"Unraveling the Mystery"

We stood tall, our grandeur a testament to our rich history, as we gazed out at the city. We were the four hotels - Hilton Queen of Sheba, Royal Beach, Dan, and Herods - and we had a story to tell. A story of deception, betrayal, and murder. We had been poisoned, and now we were determined to find out who was behind it. Noa walked into our lobby, her eyes scanning the space as if searching for answers. She had been investigating with us, and together, we were starting to piece together the clues. "Anything new?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. We nodded, our collective minds focused on the task at hand. "We found a suspicious transaction on the security footage," we said. "A person wearing a black hoodie and gloves entered our premises a day before the poisoning. They seemed to be lurking around the area, trying to avoid detection." Noa's eyes widened. "That's a great lead. Do you think it's our killer?" We exchanged a glance, our various parts nodding in unison. "We're not sure yet, but it's definitely a lead worth exploring. We also found a cryptic message on one of our computers. It read: 'You'll never find me.'" Noa's eyes narrowed. "That sounds like a taunt. Do you think our killer is trying to send us a message?" We nodded. "It's possible. But we need to be careful. We're dealing with a cunning person here." As we continued to investigate, we received a call from the lab. "We have the results of the glass analysis," the lab technician said. Noa and we exchanged a glance. "What did you find?" we asked. "There was a residue of sugar and cyanide on the glass," the technician replied. "It matches the recipe we found earlier." Noa's eyes locked onto ours. "That's the same recipe we found in Harry's house," she said. Our various parts nodded in unison. "We think we're getting close," we said. Noa's eyes sparkled with determination. "Let's go back to Harry's house and search for more clues." We nodded, our collective minds racing with possibilities. As we walked with Noa, we couldn't help but think about the events that had transpired. We had been poisoned, and now we were trying to find out who was behind it. As we approached Harry's house, we noticed something peculiar. A small window on the side of the house was open, and there were scratches on the wall nearby. "Look at this," we said to Noa, pointing to the window. She walked over to us, her eyes scanning the area. "It looks like someone tried to break in," she said. Our various parts nodded in unison. "But why would someone try to break in if they had a key?" we asked. Noa's eyes narrowed. "Unless they didn't want to be seen," she said. We exchanged a glance. The plot was thickening, and we were starting to suspect that Harry was involved. "Let's be careful," we warned Noa. "If Harry is capable of killing us, he's capable of anything." Noa nodded, her eyes flashing with determination. "Let's keep searching for clues," she said. We nodded in agreement, our collective minds focused on uncovering the truth. We were just starting to unravel the mystery, and we had a long journey ahead of us. But we were determined to find out who had taken our life, and bring them to justice. As we continued to investigate, we couldn't help but think about Harry's relationship with Noa. He had been her childhood friend, and he might have felt threatened by our presence in her life. "Tell us, Noa," we said, "what's your relationship like with Harry?" Noa hesitated, her eyes clouding over. "We've been friends for a long time," she said. "But I've started to notice that he's been acting strange lately. He's been possessive and controlling." Our various parts nodded in unison. "Do you think he might have had a motive to kill us?" we asked. Noa's eyes locked onto ours, a hint of fear in her voice. "I don't know," she said. "But I do know that I need to be careful around him." We nodded, our collective minds racing with possibilities. We were starting to suspect that Harry was the killer, but we needed more evidence. And we were determined to find it.