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CRIME BOOK 101 Victim Zero
Sam stepped into his office, placing a hot cup of coffee on Dakota's desk. His colleague had been studying some images on wall of fame board in the middle of the room quite seriously. Sam stood beside him, also observing the board where they had pinned all the evidence photos they had gathered so far.Dakota looked so serious as he examined the murder victim's belongings in the trash, Rio Damsy. "What are you looking at, Dax?" Dakota glanced at the photo of the ring they had just placed there. "I've seen it somewhere before," Dakota said. Sam, who was about to take a sip of his coffee, nearly spilled it all over himself. Instead of drinking, he ended up blowing on it, a bit startled. Dakota shot a look at his partner, wondering how he could be surprised by something like that. He returned to his desk, grabbed the cup of coffee that Sam had just set down. His favorite piccolo coffee; he had only started liking it recently. "Where did you see it?" Sam asked. "The Monty fami
CRIME BOOK 101 It's Back?
Dakota lifted his head, glancing at the woman for a moment. "Don't you find it suspicious that your son's belongings weren't with him when he was found? You haven't found him yet, have you?" Dakota asked. The woman nodded. "Yes, my husband and I were wondering the same thing, but it's possible that the river's current was so strong that Mike's things could have been swept away. And I also don't understand why he wasn't wearing anything except his underwear when he was found. We can't think of anything else, other than bringing our son home," she cried again, sobbing so hard it was difficult to speak. Dakota looked over at Sam for a moment. "Your son was majoring in business, right? Did any professors or even the dean come to pay their respects after his death?" Sam asked. The woman nodded. "Yes, at the funeral home and a few days after my son was buried." "Do you know any of them?" Dakota asked. The woman furrowed her brow, thinking. "I don't really know them well,
CRIME BOOK 101 The Pharmacist.
The atmosphere in front of the pharmacy was quite busy. It was already eleven in the morning, and Dakota had to sit in the waiting area while his medication was being prepared. This felt like a waste of time, Dakota thought, even though he had only been sitting for fifteen minutes. A call came in from Sam just as a young pharmacy technician approached him. Dakota would just ignored it. Sam always call in the bad time.“Mr. Dakota Sorenson?” asked the young man standing in front of him, handing over a brown paper bag. “Yeah.” The young man smiled; from the uniform he wore, it was clear he was a pharmacy technician. He had a friendly face and smooth hands as Dakota looked at what he was holding. It was strange—did everyone know he was a VIP patient there now, to be treated this way? No one had ever mentioned anything before, not even Dr. Elbert. Usually, he would be the one picking up his medication at the counter and paying for it himself. “This is your medication, everything is com
CRIME BOOK 101 The AB
Sam's eyes widened as he saw the needle's tip starting to pierce the vein in Dakota's neck. He raised his weapon. “Alright, let him go, don’t do that! You’ll only make your crime worse—killing girls is different from injuring police, especially the Prime Minister's son. You know what the consequences will be, right?” Sam shouted. He had to use every trick to convince the cornered man; when someone feels trapped, they might do something desperate. Sam glanced at Aris and Beni, who had appeared from the parking lot exit behind the man, both quickly hiding so he wouldn’t see them. Dakota grimaced; he could feel a burning sensation from the needle slightly piercing his vein, hot and painful. Yes, it was the AB drug he knew all too well, and his heart began to race, even though only a tiny bit of liquid had entered his system. Charlie lifted Dakota's body as he felt the young man starting to waver and about to fall. But he couldn’t give up; there was no other choice for him to escape
CRIME BOOK 101 Off the Case
A week earlier. Sam stopped his vehicle in front of the main building of CW campus. He saw Dakota unbuckling his seatbelt and getting ready to step out. He grabbed Dakota's hand before he could exit. “Dax, stay here, and this afternoon the driver from home will pick you up and take you straight back to the apartment. You don’t need to go to the office; this isn’t your case anymore. From now on, I’m pulling you out of this task force,” Sam exclaimed. Dakota halted his hand movement, giving Sam a sharp look. “You must be joking. We’ve been working on this case for a while, and now you want me to back off? Do you really think I won’t be suspicious about what’s going on?” said Dakota.Sam pursed his lips. “Well, nothing’s happened, but Kim heard about this case from the news. She said it’s really dangerous, and before she could say anything, your dad already knew from some news bulletins he read. In the end, he was the one who said he would pull you out of this case. The commiss
CRIME BOOK 101 The Blood
Meanwhile,Dakota was busy with his campus activities, and since he couldn’t go to the police station, he decided to stay on campus longer. His theoretical slides were displayed on the big screen, his voice echoing throughout the large room filled with his students. His teaching assistant was sitting at the end of the table, not far from him, preparing all the materials for the lecture. “A family murder in a house locked from the outside. Form groups of five or six to present your theories about the murder that took place in the locked house. Here are some scenarios you can study; this is an unsolved case from twenty-five years ago. You can draw conclusions from the news that circulated or come up with your own theories…” said Dakota.At the door, Dean Arnold entered with several guest lecturers. He was very proud to showcase his star lecturer, Dakota Sorenson, who was well-known even at other universities. Some of the guest lecturers were certainly familiar with who Dakota Sorenson
CRIME BOOK 101 First Batch
"I was also skeptical at first, but seeing Mr. Sorenson's blood split, it seems to be due to the effects of the AB. Right now, the amount of the drug in Mr. Sorenson's blood isn't that much, but if it were more, just imagine what would happen. His entire body could become paralyzed and stop functioning." said the doctor.Sam's eyes widened. He covered his mouth. “The drug is one of the hell” he can’t believe the effects himself."Guy made that drug, using Mr Sorensson DNA blueprint. The goal was to kill him with a single injection, in the deadliest way he could think of. Guy and I were colleagues back when he worked in virology; I know what he can do to create even the most dangerous drugs," Dr. Holland continued. "But how did Guy get Dakota's blood in the first place?" Sam asked, glancing at Roger, who let out a heavy sigh. "Well, the young master went missing when he was twelve. At that time, the kidnappers demanded a ransom, threatening to kill him if we didn't pay. Luckily, we f
CRIME BOOK 101 The Crime Scene
Sam was eventually kicked out of the Rowen family home. John Rowen said he would personally take the car to the police station so Sam wouldn’t have to bother going in to retrieve it."That guy is unbelievable," Sam muttered.He widened his eyes as he saw Dakota walking toward his car. "Hey, Dakota," he said, grabbing his hand and pulling him toward his vehicle. "Come on, you’re coming with me."He and Dakota settled back into the Hummer, leaving the upscale neighborhood in District One. Sam asked Dakota's driver to go back to the apartment first while he and Dakota would grab a bite to eat before heading back.A few times, Sam glanced at Dakota, trying to stay focused on the road, but he kept turning to look at him, making Dakota feel a bit uncomfortable. "Just ask it, Sam.""Ask what?" Sam replied.Dakota leaned his head back against the seat, trying to close his eyes. "How did I end up there?" said Dakota.Sam pursed his lips, as if his partner could read his mind. "Well, yea