2026-10-17 04:58:55"Oh, snap. Sorry about that Ambs." Lewis apologizes, but there is humor acting around his eyes, so Amber knows he is far from being sorry.
"Do. Not. Call. Me. That!", Amber speaks through her teeth to signify that she is past the point of fun and games. Lewis laughs out loud.
"I knew I would get to you. No one has an antidote against the Lewis fever." Lewis says with a laugh.
"More like the Lewis Virus. Back to business, Lewz. What do you have for me? What did you find at the site of the crime scene?" She makes a funny facial expression when she calls him Lewz, it is probably her little effort in getting back at Lewis for making tacky nicknames out of people's names. She puts on a serious face and waits for his response.
Lewis first fiddles with keys and looks like he is thinking. He shakes his head animatedly.
"I do not have all day, Lewis. Get to it."
"Well, I, no, we found a dead man who was beheaded and severely murdered."
"We?" The Lieutenant looked at him with a raise of her right eyebrow.
"The forensics were already at the spot before I got there. I saw the body and the house."
"Okay… what else do you have?"
"Calm your horses, Amber, because my mind has been caught in a knot and we are going to find a way to figure this knot out."
Amber looks at him and her frustration is beginning to show.
"Stop your antics and go straight to the point."
"Alright, alright. There are traces of dried blood on the floor of his living room. His head was severed off. And we also found a writing on the mirror in Latin. If translated into English, it says 'Doctor Richard made me do it'. Then, I went home to do a background check on who Richard could be."
"You did what?" Amber asks with a look on her face that is kin to shock.
"I checked out our guy, Richard. That is our first lead, you know."
"Not that. You went home directly from the crime scene?" Amber asks again to be certain she heard what he said right.
"Yeah. I know I was supposed to stop by but I was trying to connect the loose ends on the thread, I had no idea I had driven past this place." Lewis explained.
"Lewis, you do know that this is a high-profile case. It is kin to a homicide. You are aware of this right?" Amber asks with a scary kind of calm.
"Yeah. Duh, how would I not know that?" Lewis scoffs after saying this.
"You arrive at the scene of a possible homicide, you know you have been ordered to report back to the station once you are done. You are also aware that certain parties involved in this murder might be watching the house. Am I right?" Amber asks again.
"I do not know where this is going, but I like the build-up," Lewis says, bobbing his head.
"So, with your complete use of your faculties and the active presence of your consciousness, you knowingly put your residence in danger just because you drove past the office and did not want to turn around?"
"Well, if you put it that way…"
Amber does not allow him to finish when she bangs her fist on the table and this makes Lewis jerk backwards in surprise.
"I do not know why I keep trusting you with cases!"
"Because you know I never lose a case?" Lewis says with a small smile tugging at his lips.
"You are too reckless. Is there anything else I need to know about this case?"
"Well, I checked out Richard, and turns out he is the owner of that big hospital that was involved in a scandal that one time. He called out his son-in-law for killing innocent people and selling their organs. The entire force was after this man and he went into hiding and was never seen in the spotlight again. Richard's daughter gets involved with another doctor, Anthonio. Their romance is short-lived because Anthonio is later discovered by a blog making out with an Onlyfans model at a club. It seems like daddy Richard was in rage for the embarrassment Anthonio caused his baby girl because Anthonio has not been seen ever since then." Lewis says, breathing deeply at the last word.
"Wow. That is a lot to unpack right there. It feels like a telenovela that some kid's abuela could be obsessed with." Amber clicks at the end of her pen.
"I found a picture of Anthonio. He has this tattoo that looks strangely familiar. I kept wondering where I could have seen it before. I saved the photo. Take a look." Lewis opens his gallery and puts up a picture of Anthonio that he found on the internet.
"Hmmm. You took pictures of the crime scene. Good one." Amber says while staring carefully at the pictures before she scrolls to the next one. Lewis nods proudly and folds his arms, waiting for her to finish.
"Hold up. I saw the tattoo again." Amber declares in alarm. Lewis sits up and reaches out to get back the phone.
"Let me see."
"Oh Lewis, the tattoo was familiar because you had just seen it earlier during the day. The murdered man on the high profile case is Anthonio." Amber slumps into her seat with a hand on her forehead. She hands over his phone.
"Oh my God. This provides a big piece of the puzzle." Lewis declares, zooming into the picture of the deceased.
"How do you mean?"
"Well, if this is Anthonio. According to this evidence, it looks like it is him. Then we have a theory. Mr. Richard probably killed him for breaking his daughter's heart and looking into it, it looks like this is not his first attempt at defending his daughter."
"Look at that. Today's meeting wasn't useless after all. I will look into what you have proposed and start chasing our leads immediately". Amber says with a small smile, then silently dismisses him by looking into files on her table.
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He walked afterwards, moving gently down the steps one at a time. At the moment he considered telling the word he just heard to her but didn't, at least not till he had his facts right.But if there was anything he would let himself believe, it was the fact that he found the mole and Brock of blessed memories was right after all.After what seemed like a moment later, Logan appeared, his thick hair mussed from the number of times he ran his fingers through them , he had a broody expression even bloodier than usual. As he walked away donning nothing but a sleeveless shirt, running shorts, and shoes with a gun strapped to his thigh.He stepped out to the gentle rays of the sunlight with nothing but his shoes with its lacing tagging along as he walked past the guard manning the door."Tell her that I went for a run if she asks." He had barely said the words when he saw her yawning as she made way down the step with running shoes as well.Apparently, It was Logan first time he was seeing this a
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He turned and saw Wade stroll into the room, his gun still steaming, a dog wailing in the distance. Confused, Logan tried to process what just happened.Two other men from the Mafia rushed in as Logan fixed Wade with the most absurd gaze."You scum —"His hands curled around his collar as he shoved him against the wall, the room echoed with their heart beating heavily from agitation. "What did you do that for?" He questioned. "Were you blind to see that I was questioning him?""But …But, you were under duress, it is just normal I shoot. " Of all things that could be blamed it was surprising that he chose to do it in the most disgusting way and blame mere instincts.He was enraged, Wade's face turned red as he gasped for air, the other two men watched with eyes widened, the shock glistering in their eyes.He loosened his hands and Wade fell to the ground with a thug gasping for air. "Take care of the body." He picked up his bag. "He is yours now." ******Home, sweet home that should have been
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He changed rooms, the picture was probing his heart and he felt worried . He looked at the sign again, already he had sent a picture of what it looked like to Joanne, a message notification beeped in and he stared at her message.Joanne : We need to get you away as fast as possible.Logan: You are still refusing to tell me what this sign is for.Three dots popped up to show that she was typing as he awaited her reply, he drew the blinds aside and stared out at the cold night.Outside the night at the beach side was dark enough that he couldn't make out anything.His phone buzzed.Joanne: Stay indoors , they are around!Logan: Thanks!He dropped the phone and pulled out his gun. He dropped the bag he had traveled with and emptied the content on the bed—His passport and several other things, fell right to the bed. He picked it up and checked under the mattress for a stash of cash he had left there earlier, he groaned to himself when he saw it empty.If anything was obvious that night, i
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Back at Chinatown…Anxiety, panic and even worse regret, she cool feel everything trickling down her soul as she recapped the event that had happened for the last week's, she cool feel every bit of it hitting back at her in the most tremendous way ,for some reason it left a bitter feeling—A numbness that nothing else could feel than his masculine presence, the thought of being alone, all of this left behind a totally different feeling that nothing else could penetrate.Instead of the prickling feeling her body focused on the primal aspect that she had been scared and traumatized by the event.When she had asked him to leave, she didn't think he would take it that far. With a concerned look on her face she made way to the patio staring out at the sunset that was setting beautifully.She thought about his words again, when she recalled the entire situation that had led to everything that happened, it was obvious she was more wrong than right.Perhaps, she had overreacted by asking that
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He had come half way across the world to stay away from trouble and just when he was starting to have that bit of peace again in his mind he bumps into another.He locked gaze with the woman that had been the architect of this all— Chanel.Chanel, dressed in a sundress, looked straight at him, locking her gaze; he looked different from the last time they had seen each other. In a way she didn't know what she was expecting but definitely not the man standing there In front of her looking as though he might rip her heart off anytime."What are you doing here?" She asked.He seemed provoked by her answers. "I shook be asking you that."If there was anything he shouldn't be doing at that moment, it should be interacting with this woman. He shook and hated her with every part of him yet for some reason he found himself being drawn to her darkness.He was about to speak when two guards walked to the scene, at first attempt they made way towards where he was looking all fierce.Logan had his
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Logan pulls the brown bag over the man’s head, a hem of the cloth bag catching in the man’s ear. Logan grunts and lifts the bag forcefully, ignoring the man’s cry in protest as the piece drags on his big ear. The man wails louder which only serves to annoy Logan even more he drags the bag so hard he is sure there will be a bruise the next day as proof of this moment.“I advise you to stop producing whatever sound it is you’re making right now if you like that particular part of his.” He orders, pinning a glare on the screaming banshee. What an excuse for a man.The crying immediately stops and Logan nods, “Now you have two options since I’m feeling quite generous tonight.” He begins but his smile is anything but generous, it’s a cross between a sinister smile and a glare. The man shifts in his seat despite the ropes binding him tightly to the chair.“You could either talk and I make it quick or…” He drawls, picking up a knife from the collection of sharps on a stool behind him. “You ke
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