The Detective Tag のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

The Detective Tag firm immediately found out about the case Clayton and I were handling together when a report from different police stations broke out. Initially, it was only supposed to exist between Clayton, Officer Rankin and Douglas, Brenna, and me. But now they all know it. Everyone. And unfortunately, Amanda and Tin has been giving me the worst look since this morning. As soon as the police came to us yesterday, Clayton was immediately sent to the hospital. I made a choice to go home instead of coming along with him. That way, the hospital staffs would give him more attention and eventually attend to his wounds quickly. I was given the chance not to attend work today and spend time at home. But I feel as though that would mean special treatment. I didn't want to be excused because I got hurt. In fact, I should be penalized for letting the suspect run away. I woke up early this morning and drive my way to work. Everyone here

The loud beep of my alarm clock jolted me awake in an instant. It's Friday and today's the day of my personal investigation without having Clayton with me. Only Officer Douglas knows about this. I pleaded him last time not to tell anyone about it. Not even Brenna, especially. Because I'm certain she'd let Clayton know about it the moment she learns I'm doing this alone. I've been trying my best to avoid replying on Clayton's texts these past few hours. I know I might accidentally bring something up that he shouldn't know about. It's safer for him to be clueless about my plans. Besides, like I said, I don't want him to get hurt because of me. Not for the second time. I feel guilty enough already for what happened that day. "This is Samara Culkin," I put my phone into a loud speaker mode and grab my fresh pants on the bed, wearing it in a swift manner. "Yeah. I'd like to order a cup of coffee. I'll pick it up when I get there." 

The first thing I thought about when I got home was to take a bath. A long fucking one. A bath that would take all the negative energy away. Energy that I got from that stupid piece of shit who actually thought about abducting me. I didn't think about phone calls. Texts. Or anything else. During the course that I was inside the house with that man, I've been gone for two days straight. I didn't have any idea that it lasted that long. I guess I fell asleep too hard that I woke up after a long time. There was a huge sense of fright, anxiety, and courage in me all at the same time. But I was too confused of my situation that I couldn't think straight about how I really feel. I don't know if the man escapes again. Or if he's still lying down the ground. It's been four hours since I drive away and I couldn't care less about his situation. It's almost midnight. I'm tired and I want to fucking rest. - 

The entire S.W.A.T. and The Detective Tag firm will be in charge of the arrest tomorrow morning. I'm nervous. For sure that it'll be a huge event to look forward to. And to be honest, although I felt proud for doing my part, I still have this fear lingering inside me. Arresting a dangerous man like him is no joke. Especially since he never hides privately. Based on what my tracker says, he's always out in a public place. Not because he wants attention or anything. But because it can be an advantage to him. A police can come up to arrest him anytime. But in a public place, he can grab any person within his reach and threaten the officers so he can escape. That's what I think. But I don't want to stress or think about it too much. I know that whatever will happen tomorrow will happen. And even if it turns out bad or successful, he's still going to face his crimes, either way. I put the salt down as I busily attempt to ma

The most crucial part of what happened that day came to an end after what seemed like two days. After the man was arrested, they immediately brought him inside an interrogation room where the security was extra tight. And suddenly, his name and face was all over the news and television screens: DEAN CHAPMAN, now commonly known as The Symbol Killer.  That sort of became his name for the media. So many families of his past victims protested outside the police station and outside the building of our firm, seeking for justice by requesting Chapman to be sentenced to death.  I don't know what my preference is about that issue. A part of me believes he deserve death for doing such horrible things to innocent people. But then again, death is too kind for him. I think that a life sentence is more of a proper punishment for his crimes.  You know what happens once they arrest a wanted killer. He gets to be the frontpage of every newspaper. He gets to be