I don't why, but I feel happy. Oliver has been teasing me about this for the whole week. He kept asking me why I an being happy. Serious? Is there something about being happy? Why does it have to be a big deal? Honestly, I don't even know why I am in a good mood these days. All I know is that I feel great.
"Hi, Chris! Good morning." Mary Sue greeted me. I almost bumped into her while buying some drinks before going to the station.
"Hey, hi! How have you been?" I smiled widely.
"We just saw each other yesterday. Are you okay?" Mary Sue responded, laughing lightly.
"Huh? Oh, yeah! Haha! Duh? Right, uhm. Will you come to our house tonight?" I hesitantly ask while scratching the back of my head.
"Oh, sorry. I have a date tonight." My smile disappeared with what I heard.
"What?" I asked, trying not to sound too disappointed.
"Yeah, I have this suitor who is so persistent. Anyways, see you around?" When Mary Sue left, I sighed.
When I left the grocery store, my mood changed. As I arrived at the station, I saw Oliver talking to an older woman. She looked nervous and is about to cry. I heard her explaining something when I approached them.
"Hey, man." I greeted Oliver and smiled at the older woman.
"She's asking us to look for a woman who might have been taken. She said it'd been three weeks since her niece showed up. Her friends have been looking for her, too, as well as her boyfriend." Oliver explained. The older woman is trying her best not to cry.
"I'm the only family she has, and she will not just disappear." The older woman said in a said voice. My heart breaks for the older woman. I'm confident that she and her niece is very close.
"Don't worry, Ma'am. We will do everything we can to find your niece." I sincerely said.
Oliver took her to our desk officer to get her official statement. While I turn on my computer and set up my table, I remembered my encounter with Mary Sue earlier at the grocery store.
'Come on, Chris. Job first.' I said to myself inwardly.
Oliver and I were about to go back to our tables when the captain called for a meeting. Everyone gathered in front of his office and waited in anticipation.
"Other cities are reporting an increase of missing women cases for the past three months. I wrote a recommendation for the curfew to our city mayor, and he has agreed to it. At three o'clock in the afternoon, I will announce the effectivity of the curfew by tomorrow. Police officers will be stationed on all entry and exit points around Burton Grove. I will need everyone's cooperation to ensure the safety of our city and its citizens."
I immediately called my sister to remind her to be careful and inform our family about the curfew. I agree with our captain's decision. It's to implement a curfew this early than wait for the situation to get worst.
Handling two cases is very stressful. Our investigation about the dead body found in the riverside is still progressing slowly. We have interviewed all of the victim's friends, neighbors, and family members, but they can't give us a plausible suspect. All of them have suspicions, but none can stand in court.
'Now this missing woman's case. What is going on with Burton Grove? Damn it!' I pinched my nose as I sighed in frustration.
"You okay, man?" Oliver asked. When I open my eyes, he's already sitting at my table.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I lied.
"Hey, man. Don't worry about your sister, okay? She's smart, and she's fearless. Nothing bad will happen to her." I smiled at what he said.
"Thanks, man. Come on. We've got a lot of work to do." I said as I pat his shoulder.
We left the station with the ultimate goal of finding a concrete lead to solve the dead woman's case.
When we arrive at St. Luis, our first stop was the victim's neighborhood. We need to endure that we gather all the information we need before moving to the next item on the list. As we passed by on an old two-story house, I saw a kid staring at me by the window. I looked at the angle of their house, the victim's home, and it has the perfect view.
"Hey, kid. How are you doing? Do you have something for a handsome detective like me?" I tried to be as friendly as possible because I can see that he has something to say.
When the kid got out of the house, I was stunned by what he has to say. I had to quickly call Oliver and the kid inside their home so that the killer won't notice him.
"That piece of sh*t!" Oliver exclaimed when I told him what the kid told me. "He got me with all the crying."
"This kid is twelve years old. He knows what he saw. He even described the car the father used on dumping the body." I said, convinced that the kid is telling the truth.
He always sneaks out in the middle of the night to the fireflies on the edge of the woods behind the victim's house. On the same night that the victim was confirmed to be dumped on the riverside, he said he was about to go back home when he saw the victim's father carrying the lifeless body of his daughter into the trunk of an old Impala. The one that we saw beside the house.
Oliver had an idea; we knocked on the victim's house and asked them if we could impound the car for DNA processing. The mother of the victim was confused, but the father was in utter shock. Only seconds passed, he started wailing and blabbing.
We immediately placed him under arrest and took him to the station. His wife was devasted, and she could stop herself from crying as he hit him forcefully. Who could have blamed her?
When we arrived at the station, I saw Mary Sue with her suitor. My mood immediately changed, and I almost walked away. But I have a job to do. I don't want to look unprofessional in front of everybody.
"Chris! Oh, thank god. I need your help; our house has been ransacked. My dad was badly beaten. My mom saw the guy who did it, but they were so afraid that he might retaliate if we go to the police." Mary Sue looked so distressed; I felt terrible for her.
"You know what, miss? I can handle that better than this loser." Kevin Guzman interrupted our conversation.
"You can't even solve your case, Guzman. Knock it off." The captain said when he heard what Kevin said.
Kevin walked away with a sour face as I lead Mary Sue to our desk officer. After the formal complaints were filed, Oliver and I headed to the perpetrator's house to arrest him.
I went to Mary Sue's house to ensure that Mary Sue is okay, but when I saw her and her suitor having an intimate moment, I decided to just leave them alone.
I don't why, but I feel happy. Oliver has been teasing me about this for the whole week. He kept asking me why I an being happy. Serious? Is there something about being happy? Why does it have to be a big deal? Honestly, I don't even know why I am in a good mood these days. All I know is that I feel great.
"Hi, Chris! Good morning." Mary Sue greeted me. I almost bumped into her while buying some drinks before going to the station.
"Hey, hi! How have you been?" I smiled widely.
"We just saw each other yesterday. Are you okay?" Mary Sue responded, laughing lightly.
"Huh? Oh, yeah! Haha! Duh? Right, uhm. Will you come to our house tonight?" I hesitantly ask while scratching the back of my head.
"Oh, sorry. I have a date tonight." My smile disappeared with what I heard.
"What?" I asked, trying not to sound too disappointed.
"Yeah, I have this suitor who is so persistent. Anyways, see you around?" When Mary Sue left, I sighed.
When I left the grocery store, my mood changed. As I arrived at the station, I saw Oliver talking to an older woman. She looked nervous and is about to cry. I heard her explaining something when I approached them.
"Hey, man." I greeted Oliver and smiled at the older woman.
"She's asking us to look for a woman who might have been taken. She said it'd been three weeks since her niece showed up. Her friends have been looking for her, too, as well as her boyfriend." Oliver explained. The older woman is trying her best not to cry.
"I'm the only family she has aside from her parents, and she will not just disappear." The older woman said in a said voice. My heart breaks for the older woman. I'm confident that she and her niece is very close.
"Don't worry, Ma'am. We will do everything we can to find your niece." I sincerely said.
Oliver took her to our desk officer to get her official statement. While I turn on my computer and set up my table, I remembered my encounter with Mary Sue earlier at the grocery store.
'Come on, Chris. Job first.' I said to myself inwardly.
Oliver and I were about to go back to our tables when the captain called for a meeting. Everyone gathered in front of his office and waited in anticipation.
"Other cities are reporting an increase of missing women cases for the past three months. I wrote a recommendation for the curfew to our city mayor, and he has agreed to it. At three o'clock in the afternoon, I will announce the effectivity of the curfew by tomorrow. Police officers will be stationed on all entry and exit points around Burton Grove. I will need everyone's cooperation to ensure the safety of our city and its citizens."
I immediately called my sister to remind her to be careful and inform our family about the curfew. I agree with our captain's decision. It's to implement a curfew this early than wait for the situation to get worst.
Handling two cases is very stressful. Our investigation about the dead body found in the riverside is still progressing slowly. We have interviewed all of the victim's friends, neighbors, and family members, but they can't give us a plausible suspect. All of them have suspicions, but none can stand in court.
'Now this missing woman's case. What is going on with Burton Grove? Damn it!' I pinched my nose as I sighed in frustration.
"You okay, man?" Oliver asked. When I open my eyes, he's already sitting at my table.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I lied.
"Hey, man. Don't worry about your sister, okay? She's smart, and she's fearless. Nothing bad will happen to her." I smiled at what he said.
"Thanks, man. Come on. We've got a lot of work to do." I said as I pat his shoulder.
We left the station with the ultimate goal of finding a concrete lead to solve the dead woman's case.
When we arrive at St. Luis, our first stop was the victim's neighborhood. We need to endure that we gather all the information we need before moving to the next item on the list. As we passed by on an old two-story house, I saw a kid staring at me by the window. I looked at the angle of their house, the victim's home, and it has the perfect view.
"Hey, kid. How are you doing? Do you have something for a handsome detective like me?" I tried to be as friendly as possible because I can see that he has something to say.
When the kid got out of the house, I was stunned by what he has to say. I had to quickly call Oliver and the kid inside their home so that the killer won't notice him.
"That piece of sh*t!" Oliver exclaimed when I told him what the kid told me. "He got me with all the crying."
"This kid is twelve years old. He knows what he saw. He even described the car the father used on dumping the body." I said, convinced that the kid is telling the truth.
He always sneaks out in the middle of the night to the fireflies on the edge of the woods behind the victim's house. On the same night that the victim was confirmed to be dumped on the riverside, he said he was about to go back home when he saw the victim's father carrying the lifeless body of his daughter into the trunk of an old Impala. The one that we saw beside the house.
Oliver had an idea; we knocked on the victim's house and asked them if we could impound the car for DNA processing. The mother of the victim was confused, but the father was in utter shock. Only seconds passed, he started wailing and blabbing.
We immediately placed him under arrest and took him to the station. His wife was devasted, and she could stop herself from crying as he hit him forcefully. Who could have blamed her?
When we arrived at the station, I saw Mary Sue with her suitor. My mood immediately changed, and I almost walked away. But I have a job to do. I don't want to look unprofessional in front of everybody.
"Chris! Oh, thank god. I need your help; our house has been ransacked. My dad was badly beaten. My mom saw the guy who did it, but they were so afraid that he might retaliate if we go to the police." Mary Sue looked so distressed; I felt terrible for her.
"You know what, miss? I can handle that better than this loser." Kevin Guzman interrupted our conversation.
"You can't even solve your case, Guzman. Knock it off." The captain said when he heard what Kevin said.
Kevin walked away with a sour face as I lead Mary Sue to our desk officer. After the formal complaints were filed, Oliver and I headed to the perpetrator's house to arrest him.
I went to Mary Sue's house to ensure that Mary Sue is okay, but when I saw her and her suitor having an intimate moment, I decided to just leave them alone.
My good mood has wholly disappeared, and I don't know why. So what if Mary Sue is entertaining a suitor? Why do I care? We're not even that close.I feel like I'm not in the mood and just wanted to go home, but I can't. I have a job and a town to protect. I can't let my personal problems hinder my capability as a detective. I need to act professionally.When I got to the station, I noticed so many people, and they were all trying to grab one person. The one being held by some of our officers. The left side of his head is already bloodied. It looks like some actions happened before he arrived."What the hell happened?" I asked Oliver when they finally took the suspect away from the finally"The guy molested their nine-year-old son. Totally sick, dude. I almost wanted to punch him myself." Oliver responded, breathing heavily. Right, Oliver hates pedophiles more than anything else."Good thing he got arrested," I answered sincerely. I just hate crimin
The Muller case proves to be a hard case to solve. We can't find any trace of the boyfriend that everybody is talking about. It's been three days but we still have to clue about the killer's identity. Whatever DNA was left on her body has been washed away by the river."Chris! Captain wants to talk to us." Oliver called my attention, the reason for me to snap out of my thoughts."Okay!" I replied as I lock my computer. This talk is about the Kendra Muller case for sure.As soon as I entered Captain Hansen's office, the tension rises. Oliver and I felt the captain's stress for not having any development about the case. I even feel disappointed with myself."What the hell is happening, McKnight, Angeles? It's been three days." Captain Hansen asked. He didn't even try to hide his frustration."We've been doing our best, Sir. But this mystery boyfriend is like the wind. Everyone knew that Kendra had a boyfriend but no one knows who he is. They all said
Captain Hansen had a nagging feeling in his gut so he pushed us to investigate Bolton. He wanted to make sure that we don't miss anything about him. No matter how many times we told him, he is still unconvinced that Bolton is not the killer of the second woman.So Oliver and I spent two days quietly investigating him. Fortunately, we were right. There is no possible connection between Kendra Muller and Mr. Bolton. We didn't find any evidence that he's been in Burton Grove before he killed his daughter."Damn it!" I turned to Oliver when he cursed. He's been like this for the past few two days. Always frustrated about the smallest of things."Easy man, you're going to break your computer." I tried to lighten up his mood but all I got was a dagger eye."Shut up, man." He then said angrily.I just shook my head and sighed. Oliver really doesn't do well with disappointment. Especially if it himself that his disappointed to. Oliver is a very positive pe
Theodore Burnett already heard about Kendra's body being found in the riverside. He knew that sooner or later, the police will find a connection between him and Kendra. But Theodore is not a fool, so he already prepared his alibi.As he entered their company's building, Theodore saw two detectives sitting on a couch in the lobby. He smirked at the sight of them."Detective Angeles, Detective McKnight. Burton Groves' finest." Theodore greeted them with a hint of sarcasm."Theodore Burnett, we are here to ask you a few questions about a woman named Kendra Muller." Det. McKnight stated."Ah, the police and their questions. What do you want to know?" He asked confidently."We saw your name on the list of attendees on a convention where Ms. Muller also attended. Can you tell us if you ever had an interaction with her?" Det. McKnight inquired."Oh, you saw my name on the list among all other attendees, and somehow, you thought to waste your time o
Burton Grove mourned the death of my fellow law enforcer. They were given a hero's funeral together with the remembrance of those innocent civilians who died inside the hotel. It's a sad day for Burton Grove.But it's definitely not a rest day for law enforcers like me. We still have an investigation to do. The killer of Kendra Muller is out there. Roaming around breathing free air."I can't believe Norwood did it. It's just so f*cking coward! He took so many lives with him so that he can escape justice!" Oliver has been raving about how mad he is for what Norwood did. Even I felt rage inside of me. Some of those law enforcers who died in the explosion are our batchmates in the academy. They were all good people."There's no point on dwelling, man. What we can do is honor those who died by doing our jobs better. Especially those law enforcers, they died in the line of duty. It was an honorable death. Us who were left alive have the responsibility to do right by
I've been out of focus ever since we had lunch with Mary Sue and her suitor. I don't know why but it just affects me most unpleasantly. Then there's the fact that we still don't have any suspect for the Muller case. Guzman and Miller have constantly reminded me of my failure, and I'm starting to believe them. How good am I if I can't even find a single suspect?As always, Oliver never fails to calm me down and remind me that I have more accomplishment than failure. But that doesn't help to lessen the disappointment I'm feeling towards myself. I can't let this case go cold. I have to find the killer."There's another dead body found at the riverside. The same spot where your victim was found." One of our desk officers informed me.Not wasting any minute, I hurriedly walked towards Oliver's desk to grab his jacket, his food, and him. He was complaining, but when he saw our Forensic team rushing out of the station, he shut up and got into the car.When we ar
Simpson's laptop provided little information. Yes, we found the chat messages with this guy she met online, but the profile doesn't say much about the person. Our tech people can't locate his IP address. They are not giving up, though. They are still trying.Having three murdered women in our city never happened before. This is something that not even I have ever dreamed of. I grew up in Burton Grove, and our worst problem was the gang who tried to own the city."Chris! Come here, now!" Oliver's voice gave me panic, but I ran towards them anyway. He went to the tech lab to see if there's anything they got from Simpson's laptop."Why? What did you find?" I asked immediately."We got a hit, it took a while, but we were able to do it." The tech personnel showed the laptop. It got multiple mini-screens showing."Where?" The tech person showed me the map.I knew that place. I will never forget that place. That was where we used to play when we we
When I got home last night, Mary Sue talked to my sister Melissa in our living room. Even though it was awkward, Mary Sue still invited me to her sister's birthday. Knowing Heather, her birthday party is going to be loud and wild. That's the big difference between her and Mary Sue.They are like the north and the south pole. Very much different from one another. While Heather is the liberated, wild daughter, Mary Sue is the sweet and innocent one. Even when we were younger, Heather would always be involved in some catfights. I can still remember that day when Heather broke Gertha's nose.Though it's not her fault because Gertha was bullying her, still, in a town like Burton Grove, women were not supposed to be violent. They were supposed to be proper ladies, well-mannered. The thing is, Heather is not that kind of lady."Chris! Oliver's here. It looks like an emergency." I heard Melissa's voice coming from the stairs. I finished fixing myself and ran down to the