There was a definite chill in the air. Ignoring, she continues with her work. She cannot afford to be delayed since the deadlines are near. She pauses, lifting her eyes from the laptop and shifting to her phone. A single unopened message in her inbox. "Khael" its said. Sighing, she delves back into typing. Without a warning, a rupture. She turns and hears a stabbing sound that would change everything. Her phone rings loudly where "Gabriel calling" was flashed on the screen. A pair of gray eyes, cold and unfeeling loomed into view before her. With a staggering gasp of breath she whispers "I'm sorry" before her fate had been sealed.
Even in death her beauty was absolute. One might have thought she was only sleeping on her chair with her cheek rested gently on the back of her palm beside the laptop if not for the horrid "drip drip" sound and the black pool below her.
In that night, who could have possibly murdered Sabine?
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