I instinctively take a step back the moment Commander Wilson orders his men to arrest me. Before I can say anything, someone holds me by the arms and forces me to put them behind my back. Then I feel the handcuffs on my wrists.
“No, no, wait, I didn’t do anything,” I cry out nervously.
“Silence!” Lt. Parker yells at me as he drags me to the back of the black van. “We have a suspect in custody. I repeat, we have a suspect in custody,” he says to the radio.
I start to tremble, panic overcomes me and I am barely able to stand. Oliver Parker pushes me inside the van and then he roughly forces me to take a seat. Several Sharks get in the van after me, they all look at me with disdain. I mentally go back to the day I was arrested. Everythi
A half hour goes by, the commander says nothing to me. He just ignores my presence and continues acting as if I wasn’t in his office. Finally, the door opens and Jareth Jordan comes in with a wide grin on his face.“Good news, commander. I have the security footage right here,” he says as he lifts a tablet in the air. He walks towards Mortensen’s desk and shows him the recording. “Here you can clearly see Aubrey and the Matron crossing the street and then, the green car runs the red light and tries to run over them, you see? Aubrey saved the Matron by pushing her and then… there! the first rock is thrown… the second… and the third. I also got the testimonies from the two workers backing Aubrey’s declaration. Everything checks out.”“Good, give me this,” Commander Mor
“Good morning, Aubrey. Are you ready?,” Matron Constance says to me as she stands on the front porch with her hands on her back.“I…” for a second I feel baffled by her presence but then I recall the awful attack against Matron Mary Ann, of course she is not going to be able to come pick me up after what happened. “Yes, I am ready, good morning, Matron Constance.”“Excellent, then let's get going. It is a lovely morning, isn’t it?"I close the door behind me and I follow the Matron.“How is Matron Mary Ann doing?” I ask her while we walk.“She is much better now, thank you for asking, she is a little scared because of what happened, but luckily she is going to recover. She will take a few days off and then she will be as good as new and ready to go back to the Ministry to work,” she replies without slowing
The next morning, as we walk towards the subway station on our way to the Bearer Center, Matron Constance notices a scarf on a store window that she likes.“Look at that! They don’t make scarfs like that anymore,” she exclaims pleasantly surprised. “Aubrey, wait here as I go in to inquire about the price.”Matron Constance doesn’t even give me time to reply, she goes into the store hastily as I watch her go. She is definitely not like Mary Ann, she would have never left me unattended in the middle of the sidewalk. Matron Constance is more relaxed about watching over me and I appreciate it.Through the store window, I see the Matron talking to the store clerk. Based on their body language, I think it’s safe to assume she is bargaining the price.&n
Matron Constance is ringing the doorbell insistently. It’s not 8:30 yet, I don’t understand why she is in such a hurry. I run downstairs as fast as I can and the moment I open the door she tells me to hurry up.“You mentioned you knew how to cook, right?” The Matron asks as we walk to the subway station.“Yes, Matron,” I reply.“Who taught you?”“My Grandma,” I say feeling a little bit saddened. Every time I think of her I get sad, I miss her and the idea of her hating me breaks my heart. I wish there was a way to get in touch with her to explain what really happened. But I know it’s impossible, I can’t use the phone and I can’t go anywhere without permission. Commander Mortensen or Matron Constance would have to come with me, and I don’t dare to ask neither of them for
(Leopold’s P.O.V.)Jareth parks the van with no rush and my Sharks step out. They know they can’t help the fireman anyway, so there is no point in hurrying. Forcing us to come here is just a waste of our time. Firemen are already here and are doing their jobs, we can’t do much aside from watching them work, but Major Anderson insisted we came because; after the attacks to the Matrons and the subversive pamphlets many Bearers are getting, he wants us to be involved in everything related to these women and the Ministry of Females, even if all we can do is just showing up. So for today, my elite Unit is being wasted in a mere act of presence.I walk along my Sharks and we stop at a prudent distance so we don’t get in the way of the firemen. I fold my arms across my chest and I look at the firemen trying to extinguish the flames with their hoses. Although I am pretty sure there is no way they can sav
(Leopold’s POV)I take a seat on the uncomfortable chair in the waiting room at the hospital and I rest my arms on my legs. I hate to wait, I’ve never been a patient person. I slowly open and close my fist, my skin is itching from the burn I got when I went into the warehouse. I don’t understand why she was in there in the first place? Aubrey seems to have an act for getting in trouble even if it’s not her fault.“Are you hungry, commander? I can get you something from the cafeteria,” Jareth offers as he takes a seat on the metal chair next to mine.“No, thank you, boy. I’m fine,” I reply distracted.“Anthony is on his way, he is going to tell us what the fireman found out,”
(Aubrey’s P.O.V.)Today marks two weeks since I was released from the Detention Facility. I was oblivious to the fact until Matron Mary Ann mentioned it on our way to the Bearer Center this morning. She just returned to her usual activities and, luckily, she is kinder to me now, it’s like the attack brought us together. Matron Constance has also been nicer to me since the arson. The only person who is still rude to me is the commander; I don’t understand why. For a moment I thought the experience would bring us together; I know he claimed that he was only doing his job, but his job doesn’t consist in hugging me and whispering to my ear that everything will be fine, which is exactly what he did after the fire. I have thought about that moment constantly the past couple days, I recall how safe I felt between his arms, just like the day he gave me his jacket. It is strange that such an intimidating man can make me fe
(Leopold’s POV)Today I’m in a worse mood if that is even possible. Our raid this morning was a failure, when we got to the place the Keepers’ intel indicated, the Eels had already fled and destroyed most of the evidence. We were able to collect some pamphlets and personal items, but nothing relevant. I can’t bear the idea of Eels escaping, it infuriates me beyond words. My blood is boiling.“Commander Mortensen, how was today’s outing? Next time you take your men for a stroll try not to make such a fuss about it,” Commander Walter Wilson says mockingly.Wilson and I have always been competitive with each other, we got in the Shark Forces at the same time and our progress has been pretty much alike in the past few years. The next step is to become major and we both