The Detective Omega
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“You disappeared for two whole days, Vale. What kind of excuse do you have for that?” Captain Moore’s yelled across the briefing room.
I stood stiff, clenching my hands. My mouth was dry, and the taste of suppressant pills still coated my tongue.
“I have an explanation,” I said carefully. “But you might not believe it.”
The rest of my team looked at me; some curious, some annoyed. Marcus just looked worried.
“You know the claw mark murder case...I went undercover to follow a lead to find out who the rogue killer is,” I said. “But it turned out that he was not just a man. He was something else. He was...” I paused. Everyone leaned in anticipation.