**Unraveling the Mystery**

We stood outside the local police station, our eyes scanning the area as Noa briefed us on our plan. "We need to find out who took your body and where it is now," she said, her voice determined. "We're on the same page, Noa," we replied in unison. "Let's start by gathering information. We have some leads to follow." Noa nodded, and we walked into the police station together. As we sat down at a table, Noa pulled out a notebook and began to flip through the pages. "We have a list of people who were at your house that night," she said. "Let's go through it and see if anyone stands out." We scanned the list, our eyes widening as we saw the name Harry. "Harry?" we repeated. "Noa's childhood friend?" Noa nodded. "Yes, that's him. He was at your house that night. Why? Do you think he's involved?" "We're not sure yet," we replied, "but we need to investigate further. Let's see if we can find any connection between him and our murder." As we continued to sift through the evidence, we came across a witness statement from a neighbor who claimed to have seen Harry arguing with someone at his house a few days before our death. "The person he was arguing with was Noa," the witness stated. "They were shouting at each other, and it looked like a heated argument." Noa's eyes widened as she read the statement. "I remember that argument," she said. "It was about something stupid, but I didn't think much of it at the time." We exchanged a glance, our suspicions growing. "Let's look into Harry's alibi for the time of our murder," we suggested. Noa nodded, and we spent the next few hours poring over Harry's phone records and interviewing witnesses. We discovered that Harry had been acting strangely in the days leading up to our death, and that he had made several mysterious phone calls. As the sun began to set, we sat back and summarized our findings. "It looks like Harry had a motive to kill us," Noa said, her voice barely above a whisper. "But we still don't have concrete evidence." "We're getting close," we replied. "Let's keep digging and see what else we can find." Noa nodded, determination etched on her face. "We'll find out who did this to you," she promised. "And we'll make sure they pay." We smiled, feeling a sense of hope that we hadn't felt in a long time. We were one step closer to finding out who took our life, and we were determined to see justice served. As we left the police station, Noa turned to us with a curious expression. "Do you think Harry would really do something like that?" she asked. We hesitated, unsure of how to respond. "We don't know," we admitted. "But we need to consider the possibility. After all, he did have a motive." Noa nodded thoughtfully. "I remember how he used to act around me when we were kids," she said. "He was always possessive and controlling. I didn't think much of it at the time, but now I'm not so sure." We exchanged a glance, our suspicions growing. "Let's keep investigating," we suggested. "And see where the trail leads us." Noa nodded, and we continued our search for the truth, determined to uncover the secrets surrounding our death.