COVER THE TRACKS

It was midnight in the city of Miami, but the city was still awake. The police force was all over the city. Mr Paul’s wife had organized a search party to look for her husband. Police helicopters were moving around the city, shining their blinding lights on the roofs and doors of every house in search of the doctor. The city was in a serious lockdown, and no one was allowed to go out after reaching home.

Ashley drove into her garage after a long drive and stepped out of her car, massaging her sore neck, and yawning in exhaustion as she stretched her hands in the air. She sauntered to her front door and opened her handbag, looking for her house keys. She touched the keys and grasped them, but she also saw a broken phone on the floor.

She narrowed her eyes at the phone and looked around before squatting to pick it up. She flipped the phone, glancing at it.

"Hmm, who must have thrown away such an expensive phone?" She muttered to herself and tapped the screen of the phone, but it was