Unidentified

Quianna's POV

I saw the rescuers immediately responded to where the driver is. They are preparing for moving the victim out of the car and I just watching them silently and still worried about how badly that woman got injured.

"Ma'am are you sure someone is here?" one of the rescuers approached me and seriously asked me about it. I looked at him confused and glance at the driver's seat side of the car.

"Yeah, she's badly hurt. She's bleeding all over her face." I explained to him, and I saw him looking very confused like what in the world I am talking about.

"But, no one is here, ma'am." When the rescuer said that words to me, I felt my senses left my whole body. I feel numb, I definitely saw someone in there, bleeding badly.

"What are you talking about?" I just said to him and run towards the driver's seat. I looked at it and saw the seat was empty but there were traces of blood on some parts.

"Maybe somebody helped her to get off from the car." I am sounding very nonsense here.

"It's alright, ma'am. Shock can result hallucination." He said to me and looked at me like some mad woman roaming around the town.

"I am not hallucinating." I just said to him trying to explain how the accident happened.

"I am riding the swing, and someone texted me that there will be a car rushing towards me and I should avoid it. I get off from the swing and the car bumps on it. there's someone who's driving this car." I hysterically explained to them one by one.

"But you're the one who's hurt." He said to me, and I automatically touched my face. I am bleeding. What the hell happened here? I flopped on the ground when I started to feel the pain coming from my wounds. I did not drove that car, though.

"Ma'am! Hurry, attend the patient!" I heard the rescuer yelled to his team and suddenly I am just lying on the stretcher on my way to the hospital, again.

How did that happen? Am I really insane? No, that can't be. For sure there's someone who's playing tricks with this fate of mine. I am sure what to think anymore.

"Quianna! What happened to you?" I saw Dylan running towards me looking very worried and sweating all over his face.

"Actually, I am not sure." I answered to him and just pathetically smiled.

"Did someone messaged you again?" he suddenly asked which left me surprised. How can he think of asking me about that?

"Yeah, but I shouldn't be the one who's lying here right now." I said to him and stare at the ceiling.

"What are you talking about?" he asked staring through my eyes, but I think I should keep it first from him.

"Nothing. Looks like I cannot go to work, again. Sorry, sir" I jokingly said to him and he just chuckles.

"You don't have to worry about that. I said you need a long-term break." He innocently said.

"What?! Did you already fire me?! how about the final announcement?" I yelled to him and automatically trying to get up but my body pains like I am really the one who's in accident.

"No. Don't push yourself too hard. I said that you're recuperating from your father's death, and you need rest." He explained to me.

"But still, how could you say that to them. What about my employment?"

"It's on hold. You can go back whenever you want and be fairly accessed by the HR." then, I guess that was a good deal.

"Thank you, you're really the best." I said to him and smiled.

"I know, now sleep first. You need to recover your strength." He said then pull over the blanket on me to let me sleep. Then I guess resting for a while is a must.

Austin's POV

After I left Quianna at the hospital, I drove ahead towards the forensic headquarters, I planned to have a facial analyzation for the picture I saw at the camera recording.

"Sir Austin! What are you doing here?" a man approached me, and I saw it's Drew, my personal forensic person.

"Drew! Good thing I saw you." I said to him and smiled at him very widely than I can ever do.

"No, I don't have time for favors." He automatically said to me, avoid my touch and trying to run away from me.

"No, you do. Just one favor." I said to him while still chasing him towards the elevator. He immediately rides on it and I press the elevator button to avoid it from going up.

"Leave me alone, please." He said to me and looked like he wants to kneel in front of me.

"I'll leave you alone, but please do me this one favor." I persistently said to him. He stared at me for some time and nods. I immediately ride on the elevator and pressed the floor number where his office is.

"What do you want this time?" he soulless said to me, I know he gave up on me.

"Facial recognition." I answered.

"What? Police do have that kind of system, isn't it?" he confusedly said to me.

"Yeah, only for the alive." I answered and he just stare at me.

"I already tried finding this man, but the system does not result to anything. He's familiar with me but I have no memory of him at all." I explained to him.

"So, you wanted to search that person through the dead system?" he asked checking if he's right.

"Yeah, if he's not on our system, maybe he's already dead." I answered and the elevator bells, meaning we arrived at his floor. We stride on the hallway and reach to his room, he put his finger on the scanner for fingerprint and it opens.

"Where's the photo?" he said and I immediately give him my phone.

He started moving things through his computer and the system start scanning.

"He's a ghost." Drew said to me seriously.

"What are you talking about?" I said and looked at the screen immediately.

The face of that man is not also detected in their system, what is wrong with his face?

"He's not also detected with our system. If that's the case, then he's not registered in this country." Drew said to me.

"Then do I have to ask help from the Interpol now?" I said to him and grabbed a chair to sat beside him.

"If it's necessary, then I think you should." He said to me and was about to turn the system off when I stopped him.

"Try searching him under the unidentified corpses." I said to him.

"You're right, let's have a check." He answered and started running the system again.

"It's here." I heard him said. I looked at it and the system results to one corpse.

"Send to me all the details. Thanks Drew!" I said to him and run out immediately. I should tell it to her.

*Phone vibrates*

I looked at it and I saw that Drew already sent to me the file. I drove on the way to Quianna's company. When I got here, I hurriedly approached the receptionist.

"How can I help you, sir?" the lady asked me politely.

"I am here for Ms. Quianna Ross." I answered her still uneasy.

"Do you have an appointment?" she asked again, while still smiling.

"I don't have but I am a police officer" I said to her and showed her my ID.

"Sorry, sir, but you cannot enter the building without a proper appointment." She said to me.

"What? I need to talk to her immediately!" I unintentionally yelled to her as I am in a hurry.

"Sorry sir, but that is our rule here." She firmly said and I just slammed her desk.

"I am a police officer and I need to talk to her. Why do I have to set an appointment? Would you like to be accused of obstruction of justice?!" I yelled to her.

"You should have gone here with a warrant, sir." She politely said but it's still annoying.

"Mr. Austin?" someone said behind me and when I looked back, it's her best friend.

"Hi. I need to talk to Quianna, immediately." I said to him and looked very confuse on the situation.

"Please don't ask more questions. I don't have anything to say." I immediately cover it u in case he wants to ask something.

"It's not that, sir. Quianna is in the hospital." He answered and I am now the confused here.

"What happened?" I asked him.

"She's got into an accident." He answered.

"What? Which hospital? Is she okay?" I asked him continuously.

"She's fine she's at the Imperial Hospital, but do you still need to talk to her?" he asked seriously.

"Yes." And was about to leave him.

"You seem very worried to her." He suddenly said behind me.

"It's my job to be worried to anyone." I just replied still facing my back on him and run out the building.

Why do you have to be in an accident today, Quianna?

---