By johnjgeddes on Skatehive
I couldn’t deny the intense draw I felt in that dimly lit room. The air around me hummed with an energy that was foreign and nostalgic all at once. ― Rachael Arsenault The It Girl I was investigating a celebrity murder—a beautiful young actress named Maddie Madison and the damnable thing about the case is there was no apparent reason for her brutal death. I was alone in her apartment staring bleakly at the commonplace scene. If I closed my eyes to the blood-stained rug, everything else looked completely normal, and that disturbed me. Maddie’s necklaces hung on an elegant jewelry tree perched on the dressing table and the faint scent of her perfume pervaded the air. Her jewelry box was open, but apparently nothing was taken. Robbery was definitely not the motive. I gazed at framed pictures—her parents—both deceased—her agent, Audrey Williams and her fiancé, Robert Harding who was still in Singapore on business, but flying home. I had investigated many celebrity murders, but never encoun