Murderer

CHAPTER 19 - Another Terror (Revised)

The 7th day of Angelica's abduction.

This morning, a courier came to the Manggala mayor's residence with a small package and he handed it to a housekeeper who happened to be throwing garbage, when the mayor opened the package that turned out to contain a memory card and the haircut — he became angry after seeing what the contents of the file inside the small square-shaped object. Mr. Freddy held onto his left chest which was suddenly painful.

The aides, who were standing guard at the door of his study, entered in haste because they heard a loud noise from the Mayor's room. They found Mr. Freddy collapsed.

Ambulance immediately came to Mr. Freddy's residence and took him to Hospital S, some expert doctors and paramedics directly handle the Mayor of Manggala, who turned out to have a mild heart attack so they had to be treated briefly in the ICU room. When Mr. Freddy woke up and opened his eyes, he was already in the hospital room with his wife and two police officers, namely Citra and Faisal. They both came because of Miss Winda, his wife who asked.

"Ba — that bastard ..." - Sir Freddy wailed.

"Please calm your mind!" pinta Citra's. She turned to the mayor's wife, a woman who was sixty years old but still looked beautiful, looking very anxious about her husband's situation.

"What's the content and how does that memory get to your house, Mom?" ask Citra this time to Bu Winda, the mayor's wife is trying to catch her breath to answer Citra's question.

"Our housekeeper who happened to be taking out the trash, received a package from a courier" she explained.

"He only said this package to Mr. Mayor, after reading the letter sent with the package .. My husband went straight into his room and I had absolutely no idea what the package was about," this woman is shriveled.

After recording the information from the Mayor's wife — Citra and Faisal will begin to ask for information from workers in the mayor's office including security guards and household assistants who received the package.

"The way one day delivery couriers work, usually they will take the package from the sender or the sender brings his own package to the delivery service," Citra said while installing its seat belt. They do not want to delay the investigation again, because it could be — this is a bright spot to find the whereabouts of Angelica.

"If the housekeeper can confirm the delivery courier service from where, it might make our investigation easier, Ndan," Faisal greeted Citra nods.

They felt the light was illuminating the case, as well as giving a glimmer of hope to the progress of the investigation. Faisal's Avanza was speeding towards the mayor's residence and upon arrival there, they immediately met the household assistant that Miss Winda meant.

Sari is a twenty-year-old girl and only five months old working as a domestic assistant in the house of the mayor of Manggala. He's the one who received the package that caused Mr. Mayorga to have a heart attack, although this girl was a bit surprised and frightened because she was visited by two police officers — she was very cooperative answering questions Citra and also Faisal.

"Can you tell me how you got the package?" ask Faisal.

The girl seemed to frown trying to remember the details of the incident this morning. "I was going to take out the trash .. The courier came and ...." Sari's story flows detail how he could receive the package from the courier. Faisal also noted the information that Sari made.

"What time does the courier arrive?" ask Faisal again.

"Hmm — may be around seven in the morning .... Will I be arrested, sir? I'm innocent, sir," said Sari in fear.

The image patted the girl on the shoulder to calm her down. "You remember the name of the expedition written on his jacket?" tanya Citra asked Sari to remember details about the courier.

He seemed to be trying hard to remember the logo written on the courier's blue-black jacket and he suddenly clapped his palm once, then replied, "On his jacket written expedition N written on his jacket, yes, I am sure it was — expedition N. The courier had opened his helmet, I had seen the courier's hair was a little shaggy, his face was quite handsome with a small mole on the tip of his nose!" Sari asserted her own testimony.

"Maybe — CCTVs were installed outside the gate of the house, recording us at that time," he added.

Sari's description is quite detailed makes these two officers immediately glide to the expedition office N, and armed with CCTV footage — then it will not be too difficult to find the courier. It turned out that Dewi Fortuna was friendly with them, when she arrived at the N expedition office, a courier who matched the characteristics mentioned by Sari and matched the CCTV footage, had just come and parked her motorcycle.

Faisal and Citra immediately met him. "Good afternoon!" greet Citra and Faisal together to the courier. The courier turned his head and looked at the two of them with a questionable look.

"Good afternoon" he hesitated.

"I'm Faisal and this is my commander Iptu Citra. We're from the police, there are some questions we should ask you."

"My name, Hadi, what's the problem, huh?" ask the courier named Hadi is worried. The image shows a photograph taken from the CCTV footage of Mr. Freddy's residence.

"Is this CCTV camera caught you?" ask Citra while showing CCTV footage on her phone. The young man in his mid-twenties nodded slowly, he looked back at Citra and Faisal with a spotlight asking for an explanation.

"Yes, that's me, this morning I did deliver the package to the Mayor's house, is there a problem? Indeed, the package was not written the name of the sender ...." Hadi seemed a little hesitant to continue his explanation.

Faisal and Citra exchanged glances. "How can the packet be sent without the sender's name?" cecar Faisal's.

"For one day delivery, the sender usually asks the courier to pick up the goods they will send through the application or phone, if not wrong, then the sender will ask the messenger to pick up the goods they will send through the application or phone, for Mr. Mayor's package we got a call at about six in the morning from a female receptionist of an apartment" Hadi explained further to them.

Hadi nodded. "Atha's apartment, belonging to the Arthasena family, next to the Green House apartment, if not mistakenly remembered, the name of the receptionist who gave the package was Bella," Hadi said.

Faisal was stunned, he did not expect, if the origin of the package was from the apartment building next to the apartment where he lived, and there is a possibility if the killer lived there.

"The receptionist didn't say anything?" Citra tries to dig into the evidence even deeper than Hadi.

Hadi rubbed his chin. "Looks I don't."

"Okay, thanks for the description. If we need your information again, we will contact you — and if you remember something about the package, you can contact us" Citra said while handing over her business card.

Luck approached their investigation. However, they themselves were not sure whether they were lucky, or whether the killer had deliberately led them to meet him.

"Damn! Why don't I feel at all if he's been hiding there all this time!" Faisal cursed himself.

The image patted his subordinate's shoulder. She smiles. "It's not your fault, he's a crazy guy, whether it's a trap, or luck to both of us."

They then went back silent on the way. Only Paramore's music was heard from Faisal's car audio.

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Artha Apartment.

Faisal's car entered the basement of the apartment. Faisal felt familiar with the basement of the apartment, he continued to look at every corner of the basement while parking his car.

"Why are you, Sal?" reprimand Citra makes Faisal jerked from daydreams.

"Oh ... uh, ti—it's okay, Ndan. Sa—I just feel ...." Faisal hung his words. The image frowned at the strange behavior of his subordinates.

They then walked to the elevator and climbed into the apartment lobby, and in the elevator, Faisal was still daydreaming. The image grew increasingly suspicious of Faisal's attitude.

"Are you okay?" The voice of Image was enough to make Faisal flinch and he nodded quickly so that this superior of his was not anxious.

The sound of the elevator clanking signaled they had already reached their destination floor. The steel door was wide open and in front of a high table with some neat-looking employees who seemed to be the receptionist of this apartment, Faisal and Citra also approached the table.

One of the receptionists greeted them. "Good afternoon, how can we help you?" ask the receptionist. A name tag was attached to her chest, Fina, the name of the receptionist who greeted them.

The image shows his identification. "We are from the police, we would like to inquire about the package taken this morning by a courier from the expedition service N."

"Package this morning? If you know what time it is?" ask Fina.

"According to the courier's information, around six in the morning," Faisal replied quickly.

"Maybe it's the receptionist on night shift, we switch shifts every eight hours. Shift that night from ten to six in the morning. Then the morning shift starts at six to two in the afternoon, the afternoon shift at three in the afternoon until ten in the evening" explained Fina.

"Usually one or two receptionists from the night shift will get a day off one and a half days" he added.

"If it's a receptionist named Bella?" ask Faisal again.

The girl in her early twenties was seen leaning her body to the side and poking her partner. "Bella's in today, isn't she?" He was half whispering to his co-worker.

The other receptionist was like reading something behind his desk, maybe their shift schedule and then he shook his head.

"It looks like he's off today until tomorrow" Fina replied.

"May we ask for the address of his residence?" ask Citra. Fina then wrote down an address on a piece of paper. Finding the person they were looking for was nowhere to be found, Citra and Faisal hoped that the investigation this time would not be as deadlocked as before.

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