The rain fell very hard. Some lightning and thunder could be seen and heard from a distance. Sam was still sitting in his jeep having lost all sense of where they should go. Certainly don't leave the Z city area because Dakota may be still there. But they have combed all the places, even the impossible ones, the mines of Z City which have been abandoned and left behind ruins and uncontrolled wild plants. Edi and Phil have also contacted Roger. Roger has his way of looking for Dakota's trail, but they will tell each other if they find even the slightest light.
The sun had just risen, the second day, and they had not returned to headquarters at all since yesterday, while the other teams had already returned to change shifts. Aris opened the door from the outside and got into the passenger seat next to Sam, handing him a package of food that Aris had to order online far from Cyan City because there was nothin
“Dakota, wake up, open your eyes!” shouts Sam shaking Dakota's slumped body. Sam lifted Dakota's limp body and saw the blood flowing from his wrist. Sam put pressure on the wound to stop the bleeding. "Dax, wake up, open your eyes" he patted Dakota's cheek trying to wake him up. His whole body was cold as ice, with such cold weather they left him in a room with a temperature far below normal. Sam took off his jacket, put it on Dakota, and tried to wake him up. “Dakota, open your eyes, don't fall asleep” Slowly the loud noise finally woke Dakota up, he wasn't dreaming of seeing Sam's face there. Dakota smiled, with the last of his strength he raised his trembling hand to touch Sam's cheek. "Sam, you came" Sam nodded. “Yes, of course, I'm coming, are you okay? We're getting out of here, can you stand?” Sam shouldn't have asked, Dakota was so weak he was almost dead, how could he stand up? Dakota looked around, he was still in the same room, meaning they hadn't left there yet. Dako
“What about details, like tattoos or birthmarks? Aaron Eralda has a small tattoo behind his ear, a small cross tattoo. And there is a birthmark on the back of his waist. A pretty big mole, do you see it?” Sam asked, impatient to get back to the location, but he couldn't possibly leave Dakota now, they hadn't found who the perpetrator was. Rina shook her head. "I can't see it, Boss, the rest of the body is black, Boss, you know I can't see a corpse like that..." Rina hadn't finished speaking when Sam yelled at her. "The start to do it! Look carefully at the rest of the body, if necessary, hold the part that has the mark. Do I have to tell you how you do your job?” Sam's loud voice surprised Rina. Her boss had never shouted at her before, this must be because his boss was tired and the Professor's condition was worrying, she understood how her boss felt so she wasn't hurt at all. Rina nodded. "Okay, Boss, I'll take a look" Sam lowered his cell phone. Also, his chest, which had been
“Bos” Rina and Aris' voices calling him were ignored by him, until Rina called him again quite loudly. “Bos!” That only made Sam wake up from his dream. “Yeah” just as his phone beside his hand vibrated. He looked at who called him, Roger's number. Without thinking, Sam picked it up. “Yeah Rog” Sam listened carefully. Roger is seen at the Sorenson family's old house which has recently undergone renovations to make it a holiday home. August Sorensson decided not to sell it. Sam asked Roger to monitor the old house complex to see if there was any suspicious movement, he had a feeling those people weren't finished with their business, whatever it was. "Detective, last night some people broke into the complex through the side door, apparently looking for something, but nothing was missing in the house. The night workers found the back garden fence slightly broken and opened by force, it seemed they were looking for something in there. We've checked it, not a single item is missing
"Then, where is your boss now?"Phil glanced at the door."He has been moved to another room, Roger and Edi are with him now," replied Phil, occasionally enduring the pain as the doctor stitched up the wound."Ah, slow down, please"Sam looked around him, all of them were Roger's men, why didn't they call the police? He immediately turned on his cell phone and dialed Rina's number."Rina, you and Luk with the CSU team come to Pinewoods Hospital now, to Dakota's room, something bad has just happened."Rina, who was about to bite into her donut, stopped her hand movements. Widened his eyes.“What Boss?”
“The gunpowder was come from factory outside Cyan city, close to the outer waters leading to Bell Air city. It was closed after allegations that gunpowder material from the factory was found in the house of the dead official. Five factory guards were arrested and some were died in prison. The rest fled and have not been found until now. According to local police reports, they were the perpetrators of the explosion, or suppliers, because the gunpowder from the factory has a special characteristic that is not found anywhere else, when an explosion occurs it will leave a white to bluish residue."Sam pursed his mouth looking at several photos that Aris had collected.“Gunpowder is always have the same characteristic, such a common detail cannot determine if it came from the same item, who makes such reports?” Sam asked.
Klek. The door being open and close again. Dakota, who was reading a thick book while propped up on his bed, turned to see Sam slowly entering with all the fuss, carrying a lot of things in both hands. Kim stood up from her seat in the living room, helping Sam put some things that might have been left by Dakota's co-workers on the table and sofa. “All this from office?” Kim asked. Sam nodded. "Yeah, it's really troublesome, everyone wants to give me this and that, they didn't do that when I was hurt, what’s team is that, who is their boss actually?" Sam grumbled as he approached the bed, looks like Dakota was better because he saw him with sharp eyes. “Hey Dax, are you feeling better? Can you read a book now?” Sam glanced at the book Dakota was holding, it was just an ordinary dictation book, the title alone could give him a headache, let alone reading it. Dakota put the book next to the bed. “Well, my head hurts since I woke up, reading can make me feel better”. Sam pursed his
"Punish them, throw them into the prison! Don't let your guard down!" shouted the head of the demonstration, a middle-aged man holding a loudspeaker. The crowd behind him responded loudly.“Escort it to the end, punish the perpetrator, give justice to the family! Fulfill our demands!”Dakota lowered his shoulders to the pillow. He didn't know what to think now. Happy because it's all over, or is it all just beginning?Kim sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Dakota's face for a moment, seeing how her brother reacted. She didn't expect that Dakota would be very calm after finding out what happened, but this was very good. This means that her worries during the trip if Dakota was affected enough by this, turned out not to be the case. He didn't even know what happened, even though he did, he was very even, like he always was.“What are you thinking?” asked Kim.Dakota looked at his sister for a moment, then opened a thick book that he had read halfway through. He spent a lot of time th
“Oh, that president's case? What do I have to do with that? That is his problem, and also that of several ministers in his parliament. I was summoned to the state investigator's office yesterday, to be a witness. But, I don't have anything to do with that case at all, except for your mother used to work there." said the man.August held his breath after talking like that. He looked at Dakota for a moment, then lowered his head. Slowly the man sat on the sofa beside the bed."Um, Roger said something was missing from under the stone table in the back garden of our old house. Is that something you've been saving all this time? Do those people take it and use it to prove the deviation that those people did before? Do you know what it was before?” August asked. He asked at once because he knew his son didn't like to answer with just one word. It will say it all at once, or not at all.Dakota, who was seriously reading his book on his lap, lowered the thick book a little. Looking at his fat