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The traffic was bad and they were stuck in between two vehicles. Isabella tried driving back but someone thought it wise to block the path, another car was behind her. She didn’t blame the person, after all they were all heading to somewhere. She sighed, she hated Stockholm traffic especially when it was nearing evening. It was as if everyone in the city had decided to come out for a ride and flooded the highways.“ whoever thought it was better to have the SID miles away from the headquarters!”, She muttered.Sophia Chuckled and changed the radio station, pausing to listen to what they were saying.Their division building was a bit on the other side of town rather than at the police headquarters and so if they needed to make reports or attend meetings, they would have to pass through the high way to get to the headquarters.“ What’s happening?, Why is the road blocked?”, Sophia murmured beside her, sticking her head out of the car to check if she could see the cause of the holdup.“
A black Mercedes Benz was parked in his space. The space was always reserved for him and to make sure that nobody parks there, a sign was put up to show that the space was for him. Special consultant.He sighed, driving back so he could park somewhere else. A car was already behind him, blocking him from moving.“ ahh!!...”, he yelled.This was why he hated coming to the police station. “Someone had better have an explanation for this mess up”, he muttered as he stepped out of his car.He angrily stepped out of the car and locked it up. They would fine him for wrong parking and he would fine the person that parked in his space.Johan gingerly entered the police station and headed straight to the crime investigation division. He looked over at Lucas’s desk and saw that the man was not around. So the meeting had started he thought.He moved towards the briefing room and without knocking, entered the room. The meeting had already started, so everyone turned towards him as he entered the
“ Hell freaking NO!”. Isabella was taken aback when he, her supposed partner, yelled out his response. Sincerely speaking, she had been expecting him to be willing and docile about the whole arrangement but his reaction two seconds ago was an indicator that he was not in agreement with the decision, so he wasn’t the one who was calling the shots.“ I didn’t agree to have any partner and I don’t want one, I work alone and that’s it. “ he said.Isabella scoffed, if he worked well alone, then why did they need a partner for him. All she knew was that he was a special consultant for the police, CID to be specific. What he did for them, she didn’t know.“ what exactly is your work again?”, she asked.“ none of your business!”, he fired abruptly.Isabella scoffed, this is great, just great. Not only did she have an amateur as a partner, she also had a secretive partner too.Well, she wasn’t the one who needed a partner, he was the one that needed a partner. She was good either way.“ I assu
Erik's POV Erik checked the time that evening and sighed, he was working late again and had forgotten the time. Working this late meant that he would be staying over at the office rather than go back home because he hated driving late at night.Someone knocked on his door. so he wasn’t the only person staying over at the office, he thought.“ Come in…”, he answered.Brandon poked his head into his office, “ I saw your lights on, working late again?”, He asked.Erik sighed, relaxing on his seat, “ Yeah... You?”, He asked.Brandon opened the door to allow him enter the office, “ I called my driver, he should be on his way.”, he replied.Erik nodded, he thought as much. To drive at night by this time would need someone who is focused and not someone who could fall asleep on the steering wheel after working for long hours.“ how’s the case going?”, Brandon asked.“ As expected, they refused to sign. Still demanding that the company shuts down or pay them a huge compensation for wrongful
Erik's POV Erik knew that he was not alone in his office. He had sensed the presence of another person in the office with him but had been too lazy to open his eyes and stand up. Whoever the person was, he or she would have to wait for him to wake up fully.“ I know you’re awake Erik…”, his father, Geoffrey said.‘shit!’, Erik cursed internally.Facing his father early in the morning was not the first thing he wanted to do. If his father was there that morning, then it meant that he was there to nag and complain and make him question why he had a father in the first place.Erik has heard enough of complains to last him a life time, from his father to Timothy, then Johan. He gingerly opened his eyes, looking at his white ceiling first before turning to face his father.He stared at the man who was standing near the window with his back facing Erik.Erik sighed as he sat up on the couch. He needed to be ready to face his father that morning and so he decided not to say anything but to
Johan's POV “ Dad…”, Johan greeted his father, not expecting to see him in Erik’s office.“ Johan…”, his father returned. “ good to see you son..”, he added.Johan bit his lips looking between Erik and his father, “ I can come back again or wait if this isn’t a good time”, he offered.“it’s a good time Johan..” his father replied.Johan heard the warning in his voice loud and clear.He sighed as he walked into the office, keeping the bag he was carrying on the table and taking a seat beside his father. It felt like a therapy session between him and his father with Erik being the therapist.Johan had been so tired when he returned from work the previous day, he had fixed himself something simple to eat for dinner and headed to bed almost immediately. They have not been partners for more than twenty four hours and he was already tired of her. He had decided to suspend every discussion he was going to have with Erik until the next day.Morning had come quickly for him but instead of sta
Isabella walked into the office with as much confidence as she could muster to face the day. Not only was she praying for strength, she was also praying for tolerance to conquer her partner’s excessive attitude.When she got to her desk, or table rather, she was shocked. The entire office was empty. She checked the time and saw that it was just a few minutes past six in the morning. Someone must have come in to work right?, She was not the first and only person right?, She tried to give herself that encouragement.Setting her desk for the day took longer than expected because she had to sort through the file. By the time she was done exactly forty five minutes later, Hayden waltzed into the office. This was the last person she wanted to see first thing in the morning. Deciding to not even talk to him, she pulled out her iPad and got to work.The only thing was that she was noticing all of Hayden’s movements. Not because she was focusing on him or watching him but because he was intenti
Johan drove like a mad man, he was sure that he was going to be getting a speeding ticket after the way he was driving. GPS had estimated the time to get to the crime scene as thirty five minutes, he got there in eighteen minutes.He spotted Lucas immediately he crossed the yellow tape, making the mistake of touching the tape with his bare hand. A flash of an officer’s memory where he saw the man eating gross food entered his mind and he kicked it off immediately.“ Hey… “, he called, jogging to meet Lucas.Lucas turned at the sound of his voice, “ nobody has gone in, you’re going in for a reading”, he said.Johan raised a brow at him, “ really? “, he asked looking stunned. “ with these people around? “ he asked looking at the persons who were around the scene.He saw Liam talking to the fire service man and then Isabella at the other end, talking to a kid. Hayden was not seen yet.“ Are you sure it’s okay… “, he whispered to Lucas.Lucas sighed, “ except you have a better option, then
“The only pictures worth making are the ones that are playing with fire.” ~ Billy Wilder Isabella walked into the forensic department of the police force with renewed zeal and focus. She moved with a strong and firm desire to catch the arsonist. After hitting a head block for weeks, she was hoping for a miracle.She has left the hospital after Johan had woken up and even though she had seen him briefly, they had not spoken to each other. What was she supposed to say, ' hey, I’m sorry for not backing you up', ' I’m sorry you got hurt while I was being a mess', ' I’m your partner and I suck'.She sighed, pushing the doors to the lab where the evidence from the crime scene was being analyzed. She spotted Hayden before he saw her.“ Hey” Hayden called with a wave.She went to stand next to him, looking through the transparent glass separating them from the lab.“ hey, what’s the news.?” She asked Hayden.The man flicked his gaze briefly to her before he sighed.“ you know
“ Mikael!, Wake up.” Someone called him, shaking his shoulders.He frowned, who the hell was Mikael, he thought as he forced his eyes open to look into the green eyes of the familiar man that now frequently appeared in his dreams.“ C’mon son, you’ll be late for school if you don’t get up, plus your mom would eat my head if you’re late…” the familiar man said.Johan’s frown deepened, what the hell was going on. The man was calling him Mikael. Was he hallucinating or something, and school?, What school was he talking about, he thought.“Get moving son” the man said, as he dragged Johan out of the bed. He wanted to ask the man who he was, but his mouth couldn’t utter a word even as he was dragged out of bed into a familiar hallway. He tried to remember where he had seen this hallway before, but his memory was coming up short.The man led him to the table and sat him down, before he went about doing other things in the kitchen; making breakfast perhaps.This certainly was not
Isabella stood fixed by the door. She could see Johan clearly from where she was standing, though the door was closed, she could look through the glass opening on the door and see him. He was lying on the bed with an oxygen mask on his face, he had tubes and wires connected to his body that she couldn’t even trace what each was for. Her eyes settled on the monitor where she could see his heart rate. He was alive, that was all that mattered. He was alive.She caught Erik, Johan’s brother staring at her from inside the room, but he turned back to look at Johan as if she was not there. She had a feeling that he understood to a certain degree how she felt and was giving her time to organize her thoughts.The explosion at Norman’s house had shook her. It had triggered another traumatic experience for her where she had to remember her past Memories that she would rather forget totally. Of all the recent episodes that she had experienced, this one was the worse. It had taken her a while be
Erik knew that he was doomed, the moment his father turned to glare at him, he knew that their lies had finally caught up with them. His father smiled as he turned to look at a confused Lucas.“ oh, you’re Lucas?, Johan had mentioned you before…”, his father muttered. Really? Erik wanted to ask, because he highly doubt that his brother had mentioned Lucas to the man before. Erik blinked, what was his father playing at here. There was no way Johan would have mentioned Lucas to their father. He had been hiding the fact that he was working for the police force, so he couldn’t possibly tell his father about Lucas, who is a detective.Lucas smiled with a nod, “ he did?”, he asked surprised. “ that’s surprising …” Lucas muttered as he flicked his gaze to stare at Erik with an arched brow. Erik looked away though, after giving him the ' cut it' sign.“ Yes...so my son was caught in an explosion. I want to know why my son was even in the building in the first place?”, Geoffrey asked. “ I
Geoffrey cannot remember the last time he had driven this fast before, ignoring all traffic rules. He was shocked that a police van had not started following him and asked him to pull over for breaking traffic rules. He was a father who needed to get to his son one way or the other and if getting a speeding ticket would get him to Johan, then fine, he would get one.Geoffrey cut a vehicle that was about to cross into the other lane, he knew he was driving recklessly and could even hear curses from the other drivers.“ How long before I can get to the hospital, Jane?”, he asked the AI system installed in his car.“ at this rate Geoffrey, in five minutes…”, the AI replied.“ let’s make it three minutes then…”, he muttered, stepping on the paddle. “ I would advice against that as it breaks road regulations and can put you in danger…” Jane the AI answered.Geoffrey rolled his eyes, well, good thing he could over look that advice. Different thoughts ran through his mind about Johan. What
“ What?!, Someone got there before you?”, Geoffrey storm bellowed.The man standing before him took a step back and gave a Curt nod, “ yes sir. When I got there, the house had already exploded. I just merely escaped without being noticed.” He explained.Geoffrey ran a hand through his hair, cursing under his breath. Who the hell was doing this and why were they making it look like it was Mancap. This was the fourth time the house with the victims suing Mancap was exploding. It was either someone was intentionally killing them or they were looking for something.Or… The System, it couldn’t be right?. The last time the System surfaced, that was years ago. Years that he had put behind him. He shook his head. There’s no way they were back.“ if this keeps happening, then we’ll have to shift to plan b. For now, stay underground and well hidden. Your face might show up in the CCTV footage near the explosion, stay hidden. I’ll call you when it’s all cleared”, Geoffrey told the man in front o
Deciding to go in, a child needed to be saved first, he stood up, ran over to someone and pulled the thick blanket she was carrying over his shoulder. He briefly saw a memory of the person he had collected the blanket from. She had been drinking earlier, he scoffed.Johan approached the house, he could feel the heat from the fire. He hoped that he would come out of this ordeal alive. He thought about the boy in the fire, if he was feeling this hot, he wondered what the child was going through in the house.He silently said a prayer and entered what was left of the house.“ shit!”, Johan cursed as he touched something that was hot. He has to refrain from touching things. The house was already burning and the fire was spreading to the other side of the house, he needed to be very fast or else he was not going to loose his life, but also that of the child.The decision to go in had been a split second Decision that he made irrespective of whether he found the child or not. There was a fi
Mr. Benson sighed, looking around like he was being watched, “ I don’t know…”, he lied, Erik noticed.“ All I know is that I don’t want to end up like the other families, so leave me alone please and don’t come back here”, he spoke abruptly, slamming the door at their faces.What just happened, Erik arched a brow at Lucas who was also as stupefied as he was. One thing was clear though, Mr. Benson was scared, and the only reason was because he was under threat and someone was watching him.They were on their way to the next house, since Mr. Benson had provided them with little or no information about what was happening because he didn’t want to die, then they had better check in with the other families, if they were acting the same too.“ I need to check in with the guys to know what they’ve gathered so far”, Lucas said beside him, making the call. Erik was less interested in the call Lucas was making and more interested in how to make this case less complicated.With what he knows now,
Johan sniffed the air, “ do you smell that?”, he asked her.Isabella frowned, “ smell what…”, she said looking at him.He closed his eyes as if he was trying to remember what the smell was. He knew it was a chemical but he couldn’t pinpoint what exactly it was. There was no industry around the area, so it was abnormal for that kind of smell to be perceived in the area.Moving slowly towards Norman’s house and following the smell, he stopped when someone held him back.“ what the hell!”, Isabella shouted, pulling him out of his dreamy state. He snapped, Turning, he saw that it was Isabella gripping his cloth. Good thing she had not touched his bare skin, it wasn’t like he could see or read her Memories. He arched his brows at her.Even though they had been able to be civil with each other today, it doesn’t mean she should go around touching him, though he had thought that her touch would irritate him, he didn’t feel irritated, he actually feels like he wanted her to keep touching him