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"You guys might not like my concept but my confess may help you" Robert caresses his neck to calm his uncertainty about this plan of his. We nodded once. The apprehension keeps tightening its weight between us as the night stays a while. The man who concealed himself as a defense of the apartment and like Robert earlier as well as himself did not dare to speak. Robert rubbed his brims and then smacked them as he ease himself. "Roland is the guy who can help, he hides his ass under the Rosie Bar on Westbrooke Avenue of District ten" Robert added after he try to loosen up Marina's beliefs before he speaks. "Rosie Bar is a sex, bar, and drug club, am I right?" Marina questioned after she lift a curiosity. He bounced his chin. "Isn't that illegal?" I inquired. She bounced her facade once. The guard avoids his eyes contacting our gaze but I can tell he's pretty f*cked up nervous. Our atmosphere made the hoax suffocate from anxiousness and sweat. "We can g
We knocked on the raven glass that no image can form inside as you peek in. Marina stretched her legs and bend her neck. She knocked again but no one yet answered beyond the glass entry. "You've been here before?" I asked while we wait. She nodded with her eyes doesn't seem to enjoy the case. Eventually, the door slid to the left and a woman with a night dress asked who we are. "WPD, we want to see Arnold Mckenzie," I said and she let us in without hesitation. "Don't touch anything, sir, he's right there playing games in his fantasy" She said while she fix herself up from looking like a drunk woman. "Hey asshole, someone is here for you" She knocked twice on the door frame and then close her other eyes on me suddenly before she left us for privacy. Roland turned around as he throws his virtual reality glasses out of his sight. His face doesn't match his identification picture in the files I've read. Roland's right eye was a bit swollen, his hair was blown up
We stride off the bar and head to the restaurant at Holland fourth boulevard in JacknJill. We're still in this district ten, I passed plenty of garbage on each pavement, dead vines dangle on the lampposts from side to side, and neon signs and billboards nevertheless shine. I can smell the steam of street foods in the near alleyways - it surely makes me hungry. Marina and I only walk to the restaurant to discuss the data that Roland transferred earlier. Marina passed the entrance of the restaurant before me. The interior of the restaurant was similar to the old diners back then. She sat down near the exit which is on the left side. The tables were not created of metal but of tough timber as well as the seats. "My ears are open, speak," She said after flattening the crumples of her blazer. "The van is gloomy and it was not the same as the other modern vehicles, the plate is ACA 2965, it was a bit blurry and I'm sure that's the plate" I explained after seconds that I ta
Our eyes cannot wait to get some sleep after several hours that had run off in WPD. Marina was glued to the screen - making a report of every single move we abide she insert that as well. Meanwhile, myself were concentrating on where the van went that might create a pattern inside of my head after I latch them down not to snooze. The van often move forward to uncrowded places and kept turning rights and lefts to scramble their tracks. I realized from the Match your Tea store near the road to district twenty-one - there was another van that conforms to the color and style of the van but the plate wasn't identical. This clean van and the original were separated after they met at James's apartment but they don't stand on the same street but on opposite. So these ugly bastards create asynchronous strategies to trick us. "Marina" I called her but she didn't even give me a look yet still her eyes on the screen. "What?!" Her voice deepens as she tugged her both brows down sout
"WPD Open up!" I yelled while Marina was loading her gun and then hid it beneath her hips. No one answered. "We are here to inquire, open up!" I yelled again but silence welcomed us in. We counted down in a murmur before breaking in with a warrant on our fingertips.I'm the one who will unfurl and she will clear the area as I empty the entrance. The creak of the door made her set and so am I.Everything is chaotic like a beast rampant within the house.Papers everywhere, shattered glasses, and a splash of blood on the ceiling and floor but the body is missing. "What the f*ck happened here?" Marina has been tickled with shock. "They're covering all the tracks they left and looks like we have to find Watson's body before reporting" I calmed myself as we look around. "The warehouse?" "That too" A luxury kitchen in front of the living room, beneath the staircase, is a stocking room, the second footing there exists the master bedroom with no guest room and a ba
"You confident about this assh*le?" Marina asked after slamming the files of what they had committed. I nodded once. My intellect wasn't sure if I got the actual one and yet we are still unraveling where the kids took off by his mobs. My mind split into two. "Why did you plan to take the kids away and murdered the first victim and their parents?" I asked. "So you can see the people you murdered Jonathan," He said with his fist beginning to tighten its grip like he was about to strike. Marina does not care that we know one another because she didn't ask so. "The people who worked for you, why slaying them?" She asked. "Because that's what the Criemsons do as their signature" "Now you want to talk about the mafias huh?" "Sh*t why the fuck he's confessing?" I said to myself. "Jonathan, I know you have some answers there beneath your tongue" He speaks tough once more - he's pissing me off so I invented a lie. She glanced at me with wrath blazing in her
A man with long sleeves and three buttons was not screwed with a suit but fancy pants that every businessman unravels every day to go to work exists. He kicks himself out to stand on the docks to meet another man with a club under his starry evening gloves. Their eyes were sealed with frigidness and profoundness as they greeted evening and as the water crashed beneath the docks - they did not say a word yet. The breeze shuts their whispers as the man with a curve tap cane with a snake strikes its prey on the top of the grip. "Good evening Mr. Jimenez" the young man greeted as he heeds the tap of the cane above the wooden slab. "What do you want? I have other business to handle so make it quick if possible" the old man said after caressing on top of his palm or below his knuckles. "It's always about Colvart and Wilson" He fights his quiver and then attempts to gaze at the old man with a stubborn essence and the deadly sins. "I assigned them to eliminate the rott
After I take the tasks from Mr. Jimenez - He gave me a bunch of cash in the case. I take my morning coffee before heading to WPD. Another task that has been provided to me to accomplish from my mafia lineage tonight. Nevertheless, more work has to be done. The city grasps with empty lights and further noises. Hazes of pleasures mingle the buildings, illegal trading seeking above the pavements, and debris in each paces I take to WPD still exists. "Another case for us" Marina spoke up as she gave me the glass tablet in front of me with her eyes widened from stress. "What problem?" I asked then I smell her aroma after she leans forth on top and made me want to take off her skin to sniff it in. What a pervert of me. "In district seven, there's a case that the victim encountered rape last night and this motherf*cker got away without a trace of surveillance footage" she implied her nose and nails on the screen, her bosom dipping in as well as her loveliness beneath her brow
(POV OF MARINA) The car pulled over exactly where this maniac lives and stumble upon the area where I can already sense an ominous aurora lurking on the ground.I saunter ahead to the door to bust in without hesitation. Blasting a light on a dark surface, rumbling the boards, and building a bunch with my anger over fiercely.There it was beneath the flat of the drawer - pictures of his victims before he slaughtered them. Some are not yet dead. I look away to find another.F*ck this is frustrating. I always accumulate cases that are often involved drugs and sex within the homicide crisis. I contacted Melanie who's good at hacking - a friend of mine once. I walk back and forth above the boards until I hear her voice echoing through the speaker. "Hello," She answered. "Hey, you still remember me?" "Marina? Of course yes, I would easily recognize your voice" "I want you to do something, it's an emergency" "New homicide?" "Yes, please we must hustle, umm I w
POV of Marina: Tension pulls me under as I witness another prey spitting blood through the waterholes below the shower. Another girl another bareness. The rain exist as heavy as a shower of splinters. However, the formation of a raindrop is identical to a pebble and the strike is like a boulder from the ridge. I'm wearing a long black coat and a leather hat to protect me from the blizzard in the lane next block still in District Twenty-one. The assistance of the investigation passes me the information about the recent killing - replacing Wilson for the case because of his illness. "Happened before six, same suspect, examining the victim with no weapons beside and we have a visitor right behind that pavement, it's her mother in a red hoodie," Tenny said before he lay his finger at the diner next to the scene. He made an effort his fairest to be heard through those pounds of drops. "Thank you Ten!" I yelled after taking his one printed document in the envelope. I
The slaughtering was insanely pleased my essence.I order her to avoid the strikes and swiftly step forth to impale the talons through its heart, neck, abdomen, and face plenty counts.They bite to free themselves now her scars are again bitten upon.The gashes and strikes made the puppet wailed loudly than the siren's hum. Three left after the row streak of dodging and storming from a foremost quarter of the training.The wolves were supporting each other's out by playing one as a decoy and one for the assault.It is a clever move but the moment I can defeat them. Now it just was - It was a smart plan though.Blood flow through the veins as the crimson fluid splashed onto the skin and the plungplunge and made the beast yearn for more battle to huff the fleshy aura of a deadly predator. Striking through the heart of the last wolf and ripping the skin with claws and teeth after I have slain the last and the rest. It was tiring for the beast as well as my body needed to lie down.I
Myself heard a knock after heeding a piece of music through the chip in my ear. I drop the other things like my shirts and towels that haven't settled on the tables and within the drawers. "Is Wilson here?!" A woman's voice travels through the door so I stroll forth. "Can I help you?" I asked with my brows down after I haul the door. "You the player that Jeremiah kept blabbering about?" I believe this is the Merinda. "Yes ma'am" I nodded. "You free to guide?" "I'll get my things" That was quick in the first half but afterward, I finally fetch the towel and a bottle before reaching out for her. "You familiar with Raven's games?" She asked while her eyes are not on mine. "My intentions are on business" "Ever tame a dog?" "Do I look like that kind of person who can't tame?" "Your look like a guy who eats meat for protein and p*ssy for luck" she rolled her eyes. "What're the rules here?" I chuckled before I asked. We both entered the
I take a shower after I put up with a nap under twice an hour. My frigid fingers towards the cold pour from the shower halt its drizzle.I let it plunge down my abdomen as I shake my complexion to get rid of the drops beneath my chin and fingertips.The haze blurs the mirror so I swept left before I glue my gaze upon the mirror. I fetch my phone after I stroll past the doorframe of the bathroom but yet still in the motel.She's sluggish at picking buzzes. "It's f*cking one in the morning, what the f*ck do you want?" Marina groaned through the speaker. "I've found the location of the manufacturer of the drugs that were probably used by the Vipers along with Romano" I answered. "You sound sick, what's wrong?" Her concern melted my heart yet still along with her irritated tone. "I had a fever so I'll tell chief I'm truly suffering from my fever so I'm calling it a day but still will provide information" "Where did you get the fever?" "From showering I believe but
"What do you want this time?" I questioned with my brows shoved low as the tight space barely took my gust. "Oh babe, you still thinking about that last time?" She grinned after she huff her smoke. "Of course not and stop huffing your smoke in front of my face" I wave my hand from left to right to get rid of the smoke from inhaling it. "I want you to help me," She said. "No drunk crap please" "Aww I knew it but not this time" She leans close and I can sense her haze laying above my chest. "What business?" "I want you to play for tomorrow night at the Raven Tournament because my fighter can't get rid of his booze" She showed me her card and twirled it around the middle of her finger. "You know I have a job right?" I tighten my tone. "Make an excuse and that sh*t won't be that long" she speaks like she never underwent what it gropes to be the son of a mafia. "Bullsh*t Cat!" I slammed behind her. "Don't be mad at me yet, I haven't told you my
My chip buzzed unexpectedly as I gaze at another billboard of advertisement for pleasure and gluttony. It was Wayne so I immediately admitted the ring. Jonathan: What? Wayne: In the cab now? Jonathan: Just got in earlier, why? Wayne: Master is early as well as Mr. Jimenez, Cross, Blood Judas, Humpleton, Sakura-chan, and Catherine Jones including me you f*cking cobb. Jonathan: Tell them I'm almost there. Wayne: Bye hurry the f*ck up! Down the galleries of many skyscrapers - I found the corps I try to unearth at last. I came in safely as I showed my face to the defenses. They know me because they memorize I'm part of the Criemsons.Within the Corps there exists a big chandelier hung with plenty of well-shaped glasses of gleams in the center of the interior.Black shiny tiles below my foot, artificial plants beside the elegant stairs, and between the stairs there's an elevator so I used them. "You're late," Catherine said emotionlessly with a deep accent o
Through the metal creaks we pace on still ongoing for another round. We break ourselves apart to uncover each room of the house.Flash in and flash out if it's clear. The scene of the fallen couple will be maintained by our chief, officers, and CSI before we baffle them. This house is pretty ordinary, like heaps of bottles, stacks of dishes, and piles of clothes commonly seen in men's cribs.However, we catch a glance of a crack in the walls and some look like they thawed down. He might invite his members to break some stuff. "Wilson, come here and check this out" Marina flickered her light on a red fluid vomit which is causing aversion to gape at. "Is he infected or he's just creating more games for us?" "Either" she answered after she sneered from resisting not to puke as well. "A red fluid vomit, bottles, cracks on the walls, and an empty satchel of drugs, is there any related to the gaining power crap cases similar beyond the barricaded virus?" I asked. "We ha
"Grace! Open the door!" Marina yelled while I was cocking the weapon up before I booted in. Our victim didn't respond so I chose to shove to blast the door off by weight. Marina was the first to enter before me. "Hey!" I shouted thrice as he barely slit Maria's throat. He heaves Maria onto his zeal yet still his forearms enfold around her neck to threaten her physically. "Put your weapon down or we'll shoot!" Marina indicated the verge of her weapon at our suspect. "کریمسن کا شکار کرے۔, خدا ہمیں وائپرز کو برکت دے اور " "What the f*ck is he saying?" Marina asked as she twitched her chin to glance at both. Maria blubbered with tears descending through her reddened cheeks as our enemy slightly pressed his blade. "Drop your weapon!" I moved closer and then they stroll in reverse near the window with hanging pots. "I come for Wilson, may the pack of wolves fly but us Vipers will avenge and this is the message for you," He said in a deep fluent accent of Pakistan.