Sam glanced at what Dakota was reading so seriously that he didn't pay attention to him, or in other words, ignore him.
"Does it have to be finished as soon as possible?" Sam asked.
Dakota nodded.
"Yeah, so tomorrow Eli can send it to the chancellor's office. Some of these students need scholarships more than anything." He was almost done, a total of around one hundred and five students received scholarships that year.
Sam widened his eyes, the professor was indeed a hard worker. Seeing what Dakota was doing made Sam think.
"That's right, what, previously you also handled the scholarship for Mira Rosa?" Sam asked.
Dakota turned around. He shook his head.
"There was the fifth kid, you said one was returned, what made him back?" Dakota asked. Lucy looked at the old woman for a moment before answering. The old woman nodded. “Eh, that..” ….. The sound of the wheels of Sam's jeep could be heard quite clearly in the cabin. Time to head back to town after getting the information they need. The head of the foundation has also provided the address where the fifth child was adopted by a small family two years later. It is on the way to the city, there's no harm in visiting them. Even though they don't know what they will get there. Sam looked at Dakota who was looking at several photos of the foundation people who had adopted four mentally retarded children. Those people appreareance looked like smart people from an institution, not just a normal family, like what the assistant of the orphanage said. “What do you mean by suspicious?” Sam asked Lucy who was leading them toward the parking lot. The woman looked around, as if afraid that som
He looked at Dakota for a long time, then continued their steps towards their room, it was already three in the afternoon. Looked like his men were out to do their work, there was no people in there. Sam approached the water dispenser and grabbed two glasses for he and Dakota, taking them to Dakota's table and sitting on the edge of his desk. Thinking out loud. “Looks like we have to visit the foundation, whether that's its real name or not. Erw might be able to trace his address." Dakota looks at Sam. "That girl, she took her own life, how about asking her family to take her body?" Sam lowered his glass of water, taking a deep breath. “Heh, yeah, that's so weird, why none of her family came to take her body. Well, that's right, her family definitely knows where the foundation is, right? Or, they are people from the foundation?” Sam asked. Dakota tugged at the corners of his lips, did it take Sam long to realize that? ….. Bayward's third district. The fire brigade truck was se
Emma showed the preliminary report she had compiled. “The victim, Rudy, his wife and child died due to a severe blow to the head. The back of Rudy's skull was badly fractured, his wife's on the crown, while his son's was on the side of his right ear. Possibly a blunt object such as a baseball bat or something like that. There were traces of resistance resembling knife cuts on Rudy's palms, his feet and hands were also hit by knife cuts. This is the second weapon, possibly a short, wide knife, resembling a machete. And son, there were fracture marks on the boy's legs, the right shin and the left knee. It's still not known what cause it, it could be due to a fall or being hit." Sam looked at several x-rays of the bones of the three victims. Emma worked quite quickly considering the body only arrived yesterday afternoon. He looked at Aris. "Aris, pay a visit to this man's old wife's house, then this man reportedly has a property business with his partner. The building belonged to the t
Sam and Dakota stopped in front of the tightly closed high fence, the address given by Erw. As soon as they arrived there and welcomed by a piece of paper written big, Building under Bank supervision. That is the address where the Hope Sun Foundation should be, a foundation that adopts mentally retarded children from the Rowena orphanage. Not just from the Rowena orphanage, but it is known that the foundation also accepts mentally retarded children who were abandoned by their families from all over the place within twenty years. They have been operating for more than twenty years. But the foundation, which occupies a fairly large complex in Bayward, district two, is now nothing more than a tall, silent, tightly-enclosed fence, with not a single person to be seen there."Seriously, are they closed?" said Sam, trying to peek in through the fence. The empty building and complex, looked like zombie land. Dakota looked around, it was clear from the letter on the fence that this complex was
Emma appeared from behind the door. Wear a hazmat complete with a mask to avoid the foul smell spreading in the high room. The young woman lowered her body, checking the body which was still in its original position. The young woman who became a forensic doctor after graduating from medical school looked carefully from behind her clear glasses."Whuuh, who's partying here?" a voice came from the door. You can already guess whose voice disturbed the peaceful quiet room without any screams that caused noise pollution.Sam and Dakota were standing in front of the door, looking at the scene of their crime that afternoon. Suite apartment in downtown Bayward. What an unpleasant sight.Emma looked at Dakota from head to toe."Prof, you said there was a seminar today at uni, why
Hearing Dakota's name being mentioned Sam widened his eyes.“D-Dakota? In our apartment? What, it's just a coincidence? Recently, many people from his campus also lived in that apartment. Not necessarily everything is related to Dakota, right?"Ron pursed his mouth."Well, that's why we ask you and Dakota to stay away from this case, don't let him get involved further."Sam looked at the next page of the report which looked like a typical typical case. What is interesting about the case of a student's suicide that it has attracted the attention of the state federal agency, especially since it has been investigating it for more than years.“Is it because the child was adopted by the Hope Sun Foundation? And not lon
Aris approached Sam who was standing in the lounge enjoying his morning coffee. Sam looked at his subordinates, then took his coffee cup out to his office. “Boss, Bud Gale's alibi has been confirmed. He was out of town when the incident happened five years ago. Several eyewitnesses said that that day there was an accident in front of the shop owned by the Gale family, which used to be the shop owned by Gus Gale, Bud Gale's grandfather, who often used his car to the town. The car was still registered as belonging to his grandfather a year earlier and a few months before the incident he changed it to Bud's name because his grandfather thought he would have difficulty taking care of everything about the car if he suddenly passed away. Gus Gale died of a heart attack two years ago at his home” Sam arrived at his desk. Put down the coffee cup and sit in his chair. Sam thought for a moment, placing both hands on the table. Seriously enough. He then glanced at the box of donuts not far in f
The sound of camera shots could be heard amidst the hustle and bustle of the campus which suddenly became a crime scene. At midday, the road leading to the main campus building was temporarily closed for students or anyone else to pass.Liam finished taking photos of the blood splatters all over Dakota's body, on his pants, shoes, bag, and even the front of her clothes. The body fell less than a meter in front of Dakota, apart from the blood splatter, many other small parts had gotten on his clothes. Sam gave Dakota a change of clothes he brought from his jeep."Here"Dakota looked at Sam for a moment, then took a set of tops and bottoms that Sam often put in the jeep in case he needed to work overtime outside. It still smells fresh, otherwise Dakota wouldn't want to wear it.Sam pointed to Dakota's cheek who was leaving to go to the restroom.“Clean your face, there is blood in your hair too”Dakota tugged at the corners of his lips. He didn't like all the dirt that got on his face a
The young man’s face… it was like the face of the stabber at the mall yesterday. He was clearly a special needs child, possibly one of the children from those secret laboratory experiments.Dakota looked at the three campus security guards standing watch, batons in hand. A few more guards were just appearing behind them. Luke moves in front Dakota to keep him from harm.“Hey kid, calm down. Do you know what you’ve done? You just killed someone. You’re smart, you don’t want to die stupidly or go to jail, right?” Luke asked, though he knew it was too late to talk him down, he still had to try.The young man grinned, raising a long, kitchen-knife-like blade that gleamed sharply. He wiped the remaining blood on the blade with his tongue, licking it clean. Luke fought back a wave of nausea.“Oh.”“They study air theory, let them feel what it’s like to fly through the air. That&rsqu
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