Spencer got woken up by a loud, consistent honk of the taxi driver. He rubbed his eyes softly and put his sunglasses back on, so others wouldn’t notice his lack of sleep. He paid the driver and patted his shoulder as a way of saying thank you. While getting out of the car, he let out a long yawn, covering his mouth with his right palm. Although he was used to sleeping less than everybody, it took a toll on him nonetheless.
He walked rapidly towards the doors on Exit 3 and his body relaxed for a moment as the warm breeze of air from the conditioner blew against him.
A few moments later, after changing into that gown that confused everyone together, Spencer found himself assisting the main surgeon, his good friend Richmond. Though they didn’t talk much, since Spencer became apathetic, he knew he was one of the very few he could really trust.
“How’s the case going? Any relevant clues yet?” Richmond asked, as they carefully cleansed their hands, since the surgery had ended.
Spencer looked over at him and smiled slightly under the surgical mask. He shook his head slowly as if saying no. “Well..” he then muttered “some of them keep repeating themselves but.. I’m not done with it yet” he explained softly to Richmond.
“Well.. keep at it, mate. I’m sure you’ll find something soon, just don’t let it get to you” Richmond encouraged with a small grin on his face. It’s too late for that now, isn’t it? Spencer thought. He walked out and into a changing room. “I’ll see you around, Mondy” He shouted slightly.
Spencer changed back into khaki pants and a plain grey shirt. He stepped out and hurried down to the building’s bottom floor, where he kept Rain’s body for investigations. The hospital allowed him to do that since he paid for the room, as if Rain was alive.
When he arrived at the room, it came to his mind, that Rain had been murdered by Spencer’s father. Of course he did. He always had acquaintances. Spencer exhaled painfully, a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders. The missing piece of the puzzle was there, just in front of him, as he cut Rain’s stomach open. There were harmful, slimy chemicals all inside. The imprisoned man found his way of killing Rain. With tears rolling down his face, he threw the gloves on an empty trash can. With the body lying on the iron table, he pulled out his lighter from a pocket and burned it out.214Please respect copyright.PENANAPqAAHn7ods
Spencer called Jeannie and explained everything to her, with no lying this time. He also told her to bring a small wooden box hidden in his office. Jean soon arrived with said box and together, they put Rain’s ashes inside. Spencer couldn’t stop crying. It felt as if he was realising his brother wasn’t there anymore. For the first time, in nearly six years, he learned to let go and stopped living in the past.
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