"Hmm… no dice."
Kurt stood at the front door of the siblings house. He wrapped his hand with his shirt to try and open the door but much to his dismay it was locked
'Did the killers seriously lock the front door after killing the victims? I don't know if I should call them thorough, courteous or foolish. Hopefully there's a thing such as fingerprint scanning.
Also, didn't anyone think to come and check in on them? This isn't exactly a big neighbourhood.'
He looked around to see if anyone was watching him, but no. There's not even a peep.
Deciding not to break the door down, he walked around the house to try and see if there was another way in. Luckily for him there was indeed a backdoor. Doubly so since it was unlocked.
'Jackpot. Guess they didn't check the back.'
The door squealed as it opened slowly, revealing the kitchen room.
