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Blu November - At the Apartment

"What's our lead, Pietro." Alfonse stood up from the couch growing impatient. Pietro scratched his chin and continued to read the paper. It says, 45th Boulevard near St. Lucia Basilica." "A church. Why would her "body" be there? Saying prayers before she leaves? That's strange," Alfonse took a sip from his canteen and placed the documents he left on the table in his pocket. Pietro folded the newspaper and grabbed his coat, "Well we should probably get down there to see to any evidence. I heard the other investigators found a couple bullet casings near the area and a stick of dynamite." "You think she was shot? Or maybe she had to defend herself." "I don't know, perhaps we should get a hold of Russo, and see what the document examiner found out."

"Hm, rather quiet today." Alfonse's wife Irene came through the door after a stroll down in the city. She heard her husband and Pietro's low murmur voices upstairs as she lay down her notebook on the nearby table. Irene was an accountant who worked at the Mattioni office on 5th Street. The same office as the missing woman Amelia, but different department. Irene was one of her closer acquaintences but only had a few brief encounters and meetings with her. She recalled that Amelia went through many depressive phases in her lifetime, which probably made sense in her unexpected leave from the office. Nonetheless, she was expecting a return from her soon.