Abigail - S01 E62

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Abigail - S01 E62

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 62

Emma and her team arrived at the crime scene in forty minutes.

They crossed the tape that states, ‘Do not enter’ and walked towards the people already gathered there to search for information.

Mr. Reid and his team, the prosecutor, and four police officers. The police officers were guiding the path to stop any civilian that tries to walk past the scene. While Mr. Reid was having a conversation with the prosecutor and his team members, they were examining the scene for footprints, fingerprints, and any kind of evidence. Anything at all.

“Look who we have here. You’ve finally shown up.” Mr. Reid stated when he noticed their presence.

“Good evening, Mr. Reid.” Emma and Robert greeted him at the same time.

“Good evening, detectives.” He answered. “It’s been a while, right?”

“Yeah.” Emma nodded. “Anyway, what’s the situation?” She asked, looking around for the body when she saw a body bag beside a trash can. “Is that it?” She pointed.

“Yup.” Mr. Reid nodded his head and led them toward the body bag. “We actually found the dead body inside there when we arrived.”

“What? Are you trying to say that your team wasn’t the ones who package her body in the body bag?” Robert queried.

Mr. Reid shook his head.

“They weren’t. It was shocking for us as well. Seems like the killer did it.” He shrugged.

“That’s crazy.” Robert muttered.

“I guess the killer wanted to get rid of her body but changed his/her mind or got distracted.” Emma observed.

“That could be the case.” Mr. Reid agreed with a nod of his head. “But it’s just… creepy.”

“Hmm. Murderers are getting feisty and more dangerous day after day. The world isn’t a safe place anymore.” Emma noted.

“I agree with you, Detective Emma.” He handed her a file. “That’s the profile of the victim.”

“Okay.” She collected it and went through the file.

NAME: MINTY KYLE

AGE: 22 YEARS OLD

OCCUPATION: WORKS AS A JANITOR IN SANTOS HOSPITAL

FAMILY BACKGROUND: ORPHAN

Emma went back to the other information about the victim’s occupation, her brows creasing.

She studied the name of the victim as well and her mouth dropped open as her gaze moved back to the zipped-up body bag.

Robert noticed Emma’s strange behavior.

“Emma, are you okay?” He asked.

“Rob… something is wrong. I think… I think…” She gave him the file without completing her sentence and rushed to zip open the body bag, her hands trembling as she does that.

Robert read through the file and his eyes widened in panic as well.

This can’t be a coincidence, can it?

Emma eventually opened the body bag and as soon as the victim’s face come into view, her face dropped and she plopped to the ground.

Robert looked over Emma’s head and saw the face of the victim.

He couldn’t believe his eyes.

It wasn’t a coincidence.

“How… How did this happen?” Emma stuttered, tears rolling down her face.

“What is going on?” Ginny asked no one in particular, looking between Robert and Emma.

Neither of them answered her.

There was no sign of stab or strangulation on Minty’s dead body. It was like the case of the other victims in the hospital. And that could only mean one thing…

“It is my fault. Robert, it is my fault that Minty is dead. I caused it.” She cried.

“What do you mean?” Mr. Reid asked.

Emma did not answer as she continued crying her eyes out.

Robert huffed out a deep breath, tugging at his hair as he watched his partner cry and blame herself for the death of Minty.

“Why is nobody answering me?” Ginny snapped. “What the f**k is happening here?”

“Ginny, I will tell you everything tomorrow but right now, I think it will be to everyone’s benefit if I take Emma home because she is not in the right state of mind.” Robert stated.

“And why not? Does she know the victim before?” Ginny asked.

“I said I will tell you everything tomorrow.” Robert groaned. “Emma, please stand up.” He pulled her up to her feet. “I will take you home.” He faced Mr. Reid. “Can we continue this tomorrow?”

“I don’t know what is going on. I am as clueless as this girl,” He nodded his head at Ginny. “But I don’t think it is reasonable to leave the crime scene and return tomorrow.”

“I also oppose the idea of leaving to return tomorrow.” Ginny said. “How about we call a cab that will take Emma home while you and I will continue inspecting the crime scene?” She suggested. “And then you will tell me what the hell happened.” She added.

Robert thought about it before nodding his head.

“Okay. Let’s do that.”

••••

Abby knocked on Emma’s door and waited for a response but there was none.

She knocked again.

“Emma, are you in there?” She asked.

Still no answer.

“I swear if you don’t answer, I’m coming inside.” Abby threatened, banging her fist repeatedly on the door.

••••

Abby was still knocking on the door, seeming frustrated and angry now.

“You know what, I’m comin_”

Emma eventually opened the door, cutting her best friend mid-sentence.

“What?” She deadpanned, rolling her eyes.

“Have you been in there all this while? Did you purposely keep me out here for two minutes?” Abby huffed as she walked into Emma’s room.

“I needed my space, Abby. I’m sorry for ignoring you.” She apologized, rubbing her face with her palms.

“I was worried sick about you, Emma. You returned home without saying a word to me and went up to your room. And that wasn’t even what scared me but seeing you cry… You rarely cry, especially in front of me because you don’t want me to feel bad about not knowing how to cry.” She paused. “I left you alone for three hours because I know you want ‘your space’ and now that I finally come to check up on you, you refused to open the door for me. That’s not fair, girl.”

“I’m sorry, okay? It was stupid of me to ignore you. I apologize.”

Abby examined Emma’s bedroom and saw how messed up it was. Books were littered on the floor and bed.

“What happened in here? Did you messed up your room out of anger?” Abigail asked, still looking around.

Emma sat down on the edge of her bed and crossed her arms over her chest.

“No, I didn’t. I was actually working on the case.” She replied.

“Working on what case?” Abby sat down beside her on the bed, watching her very closely.

“The current case at hand, of course. The murderer from the hospital obviously killed Minty because she knows too much and can be used as a witness for the case.” She sighed.

“I thought you were crying in here…” Abigail pointed out, frowning a little bit.

“I was but not anymore. Crying won’t solve or change anything. The five patients of two years ago, Tara and now Minty, these people died unfairly and I will do everything possible to catch this f**king criminal and make him/her pay for their crime.”

Abby nodded her head in agreement.

“I support you, Emma. Tara and Minty and the rest of my innocent patients didn’t deserve what they got.”

“Hmm.” Emma lifted her laptop from the bed and dropped it on her lap.

“So what did you find?”

“We were able to figure out the poison used.” She turned the screen of her laptop to Abby for her to see.

“Thallium?”

“Yes. Do you know anything about it?”

Abby quickly nodded her head.

“Of course. It is odorless, tasteless and undetectable poison but it can be detected when a thorough autopsy is carried out.” She explained. “Why do you suspect…oh, I know why.”

“Mm-hmm. It is the best option for a murderer.” She noted, biting her lower lip.

Abby exhaled a deep breath. “God, It feels like we are in a horror movie, you know. I wonder who is the killer’s next victim.”

“Probably someone close to you,” Emma blurted out.

Abby shot her a glare.

“What?”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to_”

“What are you talking about, Emma?” She cut her off. “Why did you say that?”

“Listen, I’m not so sure but I think the killer is killing patients that you are fond of.”

“But Minty is not my patient neither was she close to me. Besides, if I am really the reason, why then haven’t the murderer killed you? I mean, I’m fond of you and I love you more than my life.”

Emma’s mouth dropped open and she rose to her feet.

“That’s it.”

“Huh?”

“If you are really connected with all these then I should be dead but I am not. Does this mean the murderer has his/her preference? Possibly weak patients that has no chance of survival. If that’s the case then the criminal killed Minty because she knows too much. Normally, every murder takes place in the hospital but the location changed this time around…”

≤!≥I guess the killer wanted to get rid of her body but changed his/her mind or got distracted.≤!≥ She remembered her words in the alleyway.

“The murderer didn’t change their mind. Someone caught them in the act so they ran off and left Minty’s body in the body bag without tossing it away like they intended to.” She cupped her forehead. “I think I need to interrogate the person who reported the murder to the cops.”