Forbidden affairs with my stepfather のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

LUCAS POVThere might be a light at the end of this dark tunnel. Installing a secret cam on the street was underrated but not for me in this situation. Detective Joe came to the scene with a paid cab, so he will be returning with me in my car. That wasn't a big deal I guess, so our destination will be the New York Police department. Raymond began the journey as it was just silent. I had to use that opportunity to check on the company through my phone. Simultaneously, Jasper called immediately and I had to answer such a call. He told me of a big investor coming in and I had to be present for a presentation. I asked about the preparation concerning the presentation and he said everything has been settled. With that, I assured him that I'll be available later in the day while I end the call. Back to reality, Detective Joe was just sitting quietly and I decided not to break the decorum. The journey was a bit slow due to morning rush. But we arrived at the station where Detective Joe cam

KAYLA POV "Will this confined space become my permanent residence?" This question was one that pop up every single hour while enduring the pressing loneliness in that room. At times, I wondered if the colour of the sun has changed because I've seen it in what I can call ages. I woke up and discovered that my legs are just pacing around the room for no reason. Most of the time, I do wonder if I was the wrong person mistaken for this job but it seems I'm the person they're looking for. Day after day, they bring in supplies in foods, change of clothes but I'm not permitted to see the sun in first person perspective. While thinking deep and still pacing around, the door yanked opened violently. From behind, the two half masked men I do see came in but they walked someone else. In their midst, a man with dark clothing and full on dark mask moved in too. His presence at that moment was filled with unspoken aura. With that, I calculated that this is their supposed Boss. They moved in gen

DETECTIVE JOE POVThis discovery is not really shocking to me since we are in an organization that trust can fail anytime. I have encountered this before when I was still a newbie in this department. The difference here is that I wasn't involved in the investigation process. Currently, I don't know what to do since I don't know who to trust again in the organization. I think I have to follow my heart during this investigation. First, I have to look out for the men in operation during the failed mission. If I can remember vividly, I was with 6 men. That's enough information for my search since the number wasn't much. I couldn't continue anything without consulting the consent from the Police Chief. He hasn't been around this period due to an engagement he had. Fortunately for me, he was in his office, so I went straight to business. After a soft knock, he gave the permission to enter his office. The office was nothing less than an gallery of awards and recognitions as his works durin

DETECTIVE JOE POV After my experience at the Chief's office, I realized that I couldn't rely on public opinion rather I have to let my detective's instinct to lead the way. But which way again? This question unconsciously led me to my office. The office felt a sense of uneasy silence. I didn't know what to do rather I had to fall back to my chair. If I am to evaluate my work, this should be one of the hardest cases I've ever dealt with. From the file, all the 6 officers were authentic, then who is the mole? This question keeps resounding in my way for a long time. Before such a perfect scene of crime is created, there must be someone on the inside. That's my belief which I refused to discard. At this point, I began doubting if I'm truly a Detective. I had to leave the office and walk through the hallway. At that point, I began looking at random things to an extent that I nearly lost myself. A voice brought me back to reality. It was the senior officer who I do confide in. Officer J

KAYLA POV The room was brightly lit but my soul was in a huge concentration of darkness. Everyday felt like an unending curse to remain here as a trapped soul. These people have been bringing food and provisions on a daily basis but it felt like nothing to me. I just need freedom and to return to my past life. Even if I had conflict in terms of personal life, I realize that the conflict was a mere distraction. I couldn't shout or yell for help as it felt like I've been denied every opportunity to speak. As I was lost in thought, the door violently opened as the person who regularly brings in food came with his assigned duty. He dropped it quietly and moved towards the door but stopped automatically. "Enjoy your food and peace of mind while it still lasts", he said when stopped at the door without looking back. "What do you mean?" I struggled to voice out this question since my soul is thoroughly bruised. "You'll understand soon enough", he turned round to say it amidst mocking gi