"Don't look, don't look, don't look...", she kept saying to her self. One look could compromise her entire mission. She had to find out who murdered her only brother. For ten long years, the town blamed the murder of her brother on his best friend. In her heart, the woman knew that his best friend could have never stabbed him. The two of them debated all the time, but it only lasted for a moment. Figuring by now that the man was dressed, she slowly opened up her eyes. Although he appeared very somber and dark, he looked like a honest, hard working man... something told her this was not the man she was looking for... "But no", she thought, "he has to be a connection... his names was in the letter they had found in her murdered brother's hand. Even if he is not the killer, he may be able to help me track the true killer down...", she thought to herself.
And again...