"Where am I being dragged?" Aylin's mind was a mess as she stared at the corpse slumped on the cold concrete floor of the warehouse. Leyla's disappearance, her mother's death, Murat's mysterious behavior... Everything was intertwined, turning into an impossible knot to untangle.
"Aylin, are you okay?" Murat's voice snapped the young woman out of her thoughts. His eyes scanned Aylin with concern, his face holding an ambiguous expression. Aylin had to make a decision at that moment. Either she would trust Murat and tell him what was happening, or she would act on her own.
"I'm okay," Aylin said, her voice trembling. "I'm just... shocked."
Murat took a step towards Aylin. "Let's get out of here. This won't do you any good."
Aylin looked into Murat's eyes. Should she trust him? Could Murat help her on this path she had embarked on to find her mother's killer? Or was Murat also part of this dark game?
"I don't want to leave," Aylin said, resolutely. "There are things I need to learn."
The expression on Murat's face hardened. "Aylin, you're swimming in dangerous waters. Leave this alone."
"I can't leave it alone," Aylin retorted. "I won't stop until I find my mother's killer."
Murat was silent for a moment. Then, taking a deep breath, he said, "Alright. Then I'll help you."
Aylin looked at Murat in astonishment. "You're going to help me?"
"Yes," Murat replied. "But I have some conditions."
"Conditions?" Aylin frowned. "What kind of conditions?"
Murat approached Aylin. The distance between them had become almost non-existent. Aylin could feel Murat's breath on her face.
"You're going to tell me everything," Murat said, his voice a whisper. "Why you're here, what you're looking for, who you suspect... Everything."
Aylin looked into Murat's eyes. They were determined and questioning. Aylin had to make a choice at that moment. Would she share her secrets with Murat? Or would she fight on her own?
"Okay," Aylin said, finally. "I'll tell you."
A slight smile appeared on Murat's face. "Good," he said. "Then let's begin."
***
In Murat's study, an interrogation began that lasted until late at night. Aylin told Murat everything she remembered about her mother's death, her suspicions about Leyla's disappearance, and the strange events at the medical school. Murat listened carefully, taking notes.
"My mother's doctor," Aylin said, her voice trembling. "I need to find that man. My mother died because of him."
Murat took Aylin's hand. "We'll find him," he said, his voice reassuring. "We'll find him together."
Aylin felt Murat's warmth. At that moment, she realized she wasn't alone. Murat would help her. Together, they would shed light on these dark secrets.
"What about you?" Aylin asked. "Why are you helping?"
Murat paused for a moment. His face held an ambiguous expression. "Because," he said, "I want to do what's right."
Aylin wasn't satisfied with Murat's answer. She felt he was hiding something. But at that moment, she didn't want to push it. What mattered was that Murat had decided to help her.
After hours of conversation, Aylin and Murat made a plan. First, they needed to identify the body found in the warehouse. This body could provide a clue about Leyla's disappearance. Second, they needed to gather more information about her mother's doctor. This man could be the key to everything.
"I'll go to the Forensic Medicine Institute tomorrow," Murat said. "I'll try to find out the identity of the body."
"I'll examine my mother's file," Aylin said. "Maybe I can find something."
They were both tired but determined. Together, they would lift this veil of secrets.
***
The next day, Aylin began searching for her mother's file in the hospital's archive. Lost among the documents, she was desperately looking for a clue. After hours of searching, she finally found something. In her mother's surgery report, the doctor's name was mentioned: Dr. Selim Demir.
Aylin's heart began to beat rapidly. Dr. Selim Demir... She remembered that name from somewhere. She thought, she thought, and finally she remembered. Dr. Selim Demir was one of the faculty members. He was a specialist in heart surgery and had been teaching at the medical school for many years.
Aylin dropped the file in surprise. The man who had caused her mother's death had been right next to her for years. And she hadn't even realized it.
Aylin quickly called Murat. "Murat," she said, her voice excited. "I found my mother's doctor. Dr. Selim Demir."
Murat was silent on the phone for a moment. Then, "What?" he said, his voice filled with astonishment. "Selim?"
"Yes, Selim," Aylin repeated. "He performed my mother's surgery."
Murat took a deep breath. "Aylin," he said, his voice serious. "Stay away from Selim."
"Why?" Aylin asked. "What do you know?"
Murat paused for a moment. Then, "Aylin," he said, "Selim is a dangerous man."
Aylin didn't understand what Murat meant. But the seriousness in Murat's voice had worried her.
"Murat," Aylin said, "What's going on?"
"Aylin, listen to me," Murat said. "I need to tell you something..."
Just then, there was a crackle on the phone line and the line went dead. Aylin frantically called the phone again. But the line wasn't connecting.
"Murat?" Aylin shouted. "Murat, are you there?"
There was no answer. Only silence... And in the silence, Aylin heard a whisper: "It's too late now..."