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Apparently, he won’t give the files regarding Major Sullivan and what happened to them in the war. That bastard. He deeply hated Major Sullivan and I don’t know what his deal was. The brown envelope contains different papers and I don’t know why it wasn’t a case solved and why would Ares literally give me whole of the evidence from this case. A zip-lock plastic bag contains a bondage? Then, a piece of a handkerchief, a fucking panty lace, and a journal. I ignore those evidence because I don’t want to contaminate if ever that they are shreds of evidence. My mind becomes busy as I turn the pages on what’s looked like an investigation report for this case.

Albert bent his body and stretched his arm to the ground and picked a stack of files just next to the table and placed several of them on the table. Amongst them, a ray-blue file was pushed forward toward Shadow wordlessly. “And this is?” Shadow grabbed it and promptly opened it. “Ah, all the activity in The Unknown.” “Roughly, yeah.” Shadow gestured at the other files. “What about those?” “Same, but much more detail.” “Can I read all of it?”

Name: unknown Age: unknown D.O.B: unknown Crime: suspected for unsolved crimes on the border of Canada and the US. ID: No physical records with no proper identification. Orlando frowned this wasn’t what he was expecting there isn’t any useful information that can be used. “Mike this file is empty, there’s no detailed information written here.” Orlando scoffed and groaned. “We just wasted our time coming here.”

He dropped his bag, pulled out the folders Amanda had given him, and placed them on the desk like pieces of a puzzle he had been waiting years to solve. He opened the laptop he had brought with him, quickly connecting to the old Wi-Fi that miraculously still worked. He pulled up old articles he had downloaded, scanned through notes he had made, and opened the case files the private investigator had begun compiling. With every new connection he made, with every name that matched between financial records and the fire report, he felt something tighten in his chest. He was chasing the truth, and it felt closer than ever. He picked up the phone and called his investigator.

Three folders beneath the others. A different tag. Not “CLOSED.” Not “RED.” Just: UNRESOLVED / ESCALATION DENIED Ava clicked. The profile loaded slowly. Subject: E.M. (Ella Mireaux) Industry: Risk Assessment / Civil Forensics Flagged: 2012 Tier: Red… status: INCOMPLETE No final report. No signature. Just a truncated note: > “Target relocated prior to activation. Case abandoned. Monitoring suspended 2017.” There was a photo.

Tia continued. “Pamela Neil, her body found in South Cove Park and now Stacey Rohn, found in Duane Park. He is using the parks as a dumping ground and he is not spreading out too far.” “He is saying that he is close. He wants to be found?” “He is messing with the police.” Tia said, slamming her palm on the desk and pacing away. “And he is loving it.” “There are four unsolved murder cases from November last year till February.” The assistant came to them and placed the four files on the desk in front of Aiden before walking away and back to his seat after a thank you from Tia. They wasted no time in flipping the files open.

He rummaged through one of the shelves, and pulled out a case file. “How do you manage to find a particular case file among all of them? I asked, “It's quite numerous, and it can be hectic finding them.” “It's not that hard, as the files are sorted out alphabetically. There are also numbers for them. Case files containing similar cases are placed in the same shelves, and vice versa. It was easy to find this, as it happened not quite long, and it's placed in the section of cases that we weren't able to solve.” He explained, sighing.

Then he can show the 3 letters where its shows the guy is totally innocent and has some medical condition. Then the second letter which Takeshi has skipped where its shows that he is not really innocent at all. Where he really used to work side by side with his father doing all the dirty work. Total 51 missing cases some of which have turned into a cold case as the cop didn’t find any leads at all. But at the same time, 21 cases did lead to anything at all but still did not give up on the fact. Now outside of the city or all over the nations is being searched.

She was the prize. And we? We were too close for comfort. I walked over to my laptop and pulled up a folder. Inside were files we weren’t supposed to have—case notes, private correspondences, court depositions that had gone missing. Rowe peered over my shoulder. “Where’d you get all this?” he asked. “Friend in IT. Don’t ask.” He smirked. “I never do.” We scanned the files until one document caught his attention. “This one,” he said, pointing.

I knew I shouldn’t, but no one was around, and it was technically my business, considering my name was on it. I reached forward, picking it up and opening it. At first, it was just information about me and my academy scores: my background checks and family history. The next page was a list of cases I had still unsolved. It heavily outweighed the cases I had solved, but the page would be almost empty if I solved this case. I flipped over to the next page, my jaw clenched as I read what it said.