Katrin still stood where she had been, the spot where Dakota and Elena had left her, taking a deep breath as memories of the past flooded back. “Heh.” Claudia was depressed and deeply obsessed with Dakota. She went crazy when the young man said they were just a friend, but the girl wanted more than that. She goes crazy every time someone comes near Dakota and holds his hand, she was often getting into catfights because of him. One long night, she slipped a sleeping pill into the young man’s drink and took him out of town. For two days, there was no news until one day Dakota managed to reached her, saying that Claudia might be in trouble. Dakota could have called the police, but he reached her instead.Claudia had killed a young man whom she claimed was trying to assault her, stabbing him dozens of times. But Dakota thought it was the opposite; he couldn’t possibly lie about it. It was actually Claudia who killed the young man while trying to help Dakota escape—A young woman, who
Along the narrow path by the riverbank. "Stop!" Sam's voice was loud as he and Rina chased the suspect who fled upon seeing them approach his boarding house. The man, dressed in old, tattered gray clothes, ran as fast as he could, even without shoes. He was blocked by a few people in his way and pushed them to make way. "Hey!"Sam, with his long legs, jumped over a pile of trash and continued chasing the man. After run of the choice, the skinny man jumped into the river. "Ach God damn it! Why do you have to go down to the river, these are new shoes and pants!"Sam halted, panting; the man, suspected to be Rus, was also out of breath and stopped to look at Sam warily. "Hoh hoh." Sam extended his hand. "Come on, get up! Get up or I’ll shoot your legs!" Sam shouted. He started to run out of patience.Rina ran up behind him, and a few uniformed officers were already following them. Sam pointed at the man, Rus, who was getting ready to flee again. "What are you guys waiting for, hur
The man bit his nails again, cold sweat trickling down his forehead, his legs shaking non-stop. His eyes darted around the room until they landed on Sam, who was standing with a sharp gaze fixed on him, then on Dakota. What was he thinking? Sam, growing wary, moved closer as he saw Rusdy suddenly stand up and lunge at Dakota. "Bang!!!" The man got up from his chair which fell to the floor with a bang, tried to reach Dakota, thinking he might be the weakest among them. He would have almost grabbed Dakota's clothes if Sam hadn’t quickly caught his hand, restrained him."God damn it!" With just a few movements Sam had the man's head flat on the table. Pinned him. The man was still thrashing around, trying to break free, while Thomas motioned for Dakota to step back as other officers entered and restrained him. "Let me go! It wasn't me! I told you my card was lost! Why doesn't anyone believe me?" His eyes widened as he glared at Dakota, as if he wanted to swallow him whole. He continu
"That guy, he’s not the perpetrator; he doesn’t have the guts for that." Sam frowned; Dakota’s words were always well-founded. "You think so? What makes you think that? He’s a lunatic, unemployed, a desperate person with no future; he’d do anything, right?" Dakota nodded. "Yeah, that’s true, but with his nature, he doesn’t have a strong motive to kill the victim especially do that at his former workplace. He might be crazy and desperate, but he’s not someone who craves attention. Looking at how restless he was among so many people, it led to him rambling to cover up his fear; he might be insane, but not that clever." Sam took a deep breath. Pulled his lips."Heh, I think so too, but some evidence at his house suggests he might have actually sold his pass key; that guy is probably part of the killer's crew," Dakota nodded. "Yeah, that could be it. And even though this guy isn't that smart, he wouldn't be dumb enough to give out information about who bought his pass key. From
Sam shook his head, according to Erw, who didn’t want to be disturbed, he would get the address in just a moment. The address where the live broadcast was happening, in just a few seconds. “Got it!” Erwan shouted as he pressed the last key on his keyboard. Immediately, Sam left Erw's seating area. “Send it to my phone!” He rushed out. Ron gestured to a few of his men who had just entered through the door. “Send a few teams over there, notify all teams in the field to head to the location as quickly as possible, come on, move it!” Ron shouted to his subordinates, who quickly left the room. Sam ran into Rina in the parking area and not slowing down rushed to his car. “Come on, Rin!” Rina had just bought two cups of coffee from the nearest café and some snacks for their breakfast; it was only six-thirty, she wasn’t late, right? But Sam was in such a hurry, he had missed the info since his phone had just turned on, and he rushed over there as fast as he could. “Wait up, Bo
Some students were horrified to see it, but many others were capturing it on their phone screens. "Wow, this is insane," voices of disbelief and horror echoed everywhere. "It's that real human?""Think so""Oh my God""Is it the medical schools lost their cadavers?" "Do you think it's just a show from the Drama club?" The crowd looks disgusted, but at the same time, they're curious.Dakota was still standing in front of the building, looking around, searching for a face that might belong to the perpetrator. There could be someone unfamiliar among the crowd, but he didn’t know where to look since everyone seemed suspicious at that moment. Someone behind the building appeared to be watching him, aiming their phone to take close-up pictures and videos of Dakota, capturing every movement and expression, which was surprisingly quite flat. Dakota turned his head, and the person quickly hid himself, but Dakota had already caught a glimpse of a flash, like a reflection off glass or someth
Emma looked at Dax’s hand on emergency bandage.“Is that alright?” asked the forensic officer.Dakota nodded lightly.“No problem”Emma turned the bodies up, two of them tied in one-half naked. The man only wore short trousers and the woman wore a bra and short pants, both looked like in their forty or more."It's clean, whoever the killer is, they definitely plan this up"Dakota gets up from his squat and looks up. The main building of the Psychology faculty, the building itself has five stories, and to get up there, need to go inside and take the elevator or stairs. It needs lots of effort to stage the murder there, and, they must be people who know this building more than anyone else."The level of their showing up their nerve to the tops, and think, we might never catch them no matter how hard we try, they deliberately give a splashy show for their audiences,"Not long after, Emma approached him again, "Dakota, I think you need to see this." Dakota followed where Emma was point
"Dakota, baby! Where are you now?" Elena's voice was loud and sounded anxious. "I'm at the police station, why El?" asked Dakota."I'm coming over, don’t go anywhere, I’ll pick you up, oh babe, thank goodness you’re okay." Dakota furrowed his brow; he hadn’t even told anyone about his involvement in this case, but Elena sounded really worried. "Elena, what’s going on? I’m fine, I’m at the police station, what could happen here? I’m working, you don’t need to come here, bye." Sam approached right after the call with Elena ended. The young detective frowned at Dakota’s very serious expression. "Hey, what’s up? Who called? You seem really serious." Dakota glanced at Sam for a moment. "Did you tell Elena about the video online?" Sam shook his head quickly. "No, why would I do that? Who’s Elena?" Dakota knew that, but he still had to ask, which made Sam frown even more at Dakota’s serious demeanor. That look was typical of Dakota when he was deep in thought about a case
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.