It must have been a broken goblet hit on to her head. The people I saw around me were just normal people. Who would’ve done this such crime. Then I saw the butler I met before the ball had started. He was a taekwondo and a karate expert. Then I thought to myself the reason my friend screamed was because her neck was crushed by the hands. The butler looked very suspicious from the beginning. He had control over the lights. The only problem I had was that no one would believe me. The only thing I could do was to give the case away to someone who was old enough to be believed. I know who the culprit was. Only no one would believe me. Luckily, there was a police officer around. I told him about the crime. He got praised for being a great detective. The butler was proven guilty. But the police officer never acknowledged me. I was still happy that my friend’s death was given justice. From now on, I will grow into a detective. I am DETECTIVE PHARELL.