(What happened to her?)
“Hey, are you alright?” Sean asked, obviously surprised at the sudden look on my face.
“I’m…I’m fine” I stuttered and took my eyes off the n£¢klace.
Oh my God! I could feel my heart beating like a p@rty drum. What the hell is going on? What is Annabel’s n£¢klace doing at the crime scene? No wonder she returned home without it yesterday. And that scratch on her arm…
But she told us she was going for a p@rty. So, how come her n£¢klace ended up at a crime scene?
Oh, God! What is going on?
“Are you sure you’re fine?’ Sean asked and I snapped out of my thoughts.
“Y…Yes. I um…just remembered something” I said and t©uçhed my forehead.
“We’re supposed to have an important meeting with the board. So, I have to leave now” I said.
“Okay love. I’ll give you a call” he replied and pe-cked my cheeks and I hurried off.
So many questions kept flashing throu-gh my mind and I couldn’t concentrate at the office.
What was Annabel’s n£¢klace doing at the crime scene? It was strange and.only meant something was wrong.
Should I ask her about it?
No; I couldn’t.
The last time I tried asking why she missed school, it didn’t end well.
And yeah, why did she miss school? I couldn’t get to find out.
I couldn’t hold it anymore and decided to tell Esther and Renee about it.
I s£nt for them and they c@m£ to my office immediately.
“Hey, sis. wats up?’ Esther asked as she sat on my table, while Renee took the seat in front of me.
I took in a de-ep breath and kept quiet for a while.
‘Hey, is something wrong?” Renee asked and I shook my head.
“Actually, I think there’s a big problem” I said and they adjusted on their seats.
“What is it?’ Renee asked curiously.
“This morning, I had gone to see Sean before coming here to the office. And while I was with him, he showed me a n£¢klace which he had gotten from a crime scene – the ap@rtment where s£nator Zayn and his family were as-sas-sinated” i paused.
“He showed me a n£¢klace which he got from the crime scene and…girls, it was Annabel’s n£¢klace!”
A stunned silence stepped in.
“What?” Esther flin-ched.
“Yes. And I’m as confused as you guys are. Remember she c@m£ home without it last night” I said.
“But…why would Annabel’s n£¢klace be at the crime scene?” Renee skrie-ked.
“Yeah. I mean, she told us she was going for a p@rty”
“But she returned with a scratch on her arm” I said and they all paused.
“Oh God!” Esther muttered.
I exhaled de-eply and leaned forward.
“Haven’t you noticed?” I asked in what seemed like a whisper.
“Annabel has been acting different lately”.
“Yeah – especially after the p@rty when she went missing” Esther ch!pped in, fear resounding in her voice.
“First, that whole escape story of hers was cooked. up” Renee said .
“And she started acting differently afterwards”
“She asked for a separate room” Esther said.
“She wouldn’t let us re-ad her diary anymore”. Renee said.
“She spoke back at me” I also said.
“And nearly ate me up when she caught me holding her diary” – Esther.
“And yesterday morning, I caught her drooling over Royce” – Renee said.
“And don’t forget the p@rt about she eating vegetables and wearing short dresses” – Esther.
“Then, its obvious guys! Something…is not right now with Annabel” I said, almost half yelling.
“Yeah. Our little Annabel would never do all these”.
“What if that lady over there is an imposter?”
“What? Aren’t you trying to say that isn’t Annabel?” Renee asked.
“Yes, of course. Do you really think Annabel would change this much within the twi-nkle of an eye?”
“Guys,” I cut in and they st©pped talking and turned to look at me.
“I think I’ve gotten an idea on what to do to know if that’s Annabel or not” I said and their eyes beamed.