Eighty three: Investigation

I stared at the investigators as they scrutinized the room the culprit had died. It was almost eleven in the night, but I wanted to make sure to get what I needed to before day break. To be honest, I was so tired already, but I just couldn't risk my work, so I had to stay awake. 

I had bought this hotel a few weeks back, although it wasn't important to have it. I particularly bought it so Jill and I would spend the first day of our future honeymoon here. It was a decent and serene place for couples to relax in. The views from the balconies were so good, and I could tell that Jill would love it so much. I guessed I bought the place for her. 

"Mr. Flores," someone called my name from behind.

I exhaled faintly, and turned to the direction of the voice. As expected, it was one of the investigators. "Yes?" I replied. 

He walked closer to me, using a hanky to hold an empty glass cup. "Sir&he