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Crime Case Study Report

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Sharon just moved to the countryside from the city this fall. She decided to make the move a month after her mum died from cervical cancer at the young age of fifty-five. Her mother had battled with the disease for five years. She made this decision because their former apartment reminded her a lot of her mum. This was the story she would feed to anyone who cared to ask about her past.
She was here on an undercover assignment to investigate the activities of serial killings in the little town. Her assignment was to pose as a the owner of an art gallery, but she jogged the streets of the town very early in the morning at five am searching for clues to the mystery murders and would indirectly be interrogating some customers who visit the …show more content…

She was used to waking up early and punctuality was a habit ingrained into her by her mother. She waked in and went round the gallery, stopping at each painting before moving to the next. Then finally she arrived at her favourite, it was signed Clinton M. She often wondered who he was, coming up with such a vivid painting. He must be a genius if he drew it abstractly, she thought. She wondered if the place really existed. She would soon find out it did.
Finally, it was the last day of the last month during fall, the day someone always went missing. This was the day to finally uncover the mysterious disappearances in the area. And Sharon went out for her five am jog as usual. This time she took routes through areas that were less populated, looking around and observing if there was anything strange, but all seemed very normal and still. She rounded the turn to go back to her apartment, but jogged three miles before coming to a halt. She could not believe her eyes, the sight she saw raised goose bumps on her skin. The writing on the sign post before her read “WIN?”
It was a street, exactly like the one in her favourite painting, was this a dream? She thought to herself as she made her way into the woods. There were no streetlights here, the only source of light was the moon. She had stopped running now. She moved slowly down the path that was getting narrower by each step. She surveyed the sight and

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