A Very Long Day

“It was a complicated combination of explosive materials, lethal as hell,” said Officer Brown, a specialist from the bomb squad. “These ingredients are not something you can just buy on the internet. This bomb was custom-made and calculated to destroy everything within a very specific range.”

I pinched the bridge of my nose. “I'm not sure whether or not I feel relieved that whoever tried to tear down my building knew exactly what he was doing.”

I had been sitting at the police station since noon, and it was almost seven. Fortunately, Grayson and Anica handled our investors, keeping them oblivious to the fact of what had truly happened in the basement. They had all been notified that a certain problem with one of the workers had occurred and that it had been immediately dealt with. I wish I could borrow some of that blissful ignorance since the picture of a guy slitting his throat in front of me kept appearing whenever I closed my eyes for a mere blink.

Detective West handed me a cup o