Retaliation Queensany

Chapter 41.

"It's disgusting!, it's really disgusting!," exclaimed a voice from the police officers when Yekka had just arrived at the police station.

"Right!, maybe she's an insane woman, let's go and carry a baby's bones, whether it's her child or it's her victim, too," the sigh of a female officer was so creepy as she looked at Pio who continued to hold her baby's bones in the holding cell.

"Then, what was the motive for killing Mr. Albert?, did you guys get the bright spot?" asked a police chief as he came with Yekka at the time.

"We still haven't got the certainty sir, but the fingerprints on the knife clearly belong to the two women" said a female police officer, leaving Yekka a little frightened.

What if Mastany is really the mastermind of all this?, what will happen to his parents?, Yekka lamented inwardly.

"Then what about the bones buried there?," asked the police chief making Yekka so astonished at his hearing.

"Ja-cadaver?, in the basement?," cried Yekka so in disbelief, the chapter during his work there he never knew it.

"We are still investigating this case, sir, as these two cases are two different cases" the police chief explained.

"The woman who owned the body is thought to have died hundreds of years ago" said a female officer reading the provisional results of their investigation.

"Woman?" cried Yekka even more shocked to hear her.

For a moment his memory arrived to remember the words of Mastany about the history of Queensany in the castle.

"Did you know anything about all this?" asked the police chief, recalling that Yekka had been working for a long time in Albert's family.

"To my knowledge, no woman lived in the castle until Albert was willing to live there, and the basement was never once open for more than 300 years," yekka explained her opinion.

"Then, what does that mean?" asked the police chief, hoping for a bright spot in his case.

"Queensany!," exclaimed Yekka instantly making all the members of the police stunned upon hearing her.

...***...

"Are you sure Yekka?" asked William in a voice so softly as he spoke to Yekka from the hospital phone.

Somehow his hunch says that his wife and child have not yet known his desire to investigate the mysterious woman's case.

Because when he heard the name Queensany called, he immediately felt all the sources of trouble as if it came from the princess herself.

You've been saying Queensany's name since you were a kid, and you've always been pissed when Abi told you the history books about Queensany's bad record. It is no coincidence that the name Queensany came back to the surface as you wanted it to be long ago, inner William as he walked back towards his wife and children.

"I want to get some fresh air" William said for a moment to make Serril object.

"Do you want your health to decline?" lamented Serril angrily.

"Had Ummi, let Abi breathe a sigh of relief for a moment, didn't Abi?," said Mastany made William seem so nervous at the time as he looked on without turning away from the child.

"What are you talking about son!," exclaimed Serril disagreeing with the princess.

I know where Abi is going, Abi don't have to worry, I won't stop Abi's intentions, instead, I will open the widest possible path so that Abi's research is successful and later he can clear my name as Queensany. I will not lose even though I will later be proven guilty of your mouth is Abi, the inner Mastany staring at the Abi until completely lost from his sight.

...***...

"Where is Yekka's body?" exclaimed William as soon as he reached the castle, right in the basement.

He was so impatient to see for himself the body that was thought to belong to Queensany, the greatest architect woman who was written in many history books when he was working.

"Isn't this the father of Miss Mastany?" asked the police chief, staring at William, who had arrived there uninvited.

"Relax sir, I asked him to come, he has the expertise in the field of history that we need today," yekka exclamation anticipates if William's existence is so unwanted by the officers who exist.

"Alright, if he can help, please," said the police chief immediately paved the way to where the skeleton Queensany suspected had been found.

The glasses that used to accompany her work are now back she uses when observing the skeleton that is in front of her.

He continued to observe and rubbed the skeleton even with an old hand that did not stop shaking while moving.

"He doesn't need a record or a history book?" whispered the police chief so astonished when William was plunged into his case at the age of no longer young and may have been senile for a long time.

"Relax sir, all the notes are in his head" said Yekka without turning a single look at William who was showing his youth skills.

Slowly William's hand touched the skeleton of the hand and head before him.

But like her with the naked eye alone she will not be able to recognize the figure of the woman in front of her.

"It's so hard, how can I recognize it only with a skeleton that has been dry and hundreds of years old," complained William but did not show that he had been desperate.

He then grabbed and observed the torn dress that had been almost finished in eating worms and earthworms.

He continued to feel the stitches as if he could recognize them.

Identical stitches were made for Syrians 300 years ago.

"Did you get something?" asked the police chief so impatiently getting results from William's observations.

"W-have you guys cleaned this skeleton?, did you find another tear of his dress?" exclaimed William as if so impatient at that moment.

"Relax sir, calm down!, we will solve the case slowly," Yekka said, trying to calm the restless William at the time.

"Is this what you're looking for?" exclaimed a female officer from a distance as she thrust a box of items from their dig that night.

As William's hand picked up a piece of shabby cloth from the box, his eyes immediately wet, and his body seemed limp and not strong standing with both feet.