatical climber, and I'm not good at that. You know, so I never go with him." Explained the lady, when Mrs. Martha saw me staring at the big photo on the wall. The furnishings in her house were so luxurious that they were different from the rest of the town. You could read that they have a stable life. Scott speculates that they should not have been part of this remote seaside town before. She made me a cup of nice hot coffee which should be good coffee beans. Then she sat down with her own coffee, and I could see that her hand was still shaking. "I'm sorry for that." I opened my mouth first to break the ice, broke the stress of uncomfortable scene. Because I wanted to say something to make the lady who had just lost two children feel better. "I just feel like I'm dreaming. Maybe when I wake up, I will see my Jenny and Jack again." Mrs. Martha saying. She was so unfortunate that thing happened to her and her husband didn't stay with her at this time. She has to let her own face all those misfortunes alone. She might watched her babies fell into water until sink to death, but with powerless she couldn't do anything.

Oh god. Can't she swim? The idea popped out of my head. I almost miss it. "Ma'am, you can't swim right?" The words just came out casually without planning. She was obviously surprised to be asked but then she reacted. "Oh yeah, yes, I can't swim, so I just...... I can only watch them sink. My mind was blank at that time, it took me a while to call the police for help. I'm so stupid, so fool, that all my fault !" Her emotion was excited again, I held her by my hands firmly and pat her back to comfort her. This poor, fragile woman who just lost her two babies. Maybe her husband will give her more extra comfort and caring when he comes back.

Part Two

The next morning I was at Mrs. Martha's house and pick her up to the lake. The bodies of the two children were cordoned off, they were being covered with cloth. Mrs. Martha leaned her head on me,she's in bad shape and her eyes were swollen red. I totally understand her feeling. But her body had a smell that made me happy, let me in, did she go out last night? I didn't make much care of it. "Detective Scot, I've already got in touch. Can I arrange my children to be buried?" Mrs. Martha asked. "Of course, ma 'am." I nodded. At this time, I saw the sun rise, and in order to prevent the sunlight from directing the bodies, I decided to transfer the bodies to the shade of the tree.

I was shocked when I uncovered the white cloth. Last night recalled, my colleague was hurried to leave and I had to be with Mrs. Martha, nobody saw the bodies's appearances. I go up to the body and forced myself to look at it closely, found something wrong.