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,
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
“ 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
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
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
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
“ 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
“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