Sienna just read over something that chilled her to her core. Declan was only 19 when he wrote that. Did he actually go through with the threat? Her hands were shaking as she held the phone and stared at the floor. Why did she phone Ryan? Why did she read the journal?
“I assume you read the journal, or why else would you phone me?” Ryan added, and she nodded, not realising they were on a call. Sienna tried to find her phone, but she was speechless. She did not expect to read a death threat in his journal. Wasn’t this type of thing supposed to be reported to the police? It happened about 20 years ago. Would it even matter that she reported it now?
Who was Taro? What happed to make Declan threaten his life?
“I’ll be over in about 10 minutes. We’ll go on a drive and talk.” Ryan stated, then hung up. Sienna listened to the silent call and took in a deep inhale. 1… 2… 3.
Caleb’s office was small. It had a desk full of documents, a computer and stationery holders. While against the walls, the filing cabinets of the precinct were located. He sighed, strolled into his office, and sat down at the desk. The smell of paper filled the air.It wasn’t the good kind like when you smell a brand new book, but the kind that smelled dusty and like the documents had been stashed for decades untouched. Caleb didn’t like the smell, but he was used to it at this point. This had been his office for 9 years now.The witness is Uluthando Manyoni, aged 48. The intake of flunitrazepam was found. No fingerprints were identified on the weapon. The footprints are size 11 (left) and 12 (right). Shoes were found in the rubbish bin near the crime scene and appear to be brand new. The identity of the suspect is well hidden from the camera, and no other evidence was found.Fuck it! Caleb thought as h
“Kelly, what is this?” Caleb asked and placed the photograph in front of her. Kelly was a coloured woman with shoulder-length hair with these dark brown almost black eyes. She changed her hair colour every month, but it was a light pink this month, which matched her handbag. Kelly was a lively woman that loved colours and could be forgetful at times.“Oh yes... there was this guy, I don’t know why he was there, but he kept trying to walk towards Reed’s body. His name was Ryan Hoffman, and he gave me this business card then left. He said to call him.” She shrugged.“Can I get that card?”“Yeah, sure. So I hear you agreed to go out on Friday.” She smiled and handed Caleb Ryan’s card.“Don’t remind me.” He grunted.“Well, wear something nice I invited one of my friends to come with me.”
“Caleb look at this,” Samuel remarked as the car came to a stop. He then pointed to Ryan Hoffman’s name. Ryan was in the same class as Taro.“It’s a small world.” Caleb sighed. They both headed into the Lilia and Jule Steakhouse to meet with Ryan. The Steakhouse was beautiful inside, and everything was made of varnished wood. It had a modern cowboy theme, and the smell of delish foods flowed from the kitchen.“I have no idea what this guy looks like,” Samuel muttered.“Sorry, can I help you?” A waitress asked. She had a red beret that matched her skirt and a black shirt. All the waitresses and waiters wore a similar uniform. It was different to other restaurants but made them look fashionable.“We supposed to meet with Ryan Hoffman,” Caleb responded.“Follow me.” She smiled then walked off. They f
Caleb had been in Pretoria his whole life; he visited other places on business but never left South Africa. These business trips were mostly to fetch suspects from other towns, help with different cases and track down the family of the victims. None of the trips allowed him to actually explore the places he visited.He had black hair and sea-green eyes, and for 39, he was extremely handsome for his age. Caleb was also quite buff due to all the training he did every day to stay fit for his career. He had the whole toned legs, defined abs, strong arms and a massive chest build.Caleb stayed up to watch the footage again to try to spot something they had overlooked; he also drew up a chart of all possible links to the case. It was around three in the morning when he placed a question mark next to Aideen Foster’s name and then went to bed. Later that day, he woke up at 7am to shower and stopped by his favourite bakery to grab a muff
Aideen was strong and held her emotions together while she spoke. Caleb admired her for that and watched as her messy bun slowly unravelled and her gorgeous hair fell down to her shoulders. The light reflected against her hair which made it look sleek. The shine made her eyes appear even brighter, and he felt like everything around him disappeared as he stared into those electric blue orbs. For a second, everything froze as she gazed into his eyes, and he felt this immense connection shoot through him. Caleb quickly looked away from her and focused his attention on the case. He tried to distance himself by being professional and asked, “Where were you on Monday night?” Aideen almost seemed disappointed that the detective broke the moment they were experiencing. Her lips pressed together into a line, and her eyes seemed wider than usual. “Ryan had come over for dinner, and I only got him to leave around 1. That man
That Thursday morning, Caleb drove over to Rohana’s house and picked her up for the psych evaluation. He took her to the phycologist the precinct often worked with, Doctor Kagiso Ledwaba. Everyone that knew him just called him Doctor Waba. “I’m nervous,” Rohana confessed before they walked into the doctors building. The court had ruled that it was mandatory she goes for the evaluation, but luckily, she was willing to agree. “It’s okay, you haven’t done something like this before. It’s normal to feel nervous but don’t be scared. Doctor Waba is the best in Pretoria. He’ll take good care of you and is extremely kind.” Caleb replied to reassure her. He opened the door and let Rohana talk in. Doctor Waba stood waiting for them and offered Rohana a smile. “Hello, you must be Rohana Reed. Everyone calls me Doctor Waba, so please feel free to do the same.” He said friendly and shook her hand. “Would you like anything to dr
Caleb chuckled and took the coffee from the Doctor. “Sorry, just part of the job.” Before sipping on the coffee, Caleb shrugged and said, “Thanks”. “Can I ask to hear your evaluation?” Doctor Waba questioned and sat down. “By your body language, you are proud of who you are. You are a family man and have OCD, which I assume is why you became a phycologist yourself. You are the type of person to enjoy art galleries and try to find peace through everything you do. Am I on the right track?” “Hmm, very good. I am impressed. I was diagnosed with OCD when I was 8 years old, and back then, I thought the only one who understood me was my own phycologist. She helped me feel like I was normal, helped me understand my disorder and became my closest friend. I always looked up to her, and she inspired me to pursue this career and help others the way she helped me.” “That’s a sweet s
Aideen wore a sexy tight purple dress that rose up to her thighs as she walked, with her wavy hair hanging loose behind her and a pair of pure black heels. She looked gorgeous. Caleb noticed the men watched her as she walked away and was instantly to his feet. He tried to follow her through the crowd, but she slipped away, so he gave up and sadly returned to his friends. “Caleb, there you are! This is Joyce.” Kelly smiled and gestured to a pretty Indian woman. She had black hair and dark brown eyes. “My date,” Samuel added. “Nice to meet you, Joyce.” Caleb greeted and sat down. “So I’ve been told you are a detective. I was just telling Samuel how I would love to have you come speak to the children at the school I work for.” “I’m sure that won’t be a problem.” Caleb smiled. “My friend quickly went to the bar. She hates it when I drag her around, bu