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
“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
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