Description: As a psychic detective with the Special Investigation Unit can you find the
sinister chameleon and unravel the secrets of the Silver Lotus?
Category: Crime
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Excerpt from chapter 1
When you reach the hospital you give Dr Stane a quick call, telling him that you're with the victim but will report to him as soon as possible.
"I'm surprised the tip-off came to anything," he says, deep voice made thin and crackly by the phone line. "We were warned that someone living in that apartment block was in danger, but calls like that are usually hoaxes."
There is a pause. Then he adds, very seriously, "Angel, I need you to listen carefully to everything she says and doesn't say. From what you've told me, this is all connected to another case we're working on."
"Will do, sir," you say. "Got to go - she's coming round."
You return to the girl's bedside just as she sits up. She stares around at the faces of your team as though she isn't sure what she's seeing.
"Hi," Kristin says. "What's your name?"
"Elisa." The reply is a thready whisper. "Elisa Jarvis."
"Do you know why you're here?" you ask her. Then, at her nod, "Elisa, do you know who attacked you?"
"It was Michael." She looks down, at her fingers pleating the bedclothes into tight folds, and then back up again. "My brother."
End of Part One.
"I'm surprised the tip-off came to anything," he says, deep voice made thin and crackly by the phone line. "We were warned that someone living in that apartment block was in danger, but calls like that are usually hoaxes."
There is a pause. Then he adds, very seriously, "Angel, I need you to listen carefully to everything she says and doesn't say. From what you've told me, this is all connected to another case we're working on."
"Will do, sir," you say. "Got to go - she's coming round."
You return to the girl's bedside just as she sits up. She stares around at the faces of your team as though she isn't sure what she's seeing.
"Hi," Kristin says. "What's your name?"
"Elisa." The reply is a thready whisper. "Elisa Jarvis."
"Do you know why you're here?" you ask her. Then, at her nod, "Elisa, do you know who attacked you?"
"It was Michael." She looks down, at her fingers pleating the bedclothes into tight folds, and then back up again. "My brother."
End of Part One.
