Elena stands up as she hears footsteps climbing down the stairs, she is glad that someone has finally decided to come and check on her. The poor girl had been screaming ever since the previous night that she was roughly dragged and locked in the small cell.It seemed like no one was paying attention to her, she had been here for roughly twenty hours; at least she was able to keep time with the help of the watch on her wrist before she was brutally locked away.She had not had any food or water and she was obviously starving. Maybe it would have been better if she had no count of time; watching the clock go round over and over was really stressful, she had to sleep a couple of times.The man got to her and opened the cell door, she had this urge to rush out immediately but sighting the gun in the guard’s hand, he chose to play cool and wait for instructions. Maybe that was what she needed to get out of here, just do as you are told.“Come on, the boss wants you to meet him in the dinin

Captain Marco walks towards the Detective’s office with files in hand, a confused expression on his face. He looks puzzled with the files in his hand, like there was something in it that he didn’t understand. The new Captain arrived at the Detective’s table and dropped the files there.“Sir, is there a problem? You look disturbed.” The white beard Detective queried.“I was disturbed from the day I learnt of what my beloved city had turned into, but today I am confused with these crime files.” Captain Marco uttered and folded his arms.“What do you mean, Sir?” the detective queried. He probably had no idea what the Captain was talking about.“Why don’t you take a look at those files by yourself? Those crimes were committed by suspects who are clearly known and stated there. So if you know or have a suspect for the crime, why have you not brought them in for trial? There is no record of arrest for ninety-six percent of the crimes, why is that?” he queried.The detective sighed and flipp

Chapter 25 Elena stands in front of the mirror but she is unable to see herself, the person she was seeing in that mirror was an entirely different person. Well, she was dressed up like Leo today. The young lady had put on black all through, starting from the satin body hugging top to the distressed Jean pants, and a satin black open robe on top of it all. Now, she looked more like a gangster, maybe Leo was finally getting to her. She thought of changing the attire but it had taken her hours to get ready, if she chose new clothes, then she would have to go back and redo her makeup. She had sat down for one long hour, painting her face; how could all of that be a waste? The black on her lower and upper lips were fit for the outfit, it gave her this intimidating look and she could feel it. maybe your appearance really does define your personality, she could feel this aura around her especially when she held the gun in the mirror; bad girl vibes oozing from her being; did she like thi

Captain Marco was seated in his office, he was rolling the chair’s wheels around while checking his watch like he was waiting for something to happen, he noticed one of the cops walk to the detective’s office and whisper something in his ear.Of course, he might be the captain and by that, the highest ranking officer in this station, but the detective was still in charge here; these were his men, he organized and taught them everything they know, it’s not a surprise that they would owe him their loyalty.Marco Vincenzo knew that if he was going to make things work here in this precinct, then he needed the Detective. He was still in thoughts about that when he saw the Detective rise and start to come towards him. Captain Vincenzo guessed that there was important information; he hoped that it would be a clue that could help him further investigation on one of the ongoing cases. He hated sitting on his hands and that was exactly what he was doing right now, because all the cases left uns

The cars halted in front of a club; it was boldly inscribed club soda above the roof. One of the guys from the car at the back came to them and opened the car for her; Elena stepped out of the black Mercedes Benz with a solemn expression on her face; she looked just as intimidating as the others and she didn’t even have to hold out a gun like the rest of the men.Yes, she had her gun close; it was tucked into the inner pocket of her satin black robe. Elena turned back to the second car, waiting for Mateo to lead the way but he first lit his cigarette with his back against the car, he puffed the smoke into the air and watched it vanish.Mateo was the oldest of the Capos; he was probably in his mid forties. He was less aggressive and more silent but yet the most dangerous of them all; by that, he wasn’t evil or heartless, but he was a badass with a gun; this was because he had trained in the force but unfortunately, he didn’t make it into the army; they offered him a lower position in t