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Chapter 4
    Something fishy
    I had the perfect excuse to go back to the station, after my parents rash behavior I would need to have an apology at the ready. I mean, if you fight in the police station be glad you weren’t arrested.
    I entered the police station, looking for anyone similar. I felt a tap on my shoulder and whirled around to find the boy I was looking for.
    Cadence.
    “Hello again, Destiny,” he said. “What brings you here?”
    “I just wanted to apologize for my parents rude behavior.” I explained, trying to not get Nawawala in his deep blue eyes.
    Cadence nodded, flashing me a dazzling smile. “Always noble I see, but we aren’t pressing charges, I’m surprised the broke after all this.”
    “Excuse me?”
    “Well,” Cadence paused, eyes scanning the room. “The police aren’t really doing a very good job of finding the killer.”
    “Aren’t you a police man?” I asked.
    Cadence grinned deviously, “nope, I’m a detective.”
    “Don’t really see the difference,”
    Cadence rolled his eyes. “I just moved here about a few years back, and just a taon nakaraan did these people let me in to work.”
    “How old are you?” I asked.
    “Eighteen, sweetheart, nineteen in a couple of months.”
    I nod, “I’m seventeen.”
    Cadence nodded again. “I know.”
    “What do you mean you know, we just met earlier today.”
    “I’ve been searching in the case ever since it happened, and there was a lot of files of you and your family.”
    “What?” I asked, alarmed.
    “Your family has a record, your parents were very naughty children, and your sister upset a lot of people.”
    “And me?”
    “Surprisingly, nothing, your spotless. A bit strange, but not surprising.”
    “How?” I asked.
    “You weren’t the one that pushed things too far,” he replied simply.
    “Can I see the files?”
    “Have to work at the station, and get permission from the chief, or we’ll both be in trouble.”
    I nod, Cadence studies me. “You didn’t come here to apologize did you?”
    “Yes, I did.” I lied.
    “Your lying.”
    “And you know that how?”
    “Oh, I just know,” he says mysteriously.
    I’m starting to get annoyed so I ask the tanong I’ve been dying to ask, before I chicken out. “Will you help me?”
    “With you sister’s death?”
    I nod, “it seems that everyone has ibingiay up on the case except me.”
    “Of course I will,” he says. “But first…”
    He takes my hand and leads me out the door, I am yet again stunned and do nothing as he maneuvers his way through our destination. After awhile we stop, and I look up, bewildered.
    “Something’s fishy,” I said.
    Literally.