After several hours, the police gave up. They could not find any evidence. Since the three ladies had an alibi as to their whereabouts from last night, they were released. The fat man and the victim’s wife who claimed they were alone in their rooms last night were kept for further investigation. As soon as they walked out of the police station, Fara said, “Let’s take the first flight out of here!” They went back to the hotel, packed all their bags, booked their plane tickets online and headed straight for the airport. At the airport, Fara and Isabelle looked … Continue reading Three Girls, One Murder Part 4/4

While still holding the phone to his ear, he got up and walked towards Fara and her two friends. Fara’s phone stopped ringing. The policeman redialed again, and yet again, Fara’s phone rang. He stood in front of Fara, hung up the call and redialed just to hear Fara’s phone ring again. “Miss, why your phone ring? Please come with me,” he told Fara. Without saying a word, Fara got up and followed the policeman. Isabelle and Trinity sat there, struck dumb with disbelief. Then, the policeman turned to them and ordered, “You two come too!” Three policemen escorted the … Continue reading Three Girls, One Murder Part 3/4

In ten minutes, the three friends met in the lobby. Trinity took one look at Isabelle’s badly tied-up hair and proceeded to help her tie it neatly without being asked. Isabelle had thick long hair. Fara and Trinity used to call it ‘the black octopus’ in school. Her hair was very thick and wiry, it looked like a limp black octopus with its tentacles hanging down her shoulders. “What are we having for breakfast?” asked Isabelle as she gave a yawn. Fara cut in before Trinity could answer, “You two decide. I need to visit the little girl’s room.” Trinity … Continue reading Three Girls, One Murder Part 2/4

This short story was written after a fun conversation with my SPM students who have been stressed from revising for their big exam. One comment led to another and I said that it could be turned into a murder mystery. As usual, I only had the end in mind and had to create the rest along the way. “Oh, my God! Trin, you look wonderfully divine!” said Isabelle while grabbing Trinity’s hand. “And Fara, my old chum, how wonderful to see you again!” Fara and Trinity laughed. “Yes, it has been too long! What? Has it been, uh, twenty years?” … Continue reading Three Girls, One Murder Part 1/4