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CRIME BOOK 101 Who's the Spy?
Back at the police station, Sam pushed the man named Robi towards the officer to take him to the holding cell. Dakota glanced at someone who had just exited Mr. Ron's office, walking a bit hurriedly. It was Thomas; he hadn’t seen him in a while because he had been busy transferring to another station out of town. His former colleague was back, limping slightly. “Tom, is your leg okay?” Dakota asked. The stocky man smiled at Dakota and raised his hand."Oh, it's nothing major, Dax. Just got a bit tangled up while chasing the suspect yesterday. I’ll go to a massage therapist and I’ll be fine afterward. Not a big deal. Oh, by the way, how's your case going?" Sam returned after dropping off the guy, just about to say something when Dakota jumped in first. "There's nothing much, same old, same old. We're still trying to find witnesses, but there hasn't been any significant progress yet." said Dakota.Sam frowned at Dakota's answer, but Thomas nodded. "Oh, I see. Well, if you need my
CRIME BOOK 101 Trace
As midnight approached in Dakota's apartment. Dakota sat on the edge of the bed in the dark, just sitting quietly and thinking. He pulled out his phone and replayed a five-second video where a woman resembling his mom fell from a balcony, but the person who pushed her wasn’t clearly visible. This video might be the closest evidence he had now that his mom didn’t die by suicide; someone had pushed her.Dakota opened his email on his phone and sent the video to Sam's email address. It didn’t take long for Sam to call back. “Is this the video from yesterday, Dax? Are you sure you want to investigate it?” Sam asked. Dakota nodded. “Well, I’m not sure, Sam, but this might be connected to the murder at the hotel. This video was sent during the incident, and the break-in at my apartment might also be related to it. Whoever they are, they’re trying to find it because they think it might be in my apartment.” “Why do you think that, Dax? Where did you get that information?” Sam asked. Dako
CRIME BOOK 101 Poke The Eyes
“Chiiitttt!!” The sound of tires screeching on the hot asphalt filled the air as several vehicles with flashing lights on their hoods chased after a medium-sized black car. The wail of a siren echoed down the main road, and other cars on the street scrambled to avoid getting involved, pulling over as much as they could. “Chase that one!” Rina was seen sitting in the passenger seat while Aries drove like a racer, pursuing their target along with two other official vehicles. “There he goes, turning right!” Rina held on tightly as Aries expertly maneuvered the car, making a sharp turn that nearly slammed her against the side of the small vehicle. Rina's phone buzzed in her hand. “Yeah, Boss!” It was a call from Sam. Sam, who was in one of the rooms of a three-story apartment on the outskirts of the city, frowned at the noise coming from the phone. “Where are you guys? Are you still chasing him?” Sam asked, recalling Rina's last update that she and Aries had tracked down the man sus
CRIME BOOK 101 Escort. Co
Police headquarters. Rina and Aris were in the interrogation room, questioning each witness and colleague who had seen BigPapa last. Among them was Albert, the finance director of BigPapa and Co. A sharply dressed man whose hair seemed to be stiff from an excessive amount of hair gel that made it shine. In his fifties, he still had a keen interest in fashion, sporting a complete outfit of a dark brown suit made from high-quality merino wool. The latest Dolce shoes, and a small wallet that he always carried to hold his Apple phone and a first-class mini cigar. All of these items were undoubtedly expensive; even a police captain might struggle to afford them on their monthly salary. "This isn't a prostitution ring, but a professional escort service, you understand what that means, right? Or should I explain it further? And please note, BigPapa is not a pimp; that might have been the case in the past, but since we established BPC (BigPapa and Co.) two years ago, we’ve been running a p
CRIME BOOK 101 In The Middle of The Night
Klek. Dakota get out off his car, he parked it in front of an old house not far outside the city. He checked his phone; this was definitely the location Aaron had given him. But this place was very quiet and dark, it was so deserted. The only light came from the streetlamp in front of the large house, which looked like it hadn’t been taken care of in ages. Wild plants were overgrown up to the house balcony, while the roof was nearly collapsing. Some nearby buildings were barely recognizable, and tall weeds were sprouting through the cracks in the pavement, along with dry leaves from the bougainvillea and other lush trees that almost covered the floor surface in the front yard. Dakota took a deep breath; it was already dark, and that guy was really strange for inviting him to a place like this. He pressed Aaron's number, and after several rings, no one picked up. Dakota was starting to get annoyed. From the beginning, he had been a bit hesitant about Aaron's suggestion to meet som
CRIME BOOK 101 Numb
Dakota fell silent, staring off into the distance, looking at his feet covered by a blanket. Since waking up from the coma, she couldn’t feel the tips of her toes. According to the doctor, this was normal, considering AB attacked the nerves first before hitting his heart and brain. He might only be temporarily paralyzed because he could still feel Sam’s strong hands massaging his legs.“Does this hurt?” Sam asked, pulling back the blanket from Dakota’s feet and massaging both of his legs.Dakota nodded. “It doesn’t hurt, but I can feel it.” “Is it like, you’re numbed but can still feel your tooth being pulled?” Sam asked. Hearing this, Dakota furrowed his brow. “What do you mean? What does that feel like?” Sam pursed his lips. “You know, when you go to the dentist, they inject anesthesia into your mouth that numbs it, so you don’t feel pain when they pull your tooth.” Dakota thought for a moment, furrowing his brow again as he looked at Sam and shook his head. “Um, may
CRIME BOOK 101 Don't Do That Again
“Stop it, Dad. Just tell me why you’re really here. It’s not just to say that unimportant stuff, right? I’m not a kid anymore, Dad. Why do you act like I still need all your attention?” Kim's eyes widened; she didn’t expect her brother to say that to their dad. Though, it wasn’t surprising—Dakota had always been sharp with his words, thinking it was just normal for him. When he was ten, the incident caused him to fall into a coma for weeks, He woke up and didn't talk for a long time, He even didn't shed a tear when he learned about his mother's death. And recently they found out about the brain trauma he suffered, it's quite understandable for his coldness.August straightened up, glancing at Roger to signal him and his men to leave the room. Once the guards were gone and it was just the three of them left, August sat down slowly beside the bed. “Hey, Dax, no matter what, I’m really worried. This situation is beyond what I can control, and I truly hope that guy doesn’t start touc
CRIME BOOK 101 Pizza and Chicken
Click. The door opened and closed. It was Dakota's apartment, and that afternoon Dakota had been allowed to return home with outpatient care. Arriving in Dakota's room. "Easy, come here," Sam said, extending his arm around Dakota's shoulder. Dakota glanced at the young man for a moment. "Sam, what are you doing?" Sam frowned. "What else? Helping you get from this chair to your bed. What did you think I was doing?" he asked, still in the same position. Dakota bit his lip; he really did need Sam's help to get to his bed. His legs were still very weak, he couldn’t even stand. Dakota wrapped his arms around Sam's neck while his friend lifted him from the wheelchair to the bed. "Come on, lucky for you that you’re skinny, Dax, you more like a skeleton now. After this, you need to eat a lot; I’ll cook something delicious every day." "Your cooking isn’t that great, Sam, don’t even try," Dakota replied. Sam pouted. "Come on, you can still eat, right? It’s not that bad."