***
“-You came!”
Inside the prison, it was such a mess. Sound of people
running around, sound of accusing, and sound of questioning that no one knows
the answer. When the person in charge came out, Tim’s voice got unconsciously
louder.
“What happened? How can you guys just have one guard
bringing that serious criminal outside!”
“We, we’re not sure…… We are on the investigation. That
guard is already dead so….. Ah, th,there is another reason I urgently called
you guys.”
“Another one? Is there a bigger thing than this?”
Jude asked with a face like he got disturbed sleeping for
a week. The person in charge panicked and quickly looked for something in his
pocket. One evident envelop came out from his pocket. While those two
detectives looked curious, the person in charge opened that with shaking hands.
Tim suspiciously opened his mouth.
“…..Is it a note?”
“Yes, I think it was left for Detective Jude….”
The letter was short.
-See you again. I’ll write, Detective J because I wasn’t
joking?
Right after he checked the note, Tim instinctively looked
at Jude. In this expressionless face, nothing was showing. It’s his first time
seeing this expression twice in one day. He bit his teeth and looked at the
simple letter. Chill went down his spine.
It’s the end and the starting bell of the new screen.
The media got little calm now.
The news about a serial killer who implanted an abnormal
fear that a possibility of getting killed by a young neighbor man is higher
than getting killed by a car accident escape was a big news. But the story
changes when even after his escape, the police can’t process any further with
the investigation, and he didn’t do anything for a month. People were still
anxious but starting to forget about that incident little by little. Sometimes it came in a morning show. Alvin Johns who became the reason that the news
criticize the police couldn’t be a threat to people anymore.
The things that were happening in the station was actually
busier, but one thing for sure is that the detective who caught Alvin Johns is going
through such annoying days. Right after the news Alvin Johns has escaped
went up to superior, for several days, Jude had to deal with interrogation-like
conversation. ‘When you were talking to him at last, didn’t he show any sign of
it.’ ‘If that happened, why didn’t you do something before.’ ‘Why do you think
he only asked for you.’ ‘Did you have any personal relationship with him?’ ‘How
do you think Alvin Johns escaped…’ Jude was about to get neurosis, and Tim strongly
complained worrying about his partner who couldn’t even sleep right, but their
reply was very simple. “We don’t know when someone else might die. Is one
person being tired a problem?”
The case became very serious, and most of the authority
went to FBI. Even with that, the case didn’t go any further. There were plenty
of assumption ands useless reports, and the police were getting tired of all
those pranks from the fans. Everyone couldn’t get stuck to this case, and they didn’t have enough man-power.
During those time, a letter that Alvin Johns promised has
arrived. When Jude arrived tired at his seat after a long conversation, there
was a mail on his desk with his name on it. Jude was surprised at the sender’s
name, and right after he said, “Alvin Johns…?” An investigator who was standing
right next to him took away the letter. He was little blank, but he didn’t say
anything. It wasn’t the kind that he wanted to see anyway.
But when the investigator who took away the letter
disappeared that night, Jude panicked a little bit. And when another letter was
on his desk, Jude didn’t tell his superior and put that in his pocket. Tim knew
the situation and looked at him worried but didn’t say anything.
So even though lot of heads were bewildered, Jude and Tim
heard a new case, and they loaded their guns and got called out to the scene.
***
-Hello.
Did you get it well this time? I didn’t know there was an
idiot who didn’t know writing a receiver’s name is not just for a show. I’m
sorry.
I’m doing well. The weather is nice these days. How are
you, detective? You were tired after I escaped, right? After the incident calms
down, drink a glass of beer and rest well. Should I visit you with Heineken
someday?
I got little more comfortable after the news calmed down.
It’s not bad to live this quietly. Ah, you know the word ‘living quietly’
doesn’t mean how living same as other people feeling small
happiness, right?
Different from me but similar detective
You probably feel like you are far from me, but actually
we are connected to each other, so you don’t have to feel nervous. In a right
time, I’ll visit you only with goodwill. You can trust me.
I’ll write you again. Stay well.
-Alvin Johns
“Jude, isn’t better to tell Chief?”
“….”
“Jude.”
Inside a smoothly moving car, Jude was reading the letter
with a sleepy face shook his head making, “Mm” sleepy sound. Tim’s face was
full of worries.
“No, it’s okay. What if something happens again?”
“Did he say anything else? Like a word where we can
predict where he is.”
“Nope. Is it one or two place that has a good weather?
Probably this won’t even have a fingerprint… They couldn’t figure out anything
in the first letter. Ah, I’m so tired.”
Jude folded the letter roughly and put it in his pocket, and he
sighed and leaned on the seat. Tim frowned guessing the place they’re going
right now looks like. In this mess, police’s duty is unchanged and kept going.
No matter how dangerous Alvin Jude is, for that one guy, all the police can’t
only stick to that case. Yes, he understood. The reason why they have to come
out for a job even though it’s this loud. Anyway, the crime won’t stop just
because of police’s situation.
But Tim didn’t want to take his partner who went through
a hard time for a month to another crime scene nearly at midnight.
“Do you think you’ll be alright? Should I go in by
myself?”
“No thanks. I’m not a little girl with sensitive emotion
so don’t worry about it, Tim oppa.”
Even if he’s half dead, his talk never dies. Tim chuckled
and slowly stopped the car.
When there was a voice of a scared man through a police’s
phone, he said word by word crying. ‘I, I came home, and my mother was dead.
Help me.’ There was possibility of being a prank call –especially these days-
They couldn’t just not go out after they got a call. For the sake of authenticity
and judge seriousness, they needed to send the investigators.
And in the headquarter, they sent Jude who just came out
from the counsel to the scene with Tim. Right now we’re lack in people so look
around and ask for backups if you guys can’t solve it by yourselves. But try to
finish it within your hands! –With Chief’s kind comment.
Carefully, two police approached the building trying not
to make a sound. The light was on through the window. Tim carefully looked
inside and got paled.
In front of the table, there was a body. On top of the
table there was a head. The intestines were dragging the floor, and the two
hands were inside the head’s mouth. The surrounding area was covered with blood
that looks like a cheap paint.
“Ugh –it’s bad.”
Jude clicked his tongue like whispering. It looks like
no one's at home. There was no sound coming from up stair. But they have to be
alert. They slowly turned the unlocked door knob, and those two detectives went
inside the house.
A fishy smell hit their noses. A disgust that can’t be
compare to a fish. Warm blood and decomposing organs. When they start to rot,
they smell worse than any other animals. They frowned little bit and went up to the second floor. They heard someone’s crying sound through ajar door. They
looked at each other, and Tim kicked the door first.
“Freeze! N.Y.P.D!”
One man was lying on the floor. He was crying covering
his head and fell backward because he got scared by Tim’s voice. Tim looked at
the man and asked without putting down his gun.
“Are you the one who reported?”
“Ah…….. Yes, yes, I’m, I’m Lloyd Zejens. Um, out,
outside, that’s, that’s my, mo, mother…..”
“Is there someone else in the house?”
“No, no, no no, I’m, I’m the only one.”
His face was covered with tears. There was nothing
dangerous, so they slowly put down the gun. Tim stared at that poor shivering
man pitifully and turned his head to Jude.
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