8 Chapter 7- order@0.03 Diminished

His words keep replaying themselves through my trash of mind, I was looking like some pathetic alcoholic and I m on the way to my room, I let out the long holding sigh , which I had been holding onto for long time, the mysteries behind K's anatomy had now grown to another intoxicating level,

it is not a detective plot , and either I myself am not the detective, but one think ! Just one thing ! I want to know this time was that I should call Nolan Because , these whole things seemed not convincing me showing up to Emerald Conclave .

The distraught end alley, and the murder of Hislop Coleman is a new thunder shock for myself, I better knew that after getting to my room at 5 a.m , the presence is all foggy here mustering up ,

I m paddling around the dry fallen leaves and their crackling sound is no where to be heard, may be because of moisture, my mind is captured by his obnoxious frame again, that tall 6 feet clock tower height ,

the man with hazel eyes and locks falling over his symmetrical face, he was erupted like Adonis of Homer's odyssey, may be granted by the boon of underworld

Gods, I m saying this because !

He eventually told me that he is not a murderer as if he could barge in my mind and can do a psychic reading, like an oracle! How could he even know that I thought if that bowler hat man was him, because his auto tune had been way similar to that of the murderer , who confessed his crime to me, and at both the time ,

I was standing out there as a moron, it was all alchemic, now my mouth is making a big ho ! Because my body lacks slumbering , and I afraid to get lost in the class of psychology , well I m just trained to have experience in rationalizing the behavioural adaption of human and children, Mr. Walter sanders, our psychology professor, was very elite and calm , he doesn't bothered himself to be a scarecrow and haunt students like a crow,

By the time of 5:45 , at morning still away from the reach of sunrise, the clouds are all grown up black beards today, I just rolled my eyes and unlocked my apartment, well ! I was out and thank god !

I can't risk out leaving Juana being alone, while she is capable of protecting herself, as she is too fierce like a lioness and very quick to action, but still a sleeping lion is even too weak then compared to an awakened dog!

After completing my morning routine, I just forgot that my herbal toothpaste had been came to end and the bathroom mirror needed to be cleaned, because it had been misty with droplet marks left over it, blocking the reflection of virtual image of mine, again Juana had been sleeping like a fleeced baby , not even aware of the page 3 murder that happened yesterday's night,

she is even alien to my disappearance from the room, I immediately after my quick to get stinging cold shower which was very impersonal unlike the others which are silvery meteoric, was plain, After coming from a short shower,

I warped the check blue towel around my damped pelting skin , and headed to closet for my clothing , it was a blue tight jeans and a broken white Mary top , my hairs are having a serious hair fall problems, when I saw seven -eight strands fallen over my head over towel,

Well I will pay the attention to this later, now ! I had to make a hasty lunch, I opened the fridge, and guess ! That there's nothing which we could eat , a bunch of spinach, some spring onions and just some mushroom, and I m thinking here, to fixed the on going groceries,

if I could get some beaten eggs, I would come up with an omelette, I scrambled the eggs and pour its yolk to the bowl , adding bell pepper, and some garlic paste, I think it would be enough for both of us, and I could use the fillings of mushrooms and spinach with cheese, that's fine! So , I had to practically drag out Juana ! She is such a sleepy ass!

"Hey ! It's 8 of the morning, pick your skimpy ass together and wake up !" I yelled at her, I mean she was sleeping with a half open mouth, and after hearing my banging voice, she just make some irritating moves and I threw a pillow to her, which she used as her earmuffs,

Oh ! Lord, she is such a pest ! When come for rising, My head is stuck, then after folding out the omelette with turner and dishing it to my plate, I switch on the television, and immediately my fingers snapped to the News section, it was TVE3 , and I saw two reporters, well ! They both were of around 40, or the second one was less, they speak off!

" The big murder mystery unfolds in the ground of Rougesage, Welcome to the News channel TVE3, myself Tom Mathew and my anchor Jerry Parker" , the one news anchor addressed to the other man who was with spectacles, I searched for my omelette, but my plate was empty, I don't care, I just want the news,

"Recently , the murder of Very rich and elite businessman , Mr. Hislop Coleman had been executed while, the situation is much disruptive to describe, but Coleman was fatally shot around his head,

while he was being in a sexual position, with his supposed Mistress Agatha miller, as per his bodyguard, Taylor, reported to the Cops, they said, practically the murder happened between 11:30 to 12:30, a.m , at Emerald Conclave , st. Lincoln street,

the Coleman had successively accounted as one of the most affluent business tycoon by Ireland Gramato business groups , and was among the top 14 firms which reportedly made to capital funding, apart from this he was a widower man and had no child, to inherit his vast property !" Tom finished his reports and looked for Jerry to continue with his information.

"Thanks, tom! Cop had been scrutinized to the crime scene, well speaking to Agatha miller was the highest paid stripper from the best hotel of Rougesage Merricon, one of the luxurious hotel with sparks of elite associated,

She was 23, years old as compared to Hislop who was 56, she had her monthly income of 2988 euro, which really a big shot for a young age, while I think Hislop had been sometimes considered as a Manwhore,

but that's a point, that such a high profile person was shoot out at his own farm house in Rougesage, by some anonymous,....wait ! Sorry to disrupt but Our team had been requested to broadcast some important news immediately ,

and Jerry's voice strangled in a phobic manner, a little frown came , while a man was picturized in the Television,

"Holy shit! This was the same man! " I cried a loud !

"What happened ! You are bestowing too much !" Juana , came from god knows where and almost made me jump out of panic,

"You almost, scared me ! Don't you have to be quiet , and oh! So you were the one who sneakily ate my Omelette, how dare you ! Sleepy ass, " I showed her my fake anger, to which she just laugh out, and started throwing hands,

"Okay , don't act like a cry baby, well it's not new, you make , I eat because I love your taste of fingers, Fuck in your dreams, they are completely tasteless, so I do a favor on you by eating your trash!" She said with a smirk glowing upon her harking face, I lowered my eyes to her and mumbled her a curse, to which she laughed.

"That Coleman had been doomed, my lord that fucking fatty , he can't calm down his small friend down there, look what he got into ! Naked murdered with a 69, or Bandoleer, I m sure he was just too agile for clasp or tominagi, hey what if he had been with her in Glowing Juniper !" This woman right here standing in front of me is very queering kookie !

Well it was a bandoleer, I smiled inwardly , how correctly she had unknowingly told about the position, but then i remembered that I had to shout at her on the top of my lung so I jerked away my own fantasies,

"Miss. Graves shut the filthy mouth of yours , don't you have any shame imagining the sex positions between the Hislop and Agatha !"

"Like who is telling me ! Miss . Lockhart did I had to make you remember about the steamy make out of yours and Nolan ...at the beach.."

"Just ! Shut up Ju! You are now extending the things in wrong direction, look they are broadcasting something , well tell me one thing How did you knew about murder because tomorrow night you were sleeping and I....." I asked her and diverted the topic from my make out session with Nolan,

I had hidden the fact that I was out at night and had meet two strangest people, in which one claims to be the murderer of Coleman while other claimed to be innocent, I was trembling with the audacity of these twos,

"And you were out for whole night ? Right! Do you think I m a fool or some enzymatic person, I knew it. From beginning that you sneak out, why didn't you told me, I was half awake, and where you had been this whole night , were you been at Nolan's?" That's very bad, that I had been exposed completely in front of her, but again, it was not my fault, I can be out side somewhere,

"No, I had been to O-Senorina !" I told her but a half truth, I can't even mentioned the name of K, either she would be yelling uselessly .

"Oh , that spooky cottage bar,how many times I had to told you that it is nothing but an old wartorn cottage and the boring tales they used to web, what they said, well ! Welcome to O-Senorina , we offers you love and this bar is Hadid's monument, blah ! Blah , stupid people !" Juana hated the O-Senorina , but I loved the O-Senorina , And I can't even raise a flag to her, I let it go, I can't withstand this fight, and again I paid attention to the news,

A man appeared on the screen , and my breath just stuck upon their arteries , I think I was suffering from some bronchial infection, because my neck was choked, and all I could feel was a fear, a deep fear which cannot be limited,

it was out of my positive vibes, even my forehead appeared beads of sweat, my heart was exploding and my feet goes down weak, because on the screen , it was the same man who had met me outside the Coleman's Mansion, that one who owes a Harley chopper, was there on National television,

"Crimes are done, criminal are not Satan , they are not the gorgons, but they are human, and it is the most terrifying thing about the human that they are even worst than a Satan, even a Satan accolades in feet of ous,

I m Blestain Gorgonzola, My sweet name is Gorgon , and I had slayed the bullet from my pistols from hell,

My Falconi-Cabella version 0.02undead , I m a centaur with a stylized bow, whose bow aims back, that means my Falconi had one trigger away from the grief of reloading , just one clutch and the person sleeps to darkness,

I m not mortal so don't try to catch me, my fate had been already decided by Serpenus Cauda constellation and trust me, every inauspicious marks can be easily founded in my body, and they say serial killers come from Sagittarius's arrow, and guess here I m , catch my prey because my residence is in hell

And I sing in heaven! Hislop hath been meet up with his destiny , his death was not a sudden muzzle flash but his death was a bona fide to this contemporary world ......Moth is destined to burn, a sacrifice is destined to be slained and my Phoenix is about to its ash , its rebirth is forbidden by the almighty lawmaker ." and I was just stunned, while he was bickering ,

I looked at his teeth but they were not the teeth but the Metallic jaws , which had been replaced by teeth, his eyes hold a shades of Prouddemon type, all of vintage era and here hair were long enough to reach his shoulder, he had still that bowlers hat on his head, his earlobes were large enough to hold a scorpion earring,

his black pirate coat, his voice was almost thunderous every words had a warn! he was looking like a Dracula who had been just awakened from his cremated coffin, he was not a mass murderer , neither he was some psychotic or personality disordered person, but he was something else , some Jaquar with a loftness....