HER SHADOWED PAST

     Like every other night, Jacklyn woke up from her nightmare.

The same dream,

The same strange people,

The ones she'd seen for almost all her life.

She got up from her bed and put on the table lamp.

The florescence light evolved the room,

"Another night, another nightmare." She sighed to herself as she got up and stumbled to get water.

Her study table was still filled with unfinished works from last night,

The cup of unfinished already cold coffee was still there.

It was just four thirty am and she has like an hour extra before she goes for her morning jog.

Instead of lying back on the bed,

She took the glass of water and went to the table to probably finish up her work.

Jacklyn Chisholm is a twenty three year old girl who works as a Forensics Photographer at the NYPD ( New York Police Department).

Her parents were Adam and Linda Chisholm and her younger brother Ed Chisholm.

Both parents live in Southern Manhattan at their old but gorgeous family home while she moved out to Brooklyn after she dropped out of college.

She decided to work at the NYPD after taking intense Crime Analysis Education for two years, majoring in Forensic Photography.

    A new case came in yesterday morning and she'd taken photos of the crime scene.

She was still trying to find evidence for a murder to case to who the murderer is.

The deceased was a twelve year old boy,

By autopsy report that came later the day shows that the boy was injected with overdosed of propane from his left arm.

He was also given a second degree burn on his back and a metal was stabbed on his back too.

She was so perplexed at the report,

Who's so cruel to kill a twelve year old in such gruesome way?

The Wall Street is getting more dangerous for it's inhabitant, especially for children and teens,

Not talking of the youths.

Drugs everywhere,

Killing and illegal deals.

The police have also lock downed the drug path by arresting the Drug Lord of the Walls over twenty years ago.

The man Big Ray was arrested when a woman, Cynthia Smithson blew up their cover,

The woman died in an explosion on her New Yorkshire house a few days after the court verdict but Big Ray was arrested.

 Thinking it would become better after Big Ray's arrest,

It became worst,

Crimes everywhere,

Kids going high on drugs and killing,

It was gruesome.

Jacqueline found this cruel and those was the main reason she'd taking the job.

She loves anything photo,

From taking photos to investigating crimes behind photos taken,

She knew for once this was her calling.

She open the files and stared at it for awhile,

"Name: Baron Devaski

Age: Twelve years old...

"Gosh!

I can't do this now." She left the file and rested her head on the table.

It was Friday and she would be helping her neighbor, Stacey take her son to school.

The woman had gone for an art exhibition in Rhodes Island and won't be back till Monday morning,

So she pleaded Jacklyn to help her take care of her five year old son, Bruce till she returns.

She got up from the bed and went to the spare room to check on the boy,

He was still soundly asleep.

She nodded and quietly left the room,

She went back to hers and got herself ready for her morning run,

"It’s no big deal if I go earlier than usual." She tightened the laces of her trainers and left the room.

    Jacklyn walked out of the building towards her car.

She was trying to get her neighbor's son to school then drive herself to work when her phone rang.

Amidst the rush and constant calling of the little boy Bruce,

She took the call,

"Hello who's this?" She asked as she saw the unfamiliar number.

"Hello.

Is this Jacklyn Chisholm?" The unfamiliar voice asked,

"Yes, I'm Jacklyn Chisholm.

Any problem?" She asked the caller,

"Yes,

Your father had gotten into an accident with his truck and has been rushed to New York City Hospital." The caller informed her and her phone dropped on the floor,

Luckily, it didn’t shattered.

"Aunt what's it?“ Bruce asked when he noticed she wasn't herself again,

He shook her hard,

"Hello,

Miss can you still hear me?" The caller asked

" Aunty Jack." He called her again,

She came back to her senses.

Bruce had already picked up the phone,

"Aunty, your phone." Bruce said to her as he handed the phone to her,

She slowly collected the phone from him.

"Hello Miss,

Are you there?" The caller asked again,

"Yes,

I'm still here.

Which hospital did you say he was admitted in?" She asked the man,

"Lennox Hills." The caller replied her,

"Okay,

Thanks, I’ll be there soon." She hung up the call immediately,

"Bruce, we’ll have to hurry up to your playschool,

I have an emergency to attend to." She said to the boy,

The boy complied immediately and stayed calm while she strapped him in her two sitter baby blue Camaro.

With great speed, she drove to Bruce's playschool which wasn't very far from her house,

"Bruce, I might be late to pick you up later, so you'll to stay with your teacher for a bit longer time." She said to the boy as he got out from her car,

"Okay aunt Jack,

I promise I'm going to be a good boy and won't disturb my teachers." The boy said to her,

She nodded and kissed him goodbye.

  Immediately the boy left,

She navigated her car and headed for the hospital,

"I'll have to call to tell them I'll be late,

She fished out her phone from her handbag and dialed Maxwell's number.

Maxwell was her colleague and also the closest person to her.

She doesn't keep friends for reason best unknown to her.

Yeah,

She doesn't know why but she knows she's not a type that keep friends.

Max's number going through,

" Max please pick up.” she cried as she drove hysterically,

Max wasn't picking up,

"Should I call Harry?" She asked herself,

Harry's her colleague too and has been throwing sexual advances at her for quite a long time while she kept rejecting his advances.

He was a ladies man,

A player with very sweet mouth,

He's every lady's dream but with very big mouth and that was the main reason she hates him big time.

No,

If she calls him now,

He's going to use it as an advantage to get to her....

She tried Max's number again,

But it wasn't still going through.

"I guess I'll have to call Mr Howard and tell him I will be coming a bit later,

"She scrolled through her contacts as she searched for her boss's number,

There it is.

She dialed the number and it began to ring.

Grin Grin.

Grin Grin.

" Hello Jacky." The mans voice said,

"Good morning sir." She nervously greeted the man,

"Is there any problem?

You don't sound like yourself." The man asked when he heard her faint and nervous voice,

"Sir, and emergency just came up with my dad.

He got involved in an accident and he's at the hospital..."

"Okay Jack,

Go see him,

I give you the day off,

I'll send Max over to get the files." The man said,

"Okay,

Thanks a lot sir." She thanked the man.

She never expected him to go easy on her,

He's always strict and tough to everyone including her but all of a sudden he's being nice,

That's really great start.

       She arrived the hospital a few minutes later,

She just did a rough parking and ran into the hospital building,

Thank goodness there were no security personnel present at that time to stop her.

She rushed to the nurse on duty at the reception desk,

"Adam Chisholm.

He was brought in earlier today, accident victim" She said to the woman,

She ran through her register,

"Adam Chisholm,

He's still at the ICU." She said,

The nurse pointed her to the direction of the ICU and she left immediately to see her father.

After waiting for a while, the doctor came out,

"Doctor, how's he?" She asked the man impatiently,

He looked at her and she sighed,

"I'm his daughter, Jacklyn Chisholm," She brought out her work ID and showed it to him.

"Oh. Well he'd lost a lot of blood, Miss and will have to be done a transfusion." He said sadly,

"He's a universal donor O Negative and can only get blood from the same blood type.

Unfortunately, we lack that blood type in our blood bank..."

"Okay doctor,

I'm his daughter,

Take my blood." She said to him,

"It'll match his right?" She asked him and he shrugged,

"It should but first, you'll have to some a blood test to be sure it will."

She agreed and followed the doctor to get her blood for the test.

When the result came out,

It was negative,

Her blood and her father's blood doesn't match,

How?

What's going on?

She asked herself.

Her mom was way in India with her younger brother for his brain tumor surgery and won’t be back till next week end.

"Doctor,

What can be done to him?" She asked the doctor with a pain filled heart,

"We'll have to find a donor as fast as possible before thing get out of hand." He said to her.

Jacklyn was lost,

Her blood doesn't match her father's.

Why?

Her dream?

Countless times, she’d dreamt of being somewhere else and seeing different people as her family members,

Is that related to this?

Is this what her dreams were all about?

She was so confused and lost in her thought,

"Miss, I’ll have to attend to other patients till you're ready." The doctor said to her and it brought her back to her senses.

"Okay,

I'll go inform my uncle about this." She left immediately and drove to their family home that was just right outside Manhattan.

But for once, her thought never left what had just happened.

She's spent the past two years investigating others people and disrespecting their death,

Now she's going to turn hands to herself and solve the mystery that has just opened.