Chapter 74 Seventy -Four
“Don't you get it?”
Mr. Calloway ran after me, grabbing my hand as we headed towards the car.
“Get what, Mr. Calloway? Turn a blind eye to Emma’s death just because you don't want your family’s reputation to be ruined? You must be out of your mind!”
I pulled his hand away, entered the car, and sped after the officers.
When I arrived at the graveyard, Emma’s casket was already dug out and was being taken to the ambulance.
I stopped them, had them open the casket and my baby was lying there with her eyes closed.
Emma’s body had turned so pale, but the bruises on her skin were so visible as if they were new.
Her fingers had turned white, and her left hand was clutched as if she were holding something.
In a hurry to bury her before it gets on the news, they didn't even care to dress her well. She was dressed in the pink knee-length gown she wore to my house a week ago.
Her hair was a mess, and even her legs were bent just to fit in the casket.
Her parents claimed they loved her, but they never did. She died a painful death, and the least they could do was send her off to rest in peace. But the way they treated her corpse, she would never rest in peace.
I knelt in front of the casket with a shattered heart, ran my fingers on her face, and broke down in tears.
“Emma, can you open your eyes for a minute and tell me all that happened? I promise to arrest them and kill them for you. Please speak to me, Emma.”
She didn't speak, but I could swear I heard her heart beat for a second.
And when I touched her chest, the sound was gone, and her body was so stiff and cold.
“Detective Lizzy, please relax, we will help you capture those murderers. Allow us to take her to the lab for the autopsy.”
I couldn't move from that spot on my own, until two officers helped me stand on my feet.
“Do not cover her face,”
I said, cleaning the tears on my face.
They did as I said, brought her out of the casket, and gently placed her on the ambulance bed.
“Take me to the house where you dropped her three days ago.”
I said to Matt as soon as Emma’s body was taken away.
Matt whimpered, bobbed his head, and led the way.
Just as he had told me earlier, the doors were wide open, and there was blood splashed all over the place.
Looking back at the wounds on Emma’s body, the blood must have belonged to her.
How many liters of blood did she lose? Gosh!
“Look at this, Detective Lizzy,”
Matt pointed at the stain of blood which had formed a straight line from the entrance door, leading to the inner room.
I followed the trail, and the blood led me to the bed.
“Emma’s phone!”
Matt exclaimed, hurrying towards the bed to pick up the phone, but I stopped him.
“Do not touch it, just help me scan the room for anything belonging to Emma,”
He nodded his head and went to work.
The bed was all soaked in blood, and the bed sheet and duvet were all scattered all over the place.
At that moment, I prayed it wasn't what I thought it was. If my guess was correct, she was raped to death and dumped in the forest.
“Emma’s bag!”
Matt’s voice broke me out of the nerve-wracking thoughts.
He was pointing at the corner of the bed where a mini pink handbag lay.
“Detective Lizzy, is this Emma’s blood?”
Matt asked, staring at the bed in tears.
My vision got blurred with tears too but I blinked it out of my eyes and cleaned my face.
“Matt? Come here,”
I spread my arms and hugged him tightly.
“I can't believe Emma is gone, we've planned our future, Detective Lizzy. Emma and I would study so hard, and she would become a Detective like you.
If I knew she was going to die that day, I swear, I would have stopped her from coming here. I wouldn't have brought her here, and I would have reported her to her parents.
But I was such a fool, and Emma will never forgive me for sending her to her doom!”
Beeep!
My phone went off, and Matt pulled away from me.
“Where are you, Lizzy? I told you to stop doing this, but you won't listen to me. Now what I am running from has happened!”
Mr. Caloway shouted over the phone.
What nonsense is he talking about?
“It is on the news, Lizzy! It's all over the place that my daughter was dug out of the grave and taken away. No one knew she died, no one!”
Mtsss.
I cut off the call, turned off my phone, and threw the phone in my pocket.
Is he worried about his reputation? Then he hasn't seen anything yet. I will make sure more of it gets on the news and everyone must know the kind of father he is.
I slid on two gloves, picked up the bag first, and emptied the contents on the bed.
She only had a powder, a lip gloss, eyeliner, and a wallet containing some cash and her ID cards in there, nothing more.
But there was a pen in it, which means she must have come along with a notebook. Emma loves messing around with a notebook just to take notes of different things.
Those idiots must have seen it and taken it away.
I picked up her phone, but it was locked.
“Do you know her password?”
I asked Matt who was looking at me curiously.
“It's my name with a heart at the end.”
I wrote it as he said and the phone unlocked.
However, as I was about to navigate through the phone, an officer broke in.
“Detective Lizzy, the result is here. These are the information of the fingerprints that were found on her body, and this is the result.”