100 Ways to Solve a Murder-Chapter 209: Puzzle Skin XII

7 Eastbourne Rd

Levi couldn’t help but silently clench his teeth in the darkness of his living room, recalling the way ’he’ spoke--his father was a soft-spoken man and had a way of making people feel as though what he was doing was for their good. He would even go so far as to say that before his deeds were discovered by the world, Lucas Greene was seen as a charming and respected man. A smooth-talker, the sort of bloke that had no problem sweeping anyone into his web.

He was highly intelligent, graduating top of his class throughout his life and even graduated from the RCSI School of Medicine. He was well known as the single father who took over his old folk’s ranch and owned a pediatric clinic in town. The women considered him a good catch, considering all his children were not only well put, but were all very well mannered and intelligent in school. And the fact that their good looks seemed to run in the family and he had old money made him even seem more appealing towards the women in town.

Dr Lucas Greene was liked by everyone and so, the truth that he was a monster in disguise came as a shock to everyone who knew him, also, made everyone more frightened at the realization that they couldn’t completely put their trust in people.

Levi turned to the door when he heard it slowly swing open. He knew who it was even before the person revealed itself, Anna’s signature scent had always been strong and tended to even linger longer even after she was gone.

"Breaking and entering are we?" the slicked blond said, catching his sister’s attention. "I’ve got a key," she said, of course, she had a key, it was her property after all. She made her way towards the chair and flopped down opposite him, her heels clicking against the wooden floors as she walked.

She crossed her legs after taking a seat, eyes remained on her brother’s. The fury in them she could still clearly see, the hatred she couldn’t help but understand. He blamed her, she knew. Darcie. Their youngest sibling. The things he saw back then, of which she left him to deal with alone. But she knew, he blamed himself more than he did her. He blamed himself for not running away as she told them too.

Anna could still recall that afternoon, decades before. When she dropped by one day at his school, waiting for his class to end. She waited outside, where he would usually leave his bike. She saw him first before he did her, and when his eyes landed on hers the flash of anger she expected, but the hurt in them surprised her more than she expected.

"Levi," she said, watching as he grabbed his bike. She knew how odd they both seemed to the other kids, they were both taller than the rest, and the maturity in them many had found intimidating. After all, they had no choice but to grow up fast.

"Get lost where you came from, Anna," the blond boy said, tearing his eyes away from her and hopping on his bike. The tall blonde blocked his way with her body, holding the handle of his bike as to keep him from pedalling away. She was in her teens after all and she was more than a foot taller than he was.

"I have a plan." she started, in hushed tones. And the blond shot her a glare, but she took his silence to continue speaking. "Runaway. Take Darcie with you. I will wait for you with a car on Windraine Road tonight." she continued and his eyes narrowed at her and she knew exactly why that was. He didn’t want to abandon the kids, the other kids in the shed.

Anna clenched her jaw, grabbing the collar of his uniform and pulling him up. "You know what he is like the most, Levi. You mustn’t let your emotions rule you." she spat.

"Our father is a demon, leave before you burn in hell with him," she added, releasing him abruptly.

"You have no right to say that, you abandoned us!" he hissed but not careful as to not let anyone near hear.

"You know why," she whispered, of course, he knew why. His father was harsh, not only to the children in the shed that he ’played’ with as what he calls it. He was harsh to her the most, the firstborn, and the fact that she was a girl. His misogynistic mind couldn’t take the fact that she looked so much as the woman, his wife, their mother who left. Abandoned them.

"Deserters have no right to return." the blond boy said, shoving her out of his way. Anna grabbed him by his arm before he could pedal away, and hands him the number. "Better now, or else it might just be too late..." she said, shoving the number down his pocket when he refused to take it from her hand. "Or it will be on you," she added seconds later, and she watched him go.

Young Levi scowled as he went, ’What did she mean by that?’ he couldn’t help but ponder on. He didn’t understand, what did he mean ’or lease it might be too late’?

"What have you got?" the slicked blond spoke, bringing her back to reality. Ah yes, she came there for a reason. "Jason Murdoch, we learned, is not only playing as the middleman for Prince Mostafa Fadel. But he himself requires a healthy liver and kidneys," she said watching her brother’s reaction.

"So he’s a dead man walking." the slicked blond commented. "So what’s taking so long? If they have the means for it what are they waiting for?" Levi thought out loud earning a raised eyebrow from his sister. "Ah, they are waiting for a match," he said and Anna nodded in response. "We learned that Mr Murdoch is AB-, which is only .06 % of the population."