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4. Dangerous Thing
Author: CHRISTYN4
last update2023-03-27 16:41:03

She rushed to her room, grabbed her suitcase, and began stuffing it with her clothes, cash, and passport, her heart racing.

But before she could even finish, a huge blast tore through the living room, the sound deafening and throwing her aside onto floor.

When she fell, her skull throbbed, ready to split. Her ears rang, her vision blurred, and slowly, she succumbed to darkness.

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Her eyes fluttered briefly before snapping open, meeting a bright ceiling.

She abruptly rose from the bed, but the sudden movement pulled at her stitches, catching her off guard. She pressed a hand to her stomach.

Cold sweat trickled down her face. Someone she didn't know wanted her dead, and the terrifying part was that he seemed aware of her every move. Even as the pain in her stomach lessened, her mind stirred. Who was he?

The door opened, and her sharp eyes quickly shifted toward the sound. Her expression darkened when she saw that familiar face.

She had already sworn not to get involved with interrogations. Whoever thought it would be this soon?

"You just had surgery," Michelle said, her voice filled with concern as she stepped inside. "You should be resting."

Even if it was minor surgery to remove a shard that had pierced her stomach, she didn't think she should move around.

Michelle stopped near the bed, but Reina stared blankly at the wall, showing no interest in her presence. She couldn't believe someone had targeted her once again and with a bomb?

The investigation revealed it was an IED, an improvised explosive device, not fatal but still damaging. If the bomber hadn’t meant to kill, then they only wanted to scare her.

Her man’s report proved useless. Reina always knew more than she let on, but she couldn't push her yet, not in this state.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she noticed Reina's eyes watering. Reina was crying. With how Reina always acted, she had almost forgotten how much she could be affected. But tears didn't mean innocence. She knew that too well.

Though she didn’t lead the explosion case, she wanted to ask her a couple of things since Reina had gotten involved in some way due to previous cases.

And according to the doctor, Reina could have a conversation, but Reina spoke first.

"I... I don't know them," Reina said through her tears and raised her eyes to the detective. "Why are they doing this to me?"

For a moment, Michelle wasn't sure how to comfort her. Hesitantly, she gently placed her hand on Reina's shoulder. "Reina, that's why I'm here. I'm going to catch them."

At the same time, Michelle's phone rang. She nodded apologetically and stepped outside to answer.

The young officer guarding the door gave her a curt salute, but she ignored him.

"Have you found anything?" she asked into the phone, her voice low.

After she listened to the information, she scanned the photos she had been sent. Those were the people spotted at the crime scene of her current case.

Michelle looked at the four faces: a burly man in a hoodie, two teenagers, and then... she froze at the last one. A woman with green hair. The color of the hair was different, but the face was unmistakable.

Michelle tried to process it. "Her again?"

Her fingers tightened as she looked back toward the door of Reina's ward, then went back inside.

Returning inside, she found Reina with her head buried in her bent knees, shoulders shaking with silent sobs.

Michelle took out her phone with Reina's image and showed it to her. "I know this is hard, but I need you to tell me, why were you there that night?"

Confused, Reina raised her head blinking at the image. The green hair was a wig she had worn that night. It was her.

"I hope you recognize yourself," Michelle said flatly. "That was the same night Celine Wen disappeared, the Justice Secretary's daughter. So tell me, why were you there?"

Through her tears, Reina forced herself to focus on Michelle's question. She couldn't afford to look guilty. She already had enough trouble to deal with, and now... the daughter of some minister?

She knew her. The last time she saw her was in the restaurant when she went to find Lian. Oh, right. Her eyes widened. She had planned to meet Lian that day.

Michelle asked calmly, but she could hardly suppress her frustration. She had hoped this would just be part of a confirmation, but the truth was obvious.

Reina was the dangerous thing she had yet to uncover, and the case dragged on longer than it should.

"Detective, I bartend at that club. I wear wigs for work. That night, on my way home, I just stumbled upon the car. That's all. I never imagined it would turn into this." She looked at Michelle, her throat burning. "You can't honestly think I planned a kidnapping."

The detective put her phone back into her jacket.

"Rest for now," Michelle said, softer this time. "We'll keep looking for her. I'm sorry for pushing when you're like this."

Michelle turned toward the exit, her face hardening.

She walked out. Reina watched her back, she clenched her fists.

Her pulse throbbed in her forehead as her mind raced. Someone was trying to frame her, and the detective was playing right into their hands.

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