SILENT WHISPER

 

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CHAPTER 1 - ROGER! ROGER!

Various burglaries happen every day. either in a house or a bank. The robberies can result in anything from the loss of a storekeeper's tomatoes to the theft of a million dollars.

Please allow me the opportunity to introduce myself as your narrator. I'm Thana Elrod, and I'm going to take you on an incredibly frightening journey.

On a very gloomy day, the sun was directly shining into everyone's eyes when the alarm went off!

"Sir, we have what is going on at the historical

center!" yells the alert.

"I'll be there right away"

As reporters congregate at the entrance of London's most exquisite museum, police officers enter and

discover an incredible event that occurred without their knowledge!

"What happened here?"

"Sir, it looks like there was a break-in around 5:00 p.m., and the culprit was a highly skilled criminal. No relics have been found”.

While the forensics team arrived, the evidence was guarded by the police. All of the evidence was sent to the forensics laboratory for further examination. The news quickly spread among nearby individuals and in a little while was known by every person in the country.

The missing shows were covered by each channel and newspaper. When the public heard the news, they were astonished to learn that a significant gift from a well-known gemologist had vanished. After additional news reports were made public, the public learned that the stolen diamond had a value of approximately 750 million dollars. The public as well as the police were devastated by the theft. The gemologist who gave the historical center the precious stone was interviewed.

"Mr. McQuoid, what is your perspective about “The Nova” vanishing", asked the columnist.

"What might occur straightaway, Mr. McQuoid?" " Even though it was worth approximately 750 million dollars, it was priceless to me, and I feel as though I have lost my most priceless asset."

After the meeting was unveiled, everybody's eyes were on Mr. McQuoid. " I think the police power ought to find whomever brought The Nova and sentence them to jail for their lifetime, as an individual who's loaded with respect, that is the most terrible discipline I can imagine."

Since Mr. McQuoid had given “The Nova” to the exhibition hall, everybody believed that Mr.

McQuoid had taken the jewel since he

understood how significant it was.

Mr. McQuoid hurried to disappear from virtual amusement not long after the accusations, which made him substantially more questionable.

After looking at all of the evidence for days, the police came to a conclusion.

The public was invited to a conference to learn about the results of the investigation.

The public was completely pleased with the outcome of the investigation.

"We have come to the conclusion that the diamond was stolen by Mr. McQuoid after putting in our long hours, even though there were no traces of the criminal left behind”. As of now, the whole gathering room was quiet and everybody was gazing at one another.

"We truly do view this as unimaginable as well, but if we examine the records, we are absolutely certain." Mr. McQuoid went to the historical

center exactly two days before the break-in and asked if a gift could be reclaimed by the person who gave it to them, because the individual no longer has custody of the exhibit once the purchase price has been paid in accordance with our policy. At the time the exhibit was given to us, the museum paid Mr. McQuoid 1.5 million pounds before it was handed to us.

Consequently, legally speaking, Mr. McQuoid has acknowledged that he stole “The Nova”; he will either be condemned to life in jail or to death”. Everyone in the room stood in awe as the police left. The news spread once more around the world, and the police departments of many other countries entered the museum to prevent more robberies.

After several days, the preliminary began, and Mr. McQuoid was deemed guilty and sentenced to death after more of his criminal records were presented to the court.

As the police led him to the "Sweat Box," also known as the prisoner van, Mr. McQuoid kept yelling and pleading for assistance and justice.

“Kindly attempt to comprehend me since I haven't taken it. James requested that I admit that there was a plan going on. Please! Help me! Reporters”. With the information that Mr.

McQuoid would strike whenever, every journalist remained back from him. On January 7, 1997, Mr. McQuoid was executed.

“The Nova’s” location was open to criminal

investigators from all over the world.

One team of investigators went into Mr. McQuoid's house and found “The Nova”, which they returned to the museum in good condition. The display lobby allowed them with 250,000 bucks as an honor to find "The Nova" on nineteenth February 1997.

Following a couple of months, things began to settle down, and “The Nova” was back in the exhibition hall with a ton of safety.

The museum instituted a policy shift and no longer accepted donations in excess of 500 million dollars. The general population was satisfied, and the police turned out to be more dynamic than any time in recent memory.

Nobody in London's streets was without their glasses during the solar eclipse. The most famous museum's alarm went off on March 9, 1997.

“The Nova” was reported missing once more.

The general public was shocked and felt sorry for Mr. McQuoid, but the police were not so sure. This time the police felt that someone was endeavoring to get recompense for Mr.

McQuoid. The suspects in Mr. McQuoid's family were raised as a result. No one was accused of stealing “The Nova” despite being questioned and searched.

People became dissatisfied and started challenging the police, but this didn't last long because the police rushed to take action against protesters.

The police arrested Mr. McQuoid's brother as a suspect in the hope that one of his relatives would either confess or pay the museum.

A call comes in about seven days after the news, and the police are left confused by what they heard.

"101, how may I assist you?"

"The N...ova..."

“Sir, I'll point you in the direction of “The Nova” investigation team”

"Hello, This is “The Nova” investigation team speaking, how can we assist you?"

"You have the..."

"Would you see any issues with talking fairly

more grounded, you are not audible" "The… wrong person"

"Sir, would you see any issues with reiterating"

"You got some inadmissible person!", yelled, "What are you referring to, sir?"

The investigation team was in awe as they stood there, unaware of what was about to happen.

"Call the police office, ask them if they can trace that call, that was the main culprit," the team leader instructed.

"Not McQuoid, me...its me...I'm coming for...He can't be freed!"

After much troublesome the gathering failed to follow the call, regardless, one of the rookies of the gathering sorted out some way to find the place of the area from where the call was made. The group endeavored to arrive at the area, yet they missed the mark.

The main thing they found was a number composed on the mass of the close by park. Everyone was left wondering whether the number was left by the criminal or by teenagers who frequent the location. A dubious letter was sent to the top of the group while additional investigation was being conducted. The group examined the letter and discovered that a jail official was requesting a list of the most dangerous and needed inmates. The group chose to affirm in light of the fact that they were dubious and thought the jail gatekeeper could have recently called or visited as opposed to thinking of them a letter. They found that the

letter was just a trick to disperse the rundown of the most wanted prisoners to a unidentified person. The group chose to disregard this startling event.

There was no sign of “The Nova” for several months. The sibling of Mr. McQuoid was allowed to leave jail and paid 2 million pounds in compensation for the treatment he got there.

The team decided to close the case and basically declare the missing jewel. The public started protesting once more as a result of their fury; This time, the police didn't do much and let people do what they wanted. After the protests were over, people gradually forgot about “The Nova” over the course of a few months.

On a typical day in the jail, inmates ate their

meals and were taken back to their cells.

"Hey, where is John?" a prisoner asked. "No idea, haven't seen for days“

We see a man bound to a chair wearing a dark sky blue shirt in a dark forest house that appears to have been abandoned for a long time. He is trying to run away with his mouth closed.

A few tears are running down his face as he tries to flee. Until he sees a shadowy figure coming toward him.

*Man yells*

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER 2 - 1998: PINE ST

 

Yes, I feel you. Why does the starting got to be so tensed, well let me warn you, this is just the beginning!

On January 20, 1998, various officials were noticed watching Pine Road in Seattle, Washington. Its 1 pm and the street is stuffed like ordinary. The police are analyzing their vehicles to guarantee that nothing turns out badly.

“So, what are you doing this evening, then?” "Nothing, simply binge watching Netflix, I surmise."

*Car entryway opens*

"I trust I'm not upsetting you, but rather we have what is going on inside the shopping center, I believe both of you should investigate it." The two cops entered the shopping center, while the other three stood straightforwardly before a bank that had been burglarized the prior night.

"Indeed, and we have data that he could come back again this evening,“

"I heard the hoodlum took 1,000,000 bucks."

 

“In this manner, we will both need to watch

around evening time too!”

“Goodness man, I vowed to take my child out this evening”

"That is fine, I can deal with it.“

"Truly, yet imagine a scenario in which the chief finds out?"

"No issues, give it to me"

The two police got back from the retail plaza.

"Hello, we have a thief on the run!" An individual wearing high contrast was taking pictures of one specific cop who will be watching this evening as officials hustled the criminal's vehicle.

The officials had the option to secure the hoodlum rapidly enough to forestall his departure.

"Okay folks, I'll leave for the obligation, have a great evening” Liam said as he sat in the vehicle to head to Pine Road and turned on the radio.

Odd clamors began coming from the radio, similar to something was shouting.

He quit any pretense of attempting to fix it, and the radio began giving him arbitrary news in the long run. The radio was the main thing that worked for that some time before it halted totally. Liam not wanting to lounge around basically chose to dismiss the radio and drive to Pine street. Subsequent to showing up at there he found two teenagers remaining close by in a restricted district.

"Hello, what are both of you doing here?" Liam asked.

"Nothing official, we just lost ourselves."

Liam kept on being pained by something in

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Verlag: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 25.05.2023
ISBN: 978-3-7554-4308-7

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