"Don't fret," Detective Tom's calm voice broke into the chain of thoughts in Leo's head. "The camera is from the station. I bet Joe must have planted more cameras in other departments too." His voice grew lower so he literally whispered the last words. Leo's eyes turned cold. Joe is keeping tabs on the wrong person. He notices the discerning look detective Tom cast in his way. The latter was simply thinking, it's quite evident that Leo has nothing to do with James' murder. He'd also studied psychology in school and had a fair knowledge of reading people— body language. He's been observing Leo from the onset. He is willing to bet that the latter has nothing to do with the murder. The sooner officer Joe realizes this, the faster it would be for them to catch the main culprit. "Fine... Since you don't want us to go back to your office, though I'll suggest not hiding this away from her... Let's go somewhere else. You can call Jake there and I'll question him myself," Detective Tom sug
"You know too much," Hawk uttered those familiar words again. The next sound that resounded in the room was someone cocking a gun. The hoodlum fell face flat and pleaded for mercy,"One more chance boss. I've pledged my loyalty to you since you found me. I'll never rattle you out." Hawk pointed the gun at him and shot it. The hoodlum gasped in pain. In that dire minute, he turned and lifted his face with great difficulty. His eyes widened in horror as he saw the clear image of the man in front of him. Hawk gave a crooked smile and fired the gun several times till the guard's eyes rolled backwards. During the hoodlum's last minute of consciousness, he couldn't help but think— no wonder... Even though they had been working with Hawk for years, none of them had even seen his real face. No wonder, when they'd come to visit him every single time, it was always in the dark. No wonder, despite his horrible escapades, he manages to escape the cops every single time... It's becaus
'I won't be able to come today,' the words kept resounding in her head. She could almost see the nonchalant way in which he had sent the message. Her lips opened slightly as she panted in anger. Why didn't he say that earlier when she sent the picture of the meals to him? How was she going to finish so many dishes!? Besides, he kept mentioning something that came up... What could that be? Valerie looked at the messages on her phone again and suddenly felt suspicious. What's he hiding? Could it possibly be that he is trying to hide his problems from her? She had watched the news on the airplane on her way here and Greene's conglomerate future wasn't looking too good according to the news. Even the family was said to be experiencing great difficulty. Valerie took one look at the chefs running around and walked to the kitchen. She instructed them gently to stop preparing any more meals and to pack up the ones they have already cooked, so that they should be disposed of. The
Even though he was intrigued to ask, he didn't say anything. He simply gave detective Tom an observant look as the latter brought out a notepad to jot down some things. "Well, I remember the janitor has worked here for almost a decade. When the late chairman mentioned to get him an assistant to take some load off his shoulder, he refused. I thought it was strange then. The man was clearly old but he didn't want to resign nor did he want an assistant," He started. Detective Tom nodded to show he was listening and penned down some words on the notepad. "His name was John... What was his last name again?," Jake raked his hair trying to remember while detective Tom gave him an expectant look. He suddenly remembered and blurted out,"Yes. His name was John Heinrich. But most employees call him old John." The pen in detective Tom's hands shook. For f* sake!? Another Heinrich? First, it was Hawk Heinrich and now John Heinrich? Why did the chairman get so tangled with people bea
It was already sunset when a police convoy disrupted the lonely atmosphere of the deserted slum area. Stray cats fled at this sudden appearance. A few eyes gleamed in the dark. When the cops began to step out one after the other, the sounds of footsteps hurrying away followed. The cops exchanged a look as they began to scrunch their noses, some even covered theirs because of the horrible scent the environment was emitting. "Sir, is it too late to turn back?," One of the officers asked officer Joe who moved to the front to lead them. The latter looked irritated by that question because he gave the officer that asked the question a harsh look. "Weren't you the ones that dug out the address?" The officer swallowed his words, nodded and moved backwards. He thought when officer Joe mentioned the fact that they got the address at the same time was suspicious, they weren't going to check the location anymore. Who would have known that after just a phone call, he changed his mind and a
'Q, are you challenging me to solve the case before you do? I'm really curious about your boss— and the Hawaii trip too. I used to wonder how you managed to survive traveling with your lazy trait. Seems like I was wrong,' Joe's response. 'Officer, why do I feel like you are being garrulous tonight? Besides, won't it be a slap in your face if I were to solve the case before you.' Joe could imagine Q's bored face as he sent this message. He hurriedly replied,'It's the nature of a cop to be curious. The chief would be glad to have you back in the team. Why don't you think about it?' Q didn't reply to this message for a few minutes. Joe shook his head and made a clicking sound with his tongue. Seems like he touched Q's sore spot. No one knew why the brat quitted the police force those years when he was clearly so good at it even though he was so young. Maybe he shouldn't have mentioned it. Joe checked his phone one last time. The message displayed was read by the recipient but ther
"Stop looking so tense. I'm sure she'll be fine," Leo tried to reassure Jake when the latter didn't stop looking tense. He kept on clenching and unclenching his fingers. "Why are you so tense though? Or is she perhaps the mysterious fiancee you have been talking about?" Leo's voice was laced with curiosity. "No!" Jake interjected. "I've known Annie since we were children... Since that time she used to walk on the streets in her underwear." Leo's face twitched at this info. The car jerked as it took a left turn. Houses sweeping by. "But you like her, don't you? Did you ever think of confessing or what?" Jake looked up at this question. "I do like her." Leo almost smirked with confidence but the words that followed deflated his confidence. "But not the way you are thinking. I certainly don't like her the way you like young miss." These words caused Leo to blink in surprise. What's this brat saying? Like which young miss? "Boss, even a fool can tell that you like Heaven romantical
They brought out detective Tom next. His condition wasn't as severe as the chauffeur who was immediately taken to the ambulance. Thankfully the hospital isn't faraway. He had minor cuts and felt light-headed but he was fine. The cops moved to the back. Jake was groaning in pain. He apparently has a few fractured bones and some bleeding injury spots. Leo was brought out last. He seemed fine at first as there weren't any visible injuries except a few shards of glasses piercing into his skin but he was unconscious. Then all of a sudden, he started to spew blood. The blood was slowly but furiously trailing down his mouth, even his ears. The nurses shook when they saw this. One of them checked his pulse. Confirming his pulse was relatively weak, she yelled,"He's having a hemorrhage!" The ambulance had already left though and another one was just arriving. They brought out the stretcher and took Leo in. Then they conveyed him and others to the city hospital. The truck driver was led t