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I-SHIRLEY 11
-ShirleyChapter 11At twenty minutes after one in the morning, Ackermann sat comfortably in an armchair in his apartment. He held on his lap a pile of the files of the very first five victims of the Angel of death, the shadow killer. He would go through each of them attentively, not missing a single adjective or an adverb. Before two, he had gone through the files and already gone over it a second time. “Still nothing….” He said as he sent his hands to caress his eyes and face. He Sighed and shook his head in discontent. Detective Ackermann was incredibly fed up with chasing one person and doing the same thing over and over and over again for years. The same thing had gone on in his life the same way, so much that sometimes he wakes up and expects to be called to a crime scene. It had become a formula for him. Wake up on a Monday morning to a phone call, “There’s been another angel of death incident, Detective, come do your thing. Ackermann would sometimes set the alarm for as early
I-SHIRLEY 12
I-Shirley12Ackermann and Azriel had been on patrol for less than thirty minutes, moving slowly and smoothly and quietly in the streets with both the exterior lights and interior lights turned on. “Okay, so basically, you think he murders people on weekends only?” asked Azriel as she still kept her eyes on her side of the car.“Yeah….” Replied Ackermann, also looking around closely. “You’ll realize it too when you take a close look at the files.” He added.“I know right, that’s what I’m worried about.” Said Azriel.“Wait, what are you saying?”“Um-hmm. All these years, and we didn’t figure this out, about the time of his murders. All these years…. How many people have died because we failed to notice this? I can’t help but wonder what else we may have missed.” Azriel said and sent her eyes to Ackermann for a few seconds and then back to the direction she was supposed to keep watch on. It should have been a collective failure for the whole team, herself, Ackermann, and Shirley, for n
I-SHIRLEY 13
I-Shirley13“ Wait… You think the Angel of Death has Shirley? ” asked Chief Tador, sounding a little panicky.Ackermann took a deep breath. “ Yes, Chief. ” Concurred, Ackermann.Chief Tador laughed hard. “ Quit being so Paranoid, Ackermann. Shirley is here with me and okay. ” “ Wait, what? ” asked Ackermann, in a loud and confused tone.“ Agent Shirley is here Ackermann, relax! ”Ackermann could hear Shirley giggle from Chief Tador’s end.He shook his head.“ Please put her on the phone, Sir. ”Ackermann hit the loudspeaker button and turned up his volume to the max.He hurried back inside the bedroom to see Azriel. The girl had already lost all hopes of seeing her role model ever again. She had sat on the bed and buried her weepy eyes between her thighs. Ackermann immediately felt her sadness the moment he entered the room. He sat beside her
I-SHIRLEY 14
I-Shirley 14 In the short distance from the car to the door, the two were simultaneously contemplating what kind of approach to take; they couldn't get on the decision whether to kick the door open or enter gently as if they were undercover. Both Shirley and Ackermann reduced their pace in order to get the Chief in front to make the decision. Chief Tador kicked the door open with his full might the second he got there. He had already decided on that the moment he saw the house. Besides, it was no time to be gentle. If they were rational, the situation seemed notably worse already. Looking at things,, the owners of the house whom the angel of death had visited were already dead, and the officer who was sent to check things out came at the wrong time, walked in on the angel of death doing his deed, and also got his piece, besides the family. The Chief had already thought of this; there was no way he would gently approach the house; he needed to enter with full force and vigor. "FBI…
I-SHIRLEY 15
I-SHIRLEYCHAPTER 15ACKERMANNAckermann woke up after he felt a hand caressing his bare-chest. His eyes were blurry at first…. He saw a black curly haired woman sharing a bed with him. She was on one side of her body and had locked her head up high with her arm. Ackermann tilted his head slightly and look in her direction. “Hey there sleepy head.” She said. Ackermann squinted his eyes and rolled his to the corners, trying to figure out where he was. “This… is my room?” Ackermann asked himself in his head. The man was extremely confused at that point. He almost didn’t his own room if not for the aquarium he had placed on the table beside the entrance.“Honey…. Honey…?” She pulled a hair on his chest and made him snap back. “What’s wrong? You kinda zoned out.” She said, looking and sounding a little worried.
I-SHIRLEY 16
I-SHIRLEYCHAPTER 16CHIEF TADORTador woke up after he felt a soft hand caressing his face. His eyes were blurry at first…. He saw a dark-skinned woman with neatly trimmed hair sitting right beside him on the bed and looking down at him. Her hands were still on his face. Tador tilted his head slightly and look in her direction. “Hey, there sleepy head.” She said. Tador squinted his eyes and rolled them to the corners, trying to figure out where he was. “Where…. Where am I?” Tador asked himself in his head. The man was extremely confused at that point. He almost didn’t recognize his own room if not for the baby picture of his son he had hung on the wall beside the entrance.“Tad…. Honey…?” She gently slapped his cheeks, trying to bring him back to his senses; he didn’t. She then grabbed a single hair around his beard and pulled it harshly. That one did the job. “
I-SHIRLEY 17
I-SHILREYCHAPTER 17Shirley mildly hears the sounds of her surroundings; she notices that it’s a lot different from the sounds she usually hears at that time of the night, when she’s sleeping. She would usually hear the fan blowing air unto her, or the A.C, doing the same as the fan – when she decides to use that one instead, or the single beep sound alerting her of a notification from an email or from her I-message. This time, the sound was a lot different and foreign to her ears. But even still, she was asleep, though she recognized everything. She was the kind of person who would sleep and go in deep, but would still hear and notice everything in her surroundings. That is, if she’s not dreaming at the time. The loud hoots from the owls around were enough to make sleeping Shirley’s sub consciousness realize she was in a different place at the time, but still, wasn’t enough to wake her up. The howls did that. The loud h
I-SHIRLEY 18
I-SHIRLEYCHAPTER 18Ackermann stood in front of Martha and Michael, with the knife still in his hands and a tear-dripping face. Michael had locked himself in his mother's arms as they both stared dead at Ackermann. The Angel of death stood and watched the show from a distance. He had spat to Ackermann how he'd get out the never-ending nightmare, and that way was the only way to go out. "All you have to do to get out of this is quite simple actually. I said that would not work earlier, but scratch that. I make the rules here and I can change them as much as I see fit. You claim these two are not real, you claim they are long dead. So if they are already dead and not real, there wouldn't be any problem with slitting their throats and gutting them limb from limb right? After all that was what you brought the knife for, right?"Ackermann knew he was a complete monster for even considering to do the bidding of the Angel of death, even if they are not real, but
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