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Jina was standing in the middle of the Songs' living room while the officers searched the house. Seohyun was sitting on a couch, stony faced and angry at Jina for the intrusion.

"You're ransacking my home," Seohyun said. "I'm never going to forget this!"

"Funny how you can call this a home when your own daughter was found buried underneath it," Jina commented. "That too while you were upstairs, getting it on with your lover."

There was no trace of sympathy in her voice for Seohyun. The little pity she felt for the woman for losing her child vanished in thin air. After all, she was blackmailing her own child in order to hide her dirty secret. Moreover, her blatant ignorance of her daughter and the subsequent jealousy turned Rachel into a spoiled brat with no conscience. Even after death, Rachel's hatred and rage had turned her into a monster which was hellbent on killing people.

Jina could not help but wonder what would have happened if Rachel's parents had actually cared about her. If they had checked up on her everyday, maybe Rachel would have never been mean to others. She would not have trapped so many people in her scheme and destroyed their lives. The girl could have been kinder and mature which might have saved her life.

But it was now too late. And the parents did not seem to be sorry for their actions at all!

"Don't you feel even a little bit of regret that it was your carelessness which had caused your daughter's death?" Jina asked out loud. "After all, if you were attentive to her and took responsibility for your actions, she might have been alive."

"I was-" Seohyun began but Jina snorted.

"Lonely?" She said. "That's a lame excuse. If you were lonely, then you could have done something to pass time. Take up a hobby, a job or spend time with your daughter like a normal mom. But you wanted an affair and look what happened. While you were in bed with your lover, your daughter was killed right beneath your feet."

"That's enough!" Seohyun snapped, getting to her feet. "You better stop otherwise I'll-"

"You what?" Jina threatened, looking straight into her eyes. "What'll you do?"

Seohyun gulped but Jina was not unfazed at all. She kept on looking at Seohyun, silently demanding the woman to even dare to challenge her. An officer came downstairs. The sounds of his footsteps diffused the tension between the women.

"Ma'am, we've looked everywhere but we did not find the pages of the burn book nor the harddrive full of videos," the officer told Jina.

"Did you check every nook and corner of the mansion?" Jina asked. "We should be checking all the rooms and places so that we don't miss out on anything. After all, we don't want to be like the owners who don't have any idea about their own house."

She shot a disgusted look at Seohyun who was trembling with guilt and averted her eyes.

"We did," the officer said. "I personally checked all the rooms but didn't find anything. But we'll keep searching."

Jina nodded and dismissed him. Seohyun gave her one last glare and walked away, seething with anger and embarrassment. Instead of waiting around, Jina headed straight for the basement to give one last shot.

Unlike last time, the basement was well lit; the police officers had installed a few spotlights for the CSI to ease the investigation. Initial investigation was already over but they were keeping the place sealed up until full check was complete and only police officers were allowed to enter. Jina climbed over the 'Do not cross' tape and entered the crime scene.

She stooped down to check the shallow grave where Rachel was buried but she was not expecting any sort of clue to pop up. It was hard to believe that someone was killed in such a brutal way in that place.

"Ummm."

Jina looked around to find a thin servant in his late twenties, calling her.

"Madam, I was instructed to clean the master bedroom but the officers are not letting me," he informed her. "Could you please talk to them?"

"You can't clean this place until we give the clearance," Jina said. Then something hit her.

"Where's Hana?" she asked. "One of your mistress' personal maids."

"Hana is in the kitchen," the servant replied. "She's scared because she was questioned by the cops yesterday. Shall I call her?"

"Take me to her," Jina ordered. The servant nodded and led the way to the kitchen. He pointed at a slim maid in her forties who looked visibly distressed.

"That's Hana," he said. Jina thanked him and walked over to Hana who took one glance at her and became defensive.

"I already told the cops that the mistress was with her lover that night!" she claimed. "Why are you bothering me?"

"I know what you told the cops," Jina said. "I want to know what you did with the pages from Rachel's burn book. I know that you carry out your mistress' dirty deeds. Don't you dare lie to me."

Hana gulped and looked away. "The day after the party," she began. "Ms. Rachel went missing. It was not unusual, really. Ms. Rachel was quite impulsive. There were times when she disappeared for weeks but eventually turned up. She would go abroad or crash over at a hotel. Sometimes even lived with her boyfriend. So none of us paid much heed to it. Once she ran out of money, she would return."

"But for some reason, the mistress was tense. She told me to search Rachel's room and bring her anything I could find which might expose the madam's secret. I found that burn book and showed it to her. In it, there were pages which detailed madam's affair. So she tore those two pages off and gave them to me. I burnt them-"

"Wait a minute," Jina stopped her. "Two pages? Are you sure?"

"Yes," Hana confirmed. "There were two pages. I remember the page numbers clearly. They were pages hundred to hundred and one."

"Were there any other pages missing?" Jina asked urgently. "Think about it. Any pages which you noticed were torn off?"

Hana thought hard. "There was one page which was torn off," she nodded. "But I didn't think much about it. I only got rid of the pages detailing madam's affair."

Jina was now even more confused. If two pages were torn off by the maid then where was the third page? Was it with the killer?

"I must find that page!" she swore.