My good mood has wholly disappeared, and I don't know why. So what if Mary Sue is entertaining a suitor? Why do I care? We're not even that close.I feel like I'm not in the mood and just wanted to go home, but I can't. I have a job and a town to protect. I can't let my personal problems hinder my capability as a detective. I need to act professionally.When I got to the station, I noticed so many people, and they were all trying to grab one person. The one being held by some of our officers. The left side of his head is already bloodied. It looks like some actions happened before he arrived."What the hell happened?" I asked Oliver when they finally took the suspect away from the finally"The guy molested their nine-year-old son. Totally sick, dude. I almost wanted to punch him myself." Oliver responded, breathing heavily. Right, Oliver hates pedophiles more than anything else."Good thing he got arrested," I answered sincerely. I just hate crimin

Captain Hansen had a nagging feeling in his gut so he pushed us to investigate Bolton. He wanted to make sure that we don't miss anything about him. No matter how many times we told him, he is still unconvinced that Bolton is not the killer of the second woman.So Oliver and I spent two days quietly investigating him. Fortunately, we were right. There is no possible connection between Kendra Muller and Mr. Bolton. We didn't find any evidence that he's been in Burton Grove before he killed his daughter."Damn it!" I turned to Oliver when he cursed. He's been like this for the past few two days. Always frustrated about the smallest of things."Easy man, you're going to break your computer." I tried to lighten up his mood but all I got was a dagger eye."Shut up, man." He then said angrily.I just shook my head and sighed. Oliver really doesn't do well with disappointment. Especially if it himself that his disappointed to. Oliver is a very positive pe

Burton Grove mourned the death of my fellow law enforcer. They were given a hero's funeral together with the remembrance of those innocent civilians who died inside the hotel. It's a sad day for Burton Grove.But it's definitely not a rest day for law enforcers like me. We still have an investigation to do. The killer of Kendra Muller is out there. Roaming around breathing free air."I can't believe Norwood did it. It's just so f*cking coward! He took so many lives with him so that he can escape justice!" Oliver has been raving about how mad he is for what Norwood did. Even I felt rage inside of me. Some of those law enforcers who died in the explosion are our batchmates in the academy. They were all good people."There's no point on dwelling, man. What we can do is honor those who died by doing our jobs better. Especially those law enforcers, they died in the line of duty. It was an honorable death. Us who were left alive have the responsibility to do right by

Simpson's laptop provided little information. Yes, we found the chat messages with this guy she met online, but the profile doesn't say much about the person. Our tech people can't locate his IP address. They are not giving up, though. They are still trying.Having three murdered women in our city never happened before. This is something that not even I have ever dreamed of. I grew up in Burton Grove, and our worst problem was the gang who tried to own the city."Chris! Come here, now!" Oliver's voice gave me panic, but I ran towards them anyway. He went to the tech lab to see if there's anything they got from Simpson's laptop."Why? What did you find?" I asked immediately."We got a hit, it took a while, but we were able to do it." The tech personnel showed the laptop. It got multiple mini-screens showing."Where?" The tech person showed me the map.I knew that place. I will never forget that place. That was where we used to play when we we

After that protest of Mr. Simpson, people started pointing at everyone that they thought could be possible suspects. Anyone who looks suspicious or even someone who's not handsome enough was deemed suspicious. Burton Grove is in total chaos, and our department couldn't do anything about it.Even Guzman has been quiet since he handled the missing woman. He hasn't found anything that could tell the whereabouts of the woman. The reports of missing women have been rampant in cities, and none of us can figure out what is going on. Hundreds of angry parents have been appearing on tv networks, insulting and humiliating their city police."Oliver! It's your mom," Our desk officer announced. His face screamed of bad news, and I can see Oliver's worried face looked at me. I can feel something's wrong, and so did Oliver.My eyes followed Oliver until he reached for the phone. He took a big gulp of his soda before putting the receiver against his ears. Slowly, Oliver's reac