The office was twice the eleven in length and its width is enough to fit a bus or smaller than that.The floor of her office and for me is a greyish ash marble with a splash of pale blue hue.Four cabinets with a set of drawers exist inside - I'm impressed that all of these are well fit.Above the second cabinet has a flower vase of hyacinth near the entrance, that is the few seconds after running my eyes around and that flower just caught my gaze. It is pretty. "Heads up, there is a case that I am working on, a homicide from district twenty near the barricade of the east hedge, his limbs were not attached to its torso so it could have been somewhere hidden, I sent some policies and patrols outside to keep the murderer away from each section," She said after she tosses me the plain glass where the files closed in. I grab it with one hand on the right. "When did this happen?" I inquired as I tap the glass and it turned on, the brightness of sea haze shines on my face suddenly a

We stand near the gate with no doorbell at the sides after I set Robert in a car with his cuff in.Marina called out loud "Hello?! anybody home?! WPD! We are now opening the gate!".She slid the bar to clear the gate after she shouted without someone responding. "He said it's empty" I whispered through the silent breezes. We both get in after we touched our shoes against the lawn. The door seems unlocked, with an open space between the doorframe and the entrance.They are two wide plain windows that are enclosed by a void hue curtain. The house indeed looked like it stayed before the virus formed outside the barricades.The walls to insulate the house is snapped with little holes as a bullet went through during the world war. She opened her light as well as I.My curiosity opened the door slightly and slowly with my hands that were laid over by leather gloves to avoid putting my fingerprints on this area. "Clear," I said then she came her foot in and passed the entrance c

"Do you know this man?" I peered at Robert deeply. He shakes. I can tell he hid something behind his teeth. Another stillness of a tree, the man did not speak once and just a little bit of a quiver of apprehension. None. "You have any friend that good at hacking?" I asked for both of them. Marina and Robert. "Why need that?" She asked as well after mine finished. "To restore the footage and we need a man that can tear this guy's muteness" "I know one" Robert replied as he raise his hand with cuffs encircled them. "We are all open," Marina said and then lay her upper body weight on her knee while clutching her fingers one another. "You guys might not like my concept but my confess may help you" Robert caresses his neck to calm his uncertainty about this plan of his. We nodded once. The apprehension keeps tightening its weight between us as the night stays a while. The man who concealed himself as a defense of the apartment and like Robert earlier as well as himself did not d

We knocked on the raven glass that no image can form inside as you peek in. Marina stretched her legs and bend her neck. She knocked again but no one yet answered beyond the glass entry. "You've been here before?" I asked while we wait. She nodded with her eyes doesn't seem to enjoy the case. Eventually, the door slid to the left and a woman with a night dress asked who we are. "WPD, we want to see Arnold Mckenzie," I said and she let us in without hesitation. "Don't touch anything, sir, he's right there playing games in his fantasy" She said while she fix herself up from looking like a drunk woman. "Hey asshole, someone is here for you" She knocked twice on the door frame and then close her other eyes on me suddenly before she left us for privacy. Roland turned around as he throws his virtual reality glasses out of his sight. His face doesn't match his identification picture in the files I've read. Roland's right eye was a bit swollen, his hair was blown up

Our eyes cannot wait to get some sleep after several hours that had run off in WPD. Marina was glued to the screen - making a report of every single move we abide she insert that as well. Meanwhile, myself were concentrating on where the van went that might create a pattern inside of my head after I latch them down not to snooze. The van often move forward to uncrowded places and kept turning rights and lefts to scramble their tracks. I realized from the Match your Tea store near the road to district twenty-one - there was another van that conforms to the color and style of the van but the plate wasn't identical. This clean van and the original were separated after they met at James's apartment but they don't stand on the same street but on opposite. So these ugly bastards create asynchronous strategies to trick us. "Marina" I called her but she didn't even give me a look yet still her eyes on the screen. "What?!" Her voice deepens as she tugged her both brows down sout