Once I get to the door, Abe opens the door with a horrified but furious expression.
"(Y/n)!" He says with panic and rage. I put my hand on his arm, trying to calm him. It apparently works for a little bit.
"What's wrong, Abe?" I ask. Abe returns to his previous expression.
"You are not going to believe this!" He says opening the door wider for me, "I can barely believe this!" I walk through the door as Abe takes the lead toward the crime scene. As he leads me to the scene, he looks back at me with the same panic/rage expression.
"The body: it's gone!" He declares. My eyes widen and my hand covers my mouth.
"What? What do you mean? It just fucking disappeared?" I question with the same panic.
"Exactly! Look!" Abe barks as he raises his hand toward where the body would be. I look over the caution tape and there it was. Or, wasn't. The outline of the body was there, but marks body wasn't. I gasped lightly.
"Shit!" I whisper. Abe went around the caution tape and looks down at the where the body was.
"Who did this?!" Abe yells throwing his hands down.
"I-I-" I stutter bringing a hand up to my hair. Abe turns to me, quickly.
"It wasn't me, sweetie," he claims, making me raise an eyebrow, "No, somebody, NOT ME, must have moved it between the time I was the last person alone with the body in the room and then stepped outside for a few minutes to take care of some personal business that you don't need to know about!" Abe points at me as I cross my arms in suspicion.
"Personal business? Alone with the body? Sounds like someone else did it for sure," I say sarcastically. Abe adjusts his jacket as he steps closer to me.
"It could've been anybody, except me," he claims. I roll my eyes with disbelief at how childish Abe can be for a detective.
"What the hell happened here!" Ben yells as he walks in the room. Abe turns toward Ben.
"The body fucking moved!" I yell back in panic and anger. Ben looks at me with severe confusion.
"On it's own?" Ben questions, I nearly face palm.
"No, of course not," Abe says. Thank god, at least he has some common sense in this situation.
"Unless it did," Abe follows you. Never mind. I roll my eyes again and rub my temples, "we have much bigger problems than a simple murder," Abe says as he looks back at me. A clap of thunder shakes the house.
"What the hell happened here?" The chef yells as he runs in.
"The body's moved!" Ben exclaims. I kneel down to see if I could see any drag marks, but I didn't se anything.
"On it's own?" The chef asks. I have lost all faith in these people. I get up and turn to sit on the couch that faces the crime scene. I press my fingers against my temple as they continue to talk.
"We haven't ruled that out just yet, but let's not forget we've got a murderer," Abe says at the two other men. Another thunder clap shakes the ground before I feel a presence behind me.
"Bully~" I hear right next to my ear. I jump a foot off of the couch before I realize that Will was behind me.
"Fuck, Will!" I yell at him, placing a hand on my chest. He places a hand on my shoulder.
"My apologies, my dear," he says. I look up to see a flash of jealousy in Abe's eyes, and some in Ben's. I relax and lean back in the couch.
"Quite a storm out there, eh, (Y/n)?" The Colonel questions, "What are the rest of you doing huddled in here in fear?" The Colonel walks toward the rest of the boys and goes under the caution tape.
"We got a zombie problem!" The chef implies. I roll my eyes again.
"Ah. Homo necrosis! The most dangerous game!" Will declares, "Well, if someone needs to put the ol' lad down again, I'm well up for the privilege." Will looks at me and shrugs. I furrow my eyebrows.
"What do you mean by 'again' and what do you mean by 'privilege'?" Abe questions and he looks suspiciously at Will. That's only right question he's asked since 'what happened to the body?'. Will gestures toward where the body was.
"Well, I'm just saying I have some.... experience in the matter!" Will defends.
"So do I," the chef pipes in. I knew he wasn't clean! I see that Abe notices how suspicious this is.
"That just raises more questions," Abe notices, bringing out his hands in confusion. Will takes a step back with a smirk under his stache.
"Well, I'm off to the grounds to see if I can get a whiff of the ol' bag of bones, eh?" Will says before turning and going down the hall.
"Wait, weren't you and Mark the same age?" Ben questions bringing up a finger. Will laughs maniacally before ending in a cough. I held back a snicker. I stand and walk over to join the conversation.
"I don't trust him," Abe confesses, "Then again, I don't trust anyone." Ben and the chef raise their hands in defense as Abe says that.
"Alright, lock this place down, secure the front gate," Abe demands, " I don't want anyone in or out of this place until we get to the bottom of this!" Ben points at Abe with a scared and confused expression.
"Locks won't keep people from getting out, sir," Ben points out.
"Locks won't," Chef says, adjusting his outfit, "but Chef will!" The chef leaves and Abe turns to Ben.
"You know, you're a real smart son of a bitch," Abe observes, "Handsome, too. Beautiful, even." I raise an eyebrow.
"BUT, we don't have time for this!" Abe declares. I nod, realizing we missed a question that still needs to be answered.
"He's right, but I think we forgot the most important question in this case," I inquire. Abe and Ben look at me with confusion before Abe's face lights up.
"Why! You're right, (Y/n)!" Abe exclaims looking at me with a smile. Ben still looks confused but is trying to be cooperative.
"Sweetie, come with me, we should go find some more evidence," Abe suggests. I nod as he walks toward the hallway.
I follow.

(Hello lovelies!! It has been a while since I've been on this account! Here's a chapter for my return. I have been writing some Fanfics and an original story over at TravesuraDiosa if you guys are interested! I'm going to try to post on both accounts but I will probably be more active over there. But here's a chapter! Hope you enjoy! This was also requested by FangirlieNerd and Brightstar221 )