DEATH WARRANT
SHAMAN

After we checked the scene of one of the Jara victims in the city center. There are important clues from the examination. Although it is still a guess, but we will make sure that the allegation is true, that Jara can commit murder through this hell record because she contracts with astral beings. It is true that we believe he performed a ritual with the devil.

Nanda says he has a friend who knows the world of Invisibility. Before continuing the investigation of this case, we must first understand accurately, how the patterns of each centimeter carried out by Jara. Of course, the same thing does not happen again. I confirm in my heart Andi's death is the last.

“Who is he?’’ I said to Nanda who was focused on looking at the road.

“You mean, who we will meet?’’

“Yes, instead of you saying earlier he was your friend!’’

Nanda nodded. “His name is Andre, I knew him when solving Zodiac murder cases, Do you know that case?’’

“Yes, I've heard of it, the murder of 12 girls in the bandung, huh? Actually, I secretly followed the case.’’ I answered straightforwardly.

“Oh yes! The case was very complicated, but not until it was this complicated.” His face looked at me seriously.

"Oh yeah?"

"Of course, the Zodiac Case is a pure case of human action, without any demonic interference."

The Zodiac murder case that occurred in Bandung is a very unique murder case. As the name implies, Zodiac.

The Zodiac has Thirteen stars, although Ophiucus, the last star not on the list. Since this thirteenth Star was not considered, it is now the Twelve Stars that are well known to the general public. Some people believe that each star has its own speciality and each star has a date that they call the Tropical Zodiac.

I honestly assume those who believe such a thing are strange people. But it cannot be denied that very many scientists are exploring it.

The case could be resolved within six months of the investigation. At that time the police got reports of 12 missing girls kidnapped. On December 17, all the girls were found rotting in a warehouse.

They were found after police got a letter from someone unknown. The contents of the letter are strange Greek codes and symbols. After the police managed to decipher the message, their bodies were found.

Each victim has their own Zodiac sign. From Aries to the last star, Pisces.

The date of birth of the Twelve Daughters killed corresponds to the Twelve Zodiac Stars of their own. And they are found right on the date of the Zodiac Ophiucus, the unassumed Zodiac Star. On the 17th of December.

“Is it your friend Andre, who broke those symbols?’’ 

“Ya.’’ Nanda nodded.

“I heard those symbols are so elusive, How did he do it?”

“Entahlah.. He was amazing, even he broke it for only a few hours. Earlier, the police had brought the letter to a symbolist, including a linguist. They are not able to break it.” Nanda praised his friend.

I went back to silence while looking out the window with my chin leaning against my hand. Today the light still makes the blue sky so beautiful to look at. How could one possibly be predicted to only see stars. Bizarrely.

“What do you see?’’ Nanda said slowly.

I looked at his collar. “Nothing, I'm just trying to see stars during the day is there?’’

“Do you think of the Zodiac.”

“Hahaha..., no, Where might I believe such a thing.” Ketus I laughed.

“Then, if you were to handle the Zodiac case, would you be able to break the symbol?’’

“Entahlah... Just might.”.

“Oh, se confident it is yes!’’ Nanda smiled as she watched the road.

“Then, where does your friend live?’’ I asked.

“Jakarta North, in Kelapa Gading.” The answer.

I saw the clock attached to my hand already showing at 14:40 WIB. The distance we should have traveled from Central Jakarta to Kelapa Gading only takes Eighteen minutes. But the advantages of this great city came. It took almost thirty minutes.

After passing through a traffic jam, Nanda suddenly stopped in front of a building.

“What is this?” I asked.

“Restaurant China. Let's eat.”

When we ate, there was not much we talked about. We both drift in the mind. I'm trying to imagine how Andi could have been a victim. Ever since we got home from the park, to check on one of Jara's victims. I didn't feel anyone following us. 

My head recalls the people who helped Andi carry the victim. Unfortunately, yesterday I didn't expect Jara to be there. Of course. Jara was the one who helped Andi back then. 

My head was very dizzy after seeing the friend of Mr. Yandri's nephew lying on the ground, the shadows of those people were always imprinted in my mind. After she mentioned Jara's name I should have realized it. 

Doesn't matter. My interest now is to find as much information as possible. The incident that happened yesterday in the park is one of the important information. It turns out that Jara will intervene to make a killing strategy. He needed blood to do it. 

In the next few days he'll be looking for victims to lure me back. I muttered in my heart.

It must have been when we checked on the victim. He'll be monitoring us there.

***

I don't know what's on Nanda's mind.

When we finally reached Andre's address in Kelapa Gading, Nanda was confused. “This is Hockey Garden housing.. and it... but something is wrong.” Her speech.

“Oi, what do you mean? Don't tell me you don't actually know his house.” Ketus me a little irritated.

“Of course I know.” The answer looked at me. “Last time we met two years ago, while handling that zodiac case.”

“Do you not have his contact number?’’

“I'm a secret agent, almost every day I change contacts!” His impact.

I snorted aloud to see him fumbling the way.

We continued our steps towards the apartment complex at the end of the road. On the ground floor there is a bar called Talang. Not much choice, we climbed the narrow stairs to the second floor where the apartment was located. This building is neither the cleanest nor the newest. We researched the mailboxes in the corridor; there was no one named Andre.

Nanda began to look frustrated, but soon she gathered her usual calmness when knocking on the nearest door. There was no answer, so he tried the next door. Again there is no answer.

“This is not good,’’ He said. “They probably thought we were beggars for donations door to door. We try the door at the end of this hallway.”

The tactic worked. As we knocked on the door furthest away, a fat old woman opened it.

“Excuse me, Madam, we are not donation requests. I just want to know if madam can help us.” Nanda asked, displaying his best attitude. “We're looking for a guy named Andre. Does she live in this apartment building?’’

“Andre? Let me remember first. Oh, yes, that shaman. I remember him. He has moved on for a long time.”

“Shorts!” I screamed in my heart.

Nanda turned to face me, as if she had expected it.

“Oh, really? Do you know where she moved?’’ Nanda asked politely.

“I don't know. Why don't you ask the manager below? His name's Rusdi, but maybe he's out right now." This old woman was silent for a moment watching me. "Do you guys have anything to do with the police?”

Nanda nodded.

“If you want? I can give you the contact number of Mr. Rusdi.” Answer the old woman.

“I'm very grateful, if you give it.” Nanda smiled.

After we got her contact number from the old woman. We went back down the narrow road back to the location of his car in the parking lot.

“Do you want to contact him?’’ Nanda gave me the phone number he recorded earlier.

“Why?’’ I asked curious.

“I don't have a phone.’’ His word.

I took the paper from his hand.

I stepped into his car to pick up the cell phone I was staying in. I saw a missed call from the commander.

“Nanda! Commander called me.’’ I screamed at him.

“Then..”

I've stopped calling Mr. Rusdi– Apartment manager. 

“Halo, Commander!”

“Where are you?’’

“I'm investigating Jara's location. Mr. Bisco ordered it.” Answer me from the phone.

“Quick to Hospital now!” Snapped her hard.

“What's up, Commander?’’

“Hana!’’ He said with a slightly trembling voice.