It was a normal spring morning in England 1942. Except for the fact it wasn't. George Peterson, a middle-aged man living in London was reported missing the previous week, and the police didn't have any clues, except for the fact that he was wearing a white blouse and tight jeans when he was last seen. This morning, as a young girl was walking to school, she found the dead body of George Peterson. Mr. Peterson has been stabbed multipal times around the stomach area. His once white blouse was now a dark red. His family was devastated and the police was already making suspects. Sadly, the police did not have enough evidence to arrest someone, and to this day the murderer is still unknown.
This is the first time I ever wrote a crime story, so I'm not sure if this is good enough, but I hope it helps!! :D
