
Mark sat pensively on the sofa in the living room after seeing the CCTV footage.
“It turns out Fiona's suspicions so far on the artist have a point.”
He recalled some time ago that Fiona had warned him many times but never believed him, and now all his words are proven.
It turned out that the police had gone from not directly back to the police station but he headed to Elvis' house with evidence for arrest.
Elvis was sitting back and enjoying a luxurious breakfast menu like never before.
“I'm like hearing a car stop in front.”
The man had the true glory of his food and walked towards the living room.
“Police ?!” his screech was shocked when he saw from behind the curtains that came was not an ordinary guest.
“Why is that cop here?” his murmur again was still observing and staring at the policeman carrying something like a tape.
“Celaka, have I been caught burning the Mark gallery?” instantly he panicked. “No, I don't want to get caught by him.”
Elvis walked quickly after running to the back door and out of there hiding in the turkey cage next door.
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The police arrived at the door and knocked. Three times he was sleepy at the door but there was no response.
“Mr Elvis is from the police.” because there is still no response as well then the police barged into the house.
“Mr Elvis..” called the police after entering the house. “Where is he ?”
Because there was no response, the police continued to go in and check every room in the house.
“She's nowhere in this house. Is he leaving ? Or maybe run away from this house ?”
The police stopped in front of the back door which was also unlocked like the front door. He went into the back room and there was nothing there.
“Well maybe he ran away.” he said as he stopped in the living room and found a dish that was still warm but left behind.
The police then left Elvis' house after contacting his partner and saying their target had escaped.
“It looks like the police are gone.” muttered Elvis breathing with his chest after hearing the sound of a car coming out of his house.
Elvis then jumped down from the neighbor's turkey coop because all the turkeys there became noisy after his arrival.
Elvis settles into the house after making sure the condition is safe.
“haah.” he breathes heavily. “So I can't linger here anymore go.” murmured still with a trembling body and worried that the police will return to his house in a few moments.
Elvis carried all his paintings as well as some clothes that he quickly put into the trunk of the car and then glided from there quickly to where he was headed.
In the afternoon Mark drives his car to Stark Model to pick up Fiona.
“This is sir, Fiona. He is fine today and nothing happened like a while ago.” said Miss Pearl handed Fiona.
“Good, thank you miss Pearl.”
Mark took Fiona away in a hurry. Arriving in the car he was also in a hurry to drive it.
“What's the matter, why rush like this ?” asked Fiona halfway through feeling something different from Mark.
“Fiona, I'm sorry to you. All your sayings about Elvis are proven to be true.”
Fiona was stunned to hear his words. “What Elvis-”
“Yes, he was the perpetrator of the arson after the police informed me earlier.” Cut Mark off quickly.
Fiona breathes with relief, the man she suspects is indeed proven to be the culprit.
Mark arrived home and turned off his car engine. This time he did not go down even holding Fiona who was about to open the car door.
“What's up?” ask him to demand.
Mark did not answer and the man got closer and kissed Fiona's red lips.
“Mark you..”.
“mmm..” Fiona who was initially surprised now welcomes her new lover's kiss.
The two of them kissed without any fear if ever since someone had seen them.
“Gosh Mark is kissing a girl in a car.” muttered a man who is a front neighbor of Mark's house.
A few moments later, everything down from the car has turned into a wax statue.
“Didn't she kiss a woman ? But why is he out with his mannequin now?” murmured the man who was still in front of the house.