“Sir, believe me, I have sufficient evidence on my claim. Just hear me out.” Ember circled around her desk and walked by the Chief’s side. She heard Chief groan, implying that he wants Ember to stop talking but Ember went on with her explanation. The information she has on her hand is sound but if she were to mention her sister’s name on this, it would mean a lot of trouble so that detail is out. “A suspect name Sullivan Machoss will be selling an illegal product at the abandoned construction of Cecil building tonight. The product was smuggled from Portland to the capital city. I got this information from someone I know in the capital city police department, who is working on this smuggling case as well.”
“Detective Ember...” Chief Wills sighed and patted her shoulders, "I don't need to send my boys to raid some trading of an illegal product, you say. I mean... you can't even state the name of the product. Surely, a picture of t
Ember turned her motorcycle's engine off after parking it near the road and withdrew her gun before walking towards the fence surrounding the Cecil building. Ember gripped her gun between her hands and positioned it below her. Careful she must be as she walks on a ground occupied by crushed stones that could create unwanted noises and must not be caught. A black motorbike standing behind a rustic bob wire caught her attention and approached it with light steps on her feet. She inserted her hand into her pocket and held her camera. She opened the back camera and removed the flash and sound of it. She took a picture of the motorbike's plate number and body.When she was done with taking pictures for evidence, she then hid her camera and quickly crouched when she heard someone walking nearby. She prepared herself and held her gun leveling her eyes. The night was dark enough to conceal her shadow and figure. Little to no light was emitting around. She controlled her breathing and
Pox went to his desk and turned on his computer. Ember followed him and stared down at the screen of his computer. Pox opened the documents and clicked a file entitled 'DD'. Pox sat on his chair while Ember is standing behind him.Pox inhaled. "Okay, so basically, DD is a doughnut shop, which means Dunkin' Doughnut," Pox said, sounding so proud of his discovery. He looked behind and stared at Ember’s frowned face.Ember shut her eyes and open them to glare at Pox. "Are you? Are you playing with me, Pox?" Ember exhaled. “Do you think that’s the evidence? A doughnut?” Ember pointed to his screen.Pox gulped before answering, "No..." Ember groaned and sat on a chair beside Pox. Ember crossed her arms on top of his desk and rested her head on top of it. “Well, you were so stressed about this ‘DD’ so I tried to look up for it.”“And you think that whatever the internet presents to you is good evidence. Wher
Her blood. It has a metallic odor. The once cold blood blazed in warmth and desire. Raverine kept thinking about how he finally found it. The human who took hold of his cravings. The mature clean-blooded human had been wafting by Raverine's nose the entire time, oblivious to how tasty it would be beneath the human skin through the human flesh.His trembling hands clutched his motor handle tightly, attempting to blur the words that disoriented his vision and mind. His mind was only filled with irrational thoughts. Thoughts that reveal his true vampire nature.It's madness. When he smelled the tiniest burst of that woman's blood out of her shoulder, it felt like he had a severe fever. His eyes would show how thirsty he was if he wasn't wearing his mask. He nearly turned into a monster that moment, with bright red glowing around his night-like pupil.If he was not able to control himself then he would not hesitate to pierce his poisonous fang and suck out that woma
Raverine stayed late in his restaurant, he cleaned the kitchen as he kept thinking about how he will approach the clean-blooded human without harming or intoxicating her. In circles, Raverine is trying to come up with a realistic plan but it all comes down to persuasion and lies.Raverine went to the back of the kitchen to smoke a little while. Smoking helps him think, and he thought it would only take him one smoke but two wasn’t even enough. But he had to leave now and make a move. Once the final smoke was puffed out of his mouth, he rubbed the butt of the cigar to the wall. He wiped his hand on his pants and was about to open the door.But his hand stopped from twisting the door knob open and slowly turn around to the shadows watching him in the same alley where he smoked.Raverine smirked and brushed his hair up. “Did I just wake up the vampires from their coffins?”“We are always awake…” the man hiding in the shadow said then snickered. “Quite proud of you, bird.”The voice echoe
Pox wondered what brought that Scavenger’s Hut chef-owner, Sir Agustine, into their department and looking for Ember. Then Pox remembered that Ember went to visit his restaurant after she visited Mrs. Grace Jeggins’ apartment. Perhaps Ember got something from that guy that may help solve the death of Nella Jeggins.Pox immediately called Ember to inform her about it. With just one ring, Ember instantly picked up the phone.“Ember! I got—”But before Pox could complete his sentence, a boisterous noise from the Ember’s end wrecked Pox’s eardrums. Pox pulled his phone away from his ears and cussed.“Ah, shit… What was that, Pox?” Ember whispered and Pox heard her shushing the people making the noise. “What’s up, Pox?” Ember said, this time it’s louder than earlier.Pox scratched the back of his ear and groaned. “What was that, Ember? That was so sharp and damn so loud, almost made me deaf. What’s going on there?”Ember cursed under her breath and answered, “The cacophony of Satan’s angel
It’s Sunday, the sun is shining at its best. In history, vampires were known to fear the sun for it burns their skin and slowly melts their flesh but that was just a stupid belief written by someone who saw how vampires turned into ashes when exposed to radioactive chemicals. Or perhaps, someone wrote about this when burning people alive was one of the cruelest punishments centuries ago.But no matter where these different and superficial vampire stories came from, the vampires coexisting with the citizens of Pinephil don’t mind the humans’ tell-tales. It’s best to keep the people ignorant and fool the humans into believing that vampires do burn when exposed to sunlight. Raverine took off his black sunglass and exhaled deeply. Today is the death anniversary of Raverine’s parents. The doctor who announced the death of Raverine’s father, Edmond Agustine, asserted that he died out of illness but Raverine strongly believes that he was killed. As for Raverine’s mother, Jelita Agustine, th
An hour later, Raverine woke up in his restaurant’s office. His vision was blurry and his face kept throbbing. Raverine felt a little dizzy when he slowly tries to shake himself awake. Raverine groaned and wrapped his hands around his head. He cursed under his breath and shut his eyes close. He tried to stand up but he failed and, allow his body to rest more.But his device beeped all of sudden. Raverine forced himself to look at the device and sighed. “What a fool…” Raverine mumbled and groaned when he touched his cheek.Raverine planned this all out. Raverine had to act weak so that the coward Calil would walk close to him. And once that happens, Raverine placed a tracking device on his shoe before Raverine got knocked out.Raverine swiftly hid the device when Hiro knocked on his office door. “Come in,” Raverine said.“Chef, how are you? A black van just dropped you from the back door of the kitchen. Who beat you up?” Hiro asked.Raverine shook his head. “Calil…” Raverine answered a
“There are more than twenty cases of missing persons filed in our department and the majority of them went cold, unresolved, or resolved by stating that the victims are mentally ill, incapable of making rational decisions, and merely suicidal and depressed folks. The age group that they belong to is mostly youth which added to the suspicion that they are just in their fragile stage in life. And it’s one-fourth of men victims and the rest are women victims,” Ember said to Raverine who is busy with scanning his computer screen. “So, basically, we had to look out for young women and men hanging out during the night. We have been in a couple of bars and nightclubs.”“Did your team find something useful in those places?” Raverine asked.“No, but narcotics? A lot of them plus a bunch of high underage kids. Told the jury to shut down the said places and they did but surprisingly unsurprising, these clubs are back to business after a couple of months that seems like a vacation for them rather