Code: RED - Chapter ONE: Eve

“So what you’re saying is, is that Julia was murdered by multiple stabs of an unknown weapon after being drugged with morphine?”Jake Reynolds asked, his bright green eyes opened wide with disbelief.

Jake and I have been best friends ever since he moved next door to me at the age of 4. He is captain of the swim squad of the school; hence the swimmer’s built, and is tall, tan and very popular in school.

He and I are both in year 11, and we hang with the same crowd at Chisvale Heights High School – we all call it CVH.

“Yes and the killer was smart enough to cover his tracks, right down to the smallest detail. No fingerprints, no blood spill, no traces of clothing, nothing,” I added with frustration, as we walked up the steps of CVH.

“Hmm, that’s going to be a pretty hard case to solve for your old man. Are you helping out again?” He lowered his voice, so only I could hear. My dad is in the CIA, but he poses as a powerful lawyer for big companies. Jake is the only one who knows about this, and about how I often help my dad with these cases.

“Yeah, I am.”

“Okay, I guess I’ll be helping as well?” He asked, slightly chuckling.

“Mhmm, we’ll talk later. Now off to our social circle,” I murmured, nodding my head towards our lockers surrounded by our “clique”.

“Hey you guys!” we said to everyone, and after everyone responded with a round of varied greetings, they continued with their talk.

“I heard that she was drugged man!” They were talking about Julia.

“I heard from someone that she was ugly before she died; with lipstick all over her pretty face!” That was partly true.

“Where did you guys even hear this stuff from?” I interrupted in mid-discussion.

“Oh from Bonnie Slates, her “supposed” best friend,” said Flora Duran, quoting the word supposed with her fingers, “She was telling everyone about the murder and all that, so now the whole school knows.”

“And now that Julia’s gone, she’s now the head of their group. And is laughing like as if Julia’s death doesn’t bother her at all! I mean what a two faced banana,” said Jessica Parker, although she didn’t actually say “banana”.

“Yeah, anyway about Julia again, how bad did the murder draw…?”

I tuned out after that sentence, I had a sudden inkling.

Could Bonnie Slates, best friend of Julia, also on the suspect list on the report, be the murderer?

It does sort of make sense, now that I think about it.

Julia always beats her to everything, from getting the best dress to getting the hottest guy. Julia was the leader of their fancy snobs club, and now Bonnie is suddenly in Julia’s place as the head.

Could Bonnie be the one who killed Julia? This was the question I was asking myself when I walked into first period English class, but I stopped, to find a place to sit. I scanned the room to find a seat, and found one next to Thomas Storme, sitting by the window. Great, another suspect from the case.

Thomas, along with his famous actor dad and world chef mum, were the newest members in our small rich town, and he has been competing with me for everything ever since he got here two terms ago. So far though, because he came in late, I was DUX for the last year. But this year, we are running neck to neck on everything for first place; sport, academics, creative arts, everything.

I walked over and took the seat, and naively hoping he would not talk to me because he is a suspect of the murder. I was also trying to force myself not to look straight into those enchanting grey eyes, otherwise I would have definitely told him he was a suspect and that would blow my cover as a powerful lawyer’s daughter.

“Hey Eve,” he said just as I was getting my books out from my bag.

“Hello Thomas,” I said, and then stupidly turned to face him. Oh no, I found myself staring at him, his olive complexion flawless, his eyes grey and mysterious, and his mouth and his straight teeth are moving…

Wait. He’s talking to me. I should listen before he thinks I am some weird person.

“…this weekend?” he was asking a question about this weekend. What could he possibly want?

“What? I’m sorry I accidentally drifted off,” Did I just say that? Now he’s going to think I am bored of him.

He chuckled and turned side on to face me, now I can see those grey eyes in full fledge. It looked like he wasn’t really genuinely chuckling because his eyes were not matching his chuckle.

“I said, did you hear about Julia’s death, and how she was stabbed by a knife many times, and I know this because my family is friends with hers. And I have nothing to do this weekend, so I’m asking if you want to go out and have a good time despite of the murder,” he rambled on with the same grin and not matching eyes. Did I really miss that much?

Wait, hang on. Can Thomas be the murderer? With his good looks, and intelligence, could he somehow have managed to seduce Julia and then killing her at her place, what with them being family friends and all?

“Oh, well sure, what do you want to do?” I asked, cautiously. Maybe if I go out with him this Saturday I might get some stuff off him. But what good would it do him if he killed her?

“Hmm, let’s go to the race tracks. I still want to beat you after you beat my time last meet.”

I laughed at that, and replied, “We’ll see who beats who.”

He smiled, “Sure, and we can eat pizza at that place near the tracks, and discuss about Julia Henwood's case that your dad is investigating.”

“What?”I said, surprised. Now all the questions that kept popping in my head screeched to a halt.

“Eve, I know your father is special CIA agent John Summers.”

What?

CODE: RED - Report

No. #358641
Name: Julia Henwood
Age: 17
Contacts: Mother- Trisha Henwood
Father- Henry Henwood
Brother- Jacob Henwood

Subject was found dead on her bedroom floor. Her face was scrawled over with red lipstick. The body has been taken to coroners for an autopsy to conclude the cause of death. No blood spill, fingerprints or murder weapon was found at the scene.

There is no mess in the room or house to imply that there had been a chase. No way of determining how the murderer got in the house as there were no broken windows or forced-open doors. No screams were heard from neighbours and no witnesses of a person running from the scene. No lead on tracking the culprit. Killer's motive is currently unknown.

Attached: Suspects & report from autopsy


Suspects
#1 Bonnie Slates
Age: 17
Relationship with subject: Attends same school. Same grade, does 5 of 8 classes with the subject
Reason of suspicion: Called by the subject on the night she was murdered. No conversation recorded. Call lasted 16 minutes 36 seconds.

#2 Thomas Storme
Age: 17
Relationship with subject: Attends same school. Same grade, does 3 of 8 classes with the subject
Reason of suspicion: Call records on subject's phone state he was on the phone with her for 3 minutes and 24 seconds on the night she died. No conversation recorded.

#3 James Hayden
Age: 18
Relationship with subject: Attending same school. One grade above
Reason of suspicion: Last dialled number on subject's phone. No conversation recorded. Call lasted 1 minute 58 seconds.

NOTE: Culprit may not be listed on the suspect list. Current suspects were all that could be listed with the amount of evidence left at the scene.

Report from Autopsy

Results show a major stab wound in subject's back. It appears to be deep, but clean. Weapon used appears to be a knife of some sort. Lots of blood should have been lost.

Large amount of morphine has been found in her blood system. Presumably drugged before killed.

CODE: RED - Prolougue

I felt the blood in my veins run cold.

Why does she do it? What does she gain from it? I kept on asking myself, staring up at my bedroom ceiling.
My phone rang. I grudgingly swung my legs over the edge of my bed and picked up.
"Hello?" I asked in a low rumble.
"Hey!" it was her, "It's Julia. Oh my god, you've got to help me with my math homework," she squealed into the phone.
Her irritatingly girly voice made the anger at the pit of my stomach boil. I delicately picked the pocket knife up from my table and ran my finger across the blade.
"Yeah?" I answered, unenthused.
"Yeah, so I was wondering if you could help me with a couple of those, like, super hard..." I started to space out. I didn't want to listen. God, does she ever shut up? What did this girl think she was, the centre of the universe?
Her voice suddenly became more audible as I decided to listen again, "...yeah, and umm, my parents aren't home..."
I almost laughed out loud. She wanted me to go over. Given any normal day, I would have rashly refused, but I was already delaying too much. He needed me. He needed me to do it. But how? If only there was a way I could get closer...
"...if you could come over and we could study together," she paused, "Hey, are you there?"
"What?" I asked softly.
"I said; do you want to come over?"
I stopped twirling the knife in my hand and smiled. Perfect.
"Sure. I'll be there."


Written by Drew
Editted & Proofread by Taylor

CODE: RED - BLURB

Murders begin to happen.
All of them from CVH.
All of them different from the last.
All of them done by the same person.
One person to crack the case:
EVE SUMMERS, Daughter of CVH's undercover CIA agent.

It is the end of summer, the cool wind hitting, the leaves turning golden, and students of Chisvale Heights return to school.
Just after a few days into the new school term, one of Eve's classmates has been found dead. With a clever method of killing and no traces of evidence left behind, it proves to be a difficult case.
She starts investigating on the death, along with some help of her closest friends.
When she finds herself going nowhere with the case, another death comes along.
Soon more murders are being committed, and Eve realises that she is handling with a deadly serial killer.

Is this murderous killer a total stranger or someone they all already know?


Written by Taylor
Editted & Proofread by Drew and Taylor (again!)

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