Two a.m. The deserted streets were surely acting in her favour. Veronica Sanders was driving at an incredible speed. Had it been daytime, she would have knocked down more than a dozen cars in her way. She was speeding towards Victoria Avenue, her sister Sonia’s home. However, this USED TO BE her sister’s home. About an hour ago, she received a call from Mrs. Roberts, Sonia’s neighbour. Four words and Veronica’s head began to spin. Sonia is no more.
She sped up and reached Victoria Avenue. Evan, Sonia’s boyfriend was already there. Mr. and Mrs. Roberts had been wise enough to call the police. There lay her sister. Silent. Motionless. Just a body with no soul. No life. The police official turned to her. “Ms. Sanders”, he said, trying to offer her some condolence. Veronica was not someone who needed sympathy. She sat there transfixed, next to Sonia’s corpse. She did not even look at the officer. He continued, “Ms. Sonia Sanders killed herself. Here’s the suicide note.” He handed her a piece of paper. It read, “I am fed up of this world. I cannot go on anymore. I am going to kill myself. Goodbye. ” Short, but not at all sweet. Veronica read it over and over again. She kept looking at it in disbelief. The officer said, “I am sorry, Ms. Sanders. We shall take the body for a postmortem now.” Evan asked her to speak something. Veronica blurted, “She is not a body, officer! She is my sister!!” The officer did not say a word. Sonia was taken away for a postmortem. Mr. and Mrs. Roberts also asked for her leave. They asked her to come over to their place to sleep. Veronica only managed a soft thank you.
Evan and Veronica were the only ones in the room. Evan asked her if she was okay. “Sonia did not kill herself, Evan. She never could, she never would.” Evan looked at her as though she was sleep-talking. “A suicide note and an empty packet of sleeping pills. Where else do these things lead you?”, he almost yelled. “No, Evan. She didn’t kill herself.” “Then who did? A ghost?”, Evan was bewildered by Veronica’s confident words. “We’ll find out, Evan. Only if you help me.”, she replied. “Okay”, he said. “But how can you be so confident?”, he questioned. “See,” Veronica continued.