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."
Emma’s room. That afternoon, Emma’s team had performed an autopsy on the decaying body they had just found. The room was filled with a pungent odor, and Emma and her crew were wearing full hazmat suits to avoid any unwanted incidents.That woman has worked as a forensic doctor since she graduated. From her appearance, no one can tell how old is she, and she won't tell, don't bother to ask her. Graduate as Doctor Devil, that is what her colleague calls her since the woman is only interested in corpses, not in alive people. She said, that corpses, cadavers, bodies, or remains, have more words to tell than live ones, and, she can understand what they say. Her colleague called her a freak, no wonder no one wanted to be her friend.But ever since joining the force and working with Sam and others, that woman looks more like a human lately, she's quite funny.She cut the corpse's chest in a Y shape, right from her neck, straight to her stomach and lower. The fluid and content that right away
The lobby of the luxurious apartment in the heart of the city was indeed fitting for its name, with beautiful and lavish decor and furniture that was a delight to the eyes. Only people with excess money could afford an apartment there. Dakota pushed his wheelchair to a stop in the middle of the lobby, looking up to take in his surroundings. The high ceiling was adorned in gold, with large crystal chandeliers reflecting the light. The floor was made of shiny granite that looked quite slippery and clean.Dakota glanced at his watch as several police officers stood guard nearby while Sam and his team headed upstairs to raid Albert, who Erw and Rina knew was behind the dashboard camera in his car. They were also aware that his last meeting that night was with his boss, who was found dead in a horrific manner. Erw managed to recover the contents of a memory card that had been deliberately damaged, which they found in Albert's office. Although that evidence was illegal and couldn't be used
They both stopped their conversation when the new therapist arrived. Creak. The door opened and closed again, revealing a young man in light green scrubs. The uniform for therapists at the hospital, the muscular young man with bulging arms stopped in front of Dakota and Sam, smiling as he extended his hand toward Dakota.“Pardon me, Mr. Sorensson, for being late, let me introduce myself, I’m Dav your new therapist,” the man immediately recognized Dakota, of course, he was the one in the wheelchair and not Sam. The young man extended his hand toward Dakota, waiting for him to shake it. Sam’s eyes widened; he wasn’t going to miss this chance again. After the last therapy session, Dakota had completely ignored him, even refusing to shake hands when their session ended, and it seemed the same thing was happening with this young man Dav, who had been holding out his hand for a while but Dakota just stared at him. Sam felt a sense of satisfaction, laughing to himself at the situation.It
Sam and Dakota invited Rina, Aries, and Emma to their apartment for a fun night, celebrating the resolution of the murder case of a woman committed by the boss of Big Papa & Co, and the murder of his boss by his own associate. All the evidence was solid and ready to be handed over to the court; the rest was no longer their job. Although for Sam and especially Dakota, their case still felt far from over, for the team, this case was wrapped up. "Cheers!" Rina exclaimed. A large glass of refreshing cold beer accompanied them as they enjoyed their casual meal, which was spread out across the table in Dakota's luxurious apartment. Emma looked around. "Wow, this apartment is nice; it really feels different. Just stepping in, the aroma is already distinct." said Emma."Of course, only Professor Dakota could have this," Rina chimed in. Aries stuffed his mouth with food, unable to comment. "This belongs to Kim; she's abroad, so I can use it to my heart's content. Besides, the securi
CW University. Almost midday.In the coffee shop on the ground floor of the main CW building. Dakota looked up as he saw Sam approaching with his order, black coffee, and a piece of tiramisu cake. Even though it was getting close to noon, they had rushed out that morning and forgotten to take the time to enjoy their coffee. Sam took a sip of his coffee. "Hmm, this smells amazing." Sam glanced at his watch; it was past eleven, but there was still no sign of Dakota's senior showing up. That guy really didn’t value their time. "It’s been ten minutes already, where is he? Let’s just head back to the office," Sam said. Dakota lifted his coffee cup, savoring it slowly. "Your watch is too fast, Sam. It’s only one minute past eleven," said Dakota. Sam widened his eyes, glancing at his watch and then at the wall clock not far from them. "Really? No wonder I’ve always been early, but still late by a minute, how silly." Sam hadn’t finished grumbling when someone appeared from beh
The next day at the police headquarters. In the meeting room. Aries was assigned to present their case this time in front of a large screen. Inside the room were the division head, Ron, Sam, Rina, Erw, Emma, and several young detectives who were helping with the investigation, not to mention Dakota, who was sitting next to Sam, listening intently to Aries’s presentation. In addition to the large screen showing photos of the victims, there was also a big board where all their findings were collected manually, giving their brains a chance to think critically as they examined the images more closely and possibly discover something from them. There were two large photos, one of the victim’s body and another of the victim’s severed leg, labeled as Victim 1 for the body and Victim 2 for the leg, confirming that there were indeed two victims. Earlier in the forensic autopsy room, Emma had placed the body of the victim without the right leg on one table and the leg on another. "There
Back to the police headquarters.Sam looked at the report on his desk. Some clues regarding their stump case. Photo of the victim, photo of the victim's clothes worn when he died. According to Emma, the victim’s clothes were exposed to some foreign chemicals, ranging from floor cleaning detergent to disinfectant, like those usually found in hospitals.The chemical is very common and can be found anywhere, so it cannot be used as a material to narrow the search area for the location of the leg cutting.Aries and Rina entered after being out all day for their investigation, Sam looked at them for a moment and continued to read the piling-up documents on his desk."What did you guys find?" asked Sam.Aries and Rina looked at each other until Rina stepped forward first."Some tattoo house owners say, judging from the shape and workmanship, this tattoo is a special order, only a group of people have it. I got information from one of the owners of the tattoo house in the city center, the P
Emma sat back down, and it was now Rina's case. Sam looked serious until his phone in his pocket vibrated. A call from someone he wasn't expecting, just as he thought. Jack Moris from the federal agency."Yeah," Sam said, getting up from his seat. He glanced at Ron across from him, then got up to answer the phone.“You’re incredible! We haven’t even released any reports to headquarters, how did you know about this? Did you plant spies in our office?” Sam asked. Jack Moris’s voice boomed in his ear; Sam had to pull the phone away, his ear aching from the man’s thunderous tone.“Ouch, that’s loud,” he muttered, pressing the phone back to his ear.“This might not even be the same case. Why don’t you let us handle this first? You won’t be late getting information, trust me. It could just be a random attack, like what usually happens. Anyone can go crazy, right? Are you sure this is
Morning comes. The sun shone brightly until it hit the highest part of the Bayward One tower and reflected all around it. The busyness of the metropolitan city has been visible since the sun was bright. Far below, the city's main roads are starting to fill with vehicles of all sizes sharing the pollution.Sam had just put on his leather jacket, today was going to be a busy one. He had to go early in the morning to the office for the weekly routine meeting and to analyze the various cases that were piling up.The bombing case at the center has not yet been resolved and several other cases have emerged. He came out of his room, and saw Dakota who was ready at the dining table in the kitchen. As usual, chef Edi looks quite busy in the kitchen.Don't look at his appearance like that, what is clear is that his monthly salary is much bigger than Sam's, he knows that from Kim. Sam just wanted to resign and become Dakota's personal driver, that would be more profitable
It was getting late, midnight, and Sam had just finished cleaning up. He came out of the bathroom, toweling his hair with a small towel, his upper body bare except for a towel around his waist. He approached the bed where Dakota was already sitting, opening his laptop."Wow, it's midnight, my dear professor. Time for bed, why are you still working?" Sam said, stopping beside Dakota.Dakota looked up, seeing Sam's slightly wet, bare upper body displaying his muscular chest. Sam seemed quite proud of showing it off.Dakota just pursed his lips, ignoring Sam and continuing to look at his laptop screen. Sam smirked; he'd intentionally teased Dakota, but the young man was completely unaffected. He'd hoped for some kind of reaction.Sam sat down next to Dakota. But before he could sit on the soft bed, Dakota moved the pillow from his left side onto the bed, preventing Sam from sitting down."You can get a blanket from the closet. The couchis very s
Dakota looked at the takeout container Luke had placed on the table. He watched him slowly sit down."Aren't you with guests? Why aren't you eating with them?" Dakota asked. Luke waved his hand dismissively."Let my secretary keep them company, I said I had important business. Look at this, supposedly amazing steak, almost perfect reviews. Next time we have time, we'll eat at the restaurant, they say it's much better there."said the man excitingly.Dakota looked at the logo on the box."I tried it last week with Sam."said Dakota.Luke's hand movement stopped; he looked disappointed."Oh, really? Was it good? How’sthe rate?" Luke asked."Yeah, pretty good," Dakota replied casually.Luke placed the plate in front of Dakota and carefully took out the neatly arranged steak from the box. Even though it was in a delivery container, the restaurant paid attention to quality, keeping it aesthetically pleasing wit
Rina approached their office just as Sam came back in after dealing with the attackers. She looked annoyed.“Boss,”Sam turned. He was applying a compress to his jaw, which was swollen and slightly red from the hard hit.“What about the woman? Did she confess?” Sam asked.Rina and her boss went into their office. It was dark outside, and the air was getting cold. Everyone was exhausted.“She’s very good at making excuses, Boss. According to her secretary, there was information about a room that couldn’t be used; she told Amelia because she was in charge of the seminar. After that, she got word to move everyone to the auditorium at the last minute. All the information fits Amelia Roy’s alibi,” Rina replied.Sam sat down, wincing slightly from his bleeding lip, a souvenir from the thug’s punch.“She must have planned everything meticulously. Find out the woman&rsquo
The wail of sirens echoed in the distance. Fire trucks had arrived and were tackling the blaze that erupted from an explosion of some electronic equipment in the now-destroyed auditorium building. Several ambulances pulled up, administering first aid to the victims, including Dakota, Luke Osborn, and Sam, who sat on the side of an ambulance, their faces and bodies covered in dust."Here, let me brush off your clothes," Sam said, brushing thick dust from Dakota's sleeve. They both looked like they'd just cleaned out an abandoned warehouse.Dakota had some scrapes on his forehead, and his clothes were torn; besides the aches and pains from the impact of the debris, they seemed alright. Medics bandaged a gash on Dakota's arm and Luke Osborn's forehead scrapes."Why did they target this building? Man, this was built less than two years ago. If they wanted to blow something up, they should've gone for that old building behind the lab," Luke said, propping his chin in his hands.Sam sat b
"Having no one to eat with is kind of weird, right? Is Mr. Meyers still reaching out to you?" Luke asked as he opened his takeout bag and pulled out his food, setting it in front of him. Dakota closed his laptop, watching Luke unpack his meal from the carton and arrange it neatly. The guy even opened the chopstick wrapper to hand it to Dakota."Why would he reach out to me? We're not that close," said Dakota.Luke raised his eyebrows at Dakota's response. "Oh, really? I thought you two were close. He often invites you to lunch and waits for your class to finish. If that's not close, then what is?"Dakota opened his lunch box. For some reason, he felt like trying the wet noodles Rina had recommended a while back; they looked pretty good."We have lunch together too,
The sun shone brightly, breaking through the curtains and hitting the long sofa in Dakota’s room. Sam lay face down there all night, still in the clothes he wore yesterday.“Ouch, my body,” he turned over, feeling sore after sleeping on that couch all night.Even though it was the softest, highest-quality sofa money could buy, it would still be more comfortable to sleep in a bed. He remembered that last night because he was so tired, he fell asleep on Dakota’s very tempting bed, so why did he end up there?“Boss, let’s go out!” Edi’s voice still echoed in his head. His forehead was hot, and he was sweating even though the room was cold. He pulled himself up and sat, glancing at Dakota’s neatly made bed. It was nearing noon, eight in the morning when h
Sam frowned; he had misspoken.“I mean, don’t stay up too late. You’re still in recovery. The city is now in chaos; it’s better to stay in the apartment and lock all the doors. I’ve already asked Roger to add more people if needed.” Sam added.“What does that have to do with me? I have Edi here; don’t do unnecessary things. Since when does Roger have to listen to you?” said Dakota.Sam bit back the urge to shout. That stubborn one.“Since the honorable Prime Minister said I have to keep an eye on you, twenty-four hours a day, every second, every minute, even microseconds if necessary. So Roger and anyone else has to listen to me,” he said, annoyed.