"What a criminally minded person like me can archive when committing a crime. We have been looking for how to escape, but for now, we can't do it. I have been meditating. . . . Let the Angels above me make away for my escape, and I will whisper to myself. "Hail onto thee, Hail, Oh Angels who speak the truth from the middle of the earth, may you all send help to me. The mystery eggplant of forgiveness, the powers of earth, come down from the sphere of light and help me to archive freedom from my sins and free from the hands of my ancestors. And I will be free, free in deed."
When things had gone wrong, how can they correct it? When things are not doing well, can the panel of judges free the suspect without judgements? Can a wrong correct the right? Would it be possible for the right to correct the wrong? Hence, it is the panel of judges that has the final say.
The enemies of every human being leave within their dwelling place. It is always hard to separate them if they note such enemies who smile on their faces as if they are friendly to each other.
To all human beings, the only thing that can separate their enemies is to reconsider . . .; stop doing evil and do the right thing. It is to have a sense of charity, thinking that your brother, sister, uncle, father, mother as well, are human beings like you. What you think is good for you is the same thing you should apply to one another.
Again, if a brother, sister, friend, uncle, father, as well as a mother refused to reconsider, the only thing that would bring an end to one's life is dead.
After Katrin Oliver and her gang members killed James Parker, they escaped to an unknown location, the very night of the incident.
Katrin Oliver, who was their gang leader, took them to the Pomoor Hotel and Suite to address them before they departed to their various destinations.
A criminal is always a criminal though he or she may look so gentle. We cannot classify a gentle person as a good person; only the court of justice can judge every individual at a time.
Katrin Oliver advised their members to share themselves in different places all over the territory of Arctilumania and beyond. She advised them that whoever comes across their highways, they should gun them down—meaning, one man, one bullet. She told them that Jessica Jackson would haunt them. Nobody should remain in Pomoor County for safety reasons.
On Tuesday morning, the investigator from the Pomoor County Police Department began their investigation for those who killed James Parker, a selfless individual. Who took fashion design as a hobby since he knew that fashion design can make an individual make money easily.
James Parker was a kind of gentleman who likes beautiful and the ugliest women in town; nobody knows why he had no choice to select a good-looking lady, or even an old woman who doesn't care to dress well. It is only him that can say it all.
He was a philanthropist who had a car, but he didn't make use of it. He prefers to make use of his legs rather than using his car. I don't know if you can call him a journeyman; well, you have the choice to say it all, if you determine to speak it well.
George Glover, Dexter Butler, William Burns, Ellen McCoy; they tripped into the City of Pomoor and gathered information in order to trapped Katrin Oliver with her gang members who killed her fiancé after a minor argument.
When they get into the city. They discovered that Katrin Oliver's first point of escape was Pomoor Hotel and Suite. They entered their private car in other to discard themselves from the public.
Getting to the hotel, they met the receptionist at the counter. George Glover, who leads the team of investigators, asked the receptionist, Daniil Egorov, what happened when Katrin Oliver and her gang members arrived.
Daniil Egorov, male, told George Glover that when they arrived, it was a talk of war. "We were almost running out of the hotel when they arrived here. They refused to pay for their room before they collected the key. The only lady among them stabbed one of us on the shoulder because he delayed to give her the room key. The three men among them fired their pistols in the air to scare everyone of us within the Hotel premises-—"
William Burns, one of the investigators asked the receptionist. "Did you know any of their names?"
"Officer, I can't know any of their names; but one of them called a female name who was among them---"
"Can you remember what he called the female who was with them?"
"Sir, what he mentioned was Katrin," Daniil Egorov replied.
"Does he mention the second name?"
One of the hotel workers who stood beside Daniil Egorov said. "Sir, the guy mentioned Oliver.
Sir, maybe that is her second name."
George Glover glanced over the counter, and he asked the receptionist. "Who is the owner of this hotel?"
Daniil Egorov said. "Sir, the owner of the hotel has nothing to do with the case of Katrin Oliver."
"Oh, Mr. Daniil Egorov, you are wrong. The owner of the hotel is the first suspect. After arresting him, we will arrest all the workers of this hotel; then you would know the owner of the hotel has a role to play in this case.
Mr. Daniil Egorov---"
"Sir!"
"Don't you know that the owner of the hotel has no Federal Government permit that could cover him for making this hotel useful to the public---"
"Sir, I don't know---" Daniil Egorov replied.
Daniil Egorov took the investigators to the room where Katrin Oliver, and her friend were staying the very night of the incident.
George Glover and his team look at the interior design of the hotel as if it was the first time when they did investigation work in a hotel.
Isai Musa, the hotel manager, asked George Glover.
"Sir!"
"Yes manager, what happened?"
"Sir please, don't be offended---"
"Go on, Mr. Isai---"
"Is it for your first time doing an investigation job in a hotel?"
"Why are you asking?"
"Oh, the way you look at the interior design surprised me. I think this is your first time doing an investigation job in a hotel---!" said Isai Musa.
"Manager, you are a madman; Why are you embarrassing me?"
" I am sorry, sir," Isai Musa replied.
When they got into the hotel room, the police officers discovered that Katrin Oliver and her group had forgotten their Beretta PX4 pistol in the hotel room. They forgot their clothes on top of the bed. They also discovered one leg of the shoe and a dagger in the room.
During the process of investigation, Isai Musa took the investigators to the owner of the hotel behind the hotel premises.
When they arrived, they met Mrs. Annette Germain, a citizen of France. They arrested Annette Germain with Daniil Egorov and the hotel manager, Isai Musa. Long-range AK-47 riffle and one local made riffle were discovered from Annette Germain's inner room.
Arriving at the Pomoor County Police Department. The investigation revealed that Annette Germain is the Patron of the Black Oak Brotherhood, a secret gang that has been a terrorist group in Pomoor County for over fifteenth years.
They also sent other police investigators to arrest those members that Annette Germain mentioned.
During the investigation, George Glover discovered that Annette Germain was a frustrated Army office during the American Revolutionary War. When the fictional Kingdom of Arctilumania was discovered, she crossed the border and joined the Arctilumania National Guards to fight the minority ethnic group in order to get the upper hand from the hands of the King, King Pedro the 2nd. Which the King promised her the position of Chief Security Officer of Janport Island.
Annette Germain told George Glover that because of a handsome young man she loves during the war. She could not abandon the young man and go back to France to continue to serve his nation. George Glover kicks against such an opinion; he brought hand-carved to hand-carved her. Annette Germain confessed to George Glover that; she is a ghost, not a normal human being; though she looks younger than her age. She told George Glover that during the Janport Island civil war, the National Guards gunned her down, including Cornell Andrew, Isai Musa and Daniil Egorov who came from Russia to support the fight. Annette Germain said that their rifle fell to exchange fire with their enemies; that was why their enemy's gun them down.
The police investigators did not get a statement from other suspects until further notice.
Daniil Egorov, Isai Musa and Annette Germain, as well as Cornell Andrew, was locked in different underground cells in Central Pomoor County Police Headquarters.
As the investigation continues, the Patron of Black Oak Brotherhood, Annette Germain, has admitted that Pomoor Hotel and Suite were a center for the Black Oak Brotherhood to have their meeting. The Chief Commanding Officer (CCO) of the Pomoor County Police Department gave the order to shut down the hotel with immediate effect. Because of what Annette Germain did, the workers who worked in the hotel lost their jobs; they became strained.
Two weeks later, the investigation refilled that; the hotel had an underground floor, which is a hideout for the Black Oak Brotherhood to carry on their activities.
When the Black Oak Brotherhood from the nearby state heard that the Department of Police, Pomoor County had closed their main office, they gathered their members and arrived at the hotel at midnight and invaded the entrance gate against any attack from the police or the local guards from the community.
When the Pomoor County Police Department heard what was going on, they went there at night and arrested the hoodlums.
During the operation, three police officers were killed. While the police killed eight of their members; three males, five females. However, the police investigators arrested about twenty-seven members of the Black Oak Brotherhood. They took them to their sub station until further notice.
On this planet Earth, people normally commit crimes daily. What comes up in their mind is to think about how to escape. And where they would escape to is not known to them. But through intelligence reports, police investigators can do a marvellous job to fetch them out.
Katrin Oliver had escaped since she had killed her fiancé, James Parker, in Jessica's apartment, which is in Pomoor County. When she got to Wingington, she made a friend with a lady who has a criminal outlook, but she behaves like a Saint. Brenda Velina took Wingington as a hideout for herself and other criminals whenever they committed crimes. Though she had made money as an exotic dancer, she always focuses on how to commit a crime for the purpose of making more money.
When Katrin Oliver made Brenda Velina, she introduced herself to her. They were there for over six hours. She told Brenda Velina what brought her to that community. Brenda Velina also told her own condition. "My name is Brenda Velina from Midwest Saintepole Island. I just came here to hide."
What makes you hide in this place? Did you commit any crime that may take you to jail?"
"I can't tell liars to you. I killed a beautiful woman who looked like my grandmother."
"Why did you kill her?"
"My dear, when we took a stand at someone's house, we got the information that there was one woman that had money. I went there with my friend who died three years ago to rob a woman.
When we reached there, I discovered that this woman whom I was told was on top of money; I mean, a woman who gathered cash from the neighboring country, Arctilumania and she behave with people as if she doesn't have money.
As we stepped in, I told the woman to give us money; she denied it, she had nothing at home. It surprised me to hear such a statement from the woman. When I opened up to her, we came together to steal money from her. She told us she had nothing at hand to feed for a day, talked less of giving us money.
I asked her if she should bring money; else, we are going to kill her. She told us that she had nothing; even though we killed her, we would not get cash from her. She pulled her dress off, until she pulled off her paint. I looked at the woman as if I should fall in love with her. I thought about why I was created as a woman instead of a man. If I were a man, I could have fallen in love with a woman like her.
Later on, I went there and made a friend with her without the knowledge of my criminal friend. If the woman were a man, I could have fall in love with her because she looks so beautiful than any other woman I met in my life.
What came up in my mind was that the woman was a logical person who didn't speak the truth. I gave her a dirty slap, again and again on her face. When I looked at her, she was still standing, gazing at us. I walk close to her and sock her breast. My second criminal person told me I should stop to sock her breast. I gave her another slap again and again. She shouted. I took one of her clothes and tied her mouth. Then my second criminal person pushed her down. As for me, then, I pitied her. I pushed her to get up from the floor. She screamed. When I looked at her, one of her eyes was open. Then, I gave her another dirty slap. She begged us not to beat her.
Upon what we did, the woman couldn't submit even a penny to us. I feel embarrassed. Then we escaped from them and made our way home.
Three months later, I discovered that one of my criminal boyfriend had the information on what I did. He went there and made love with her. Some days later, he went there and finally fall in love with her.
When I had that, my boyfriend had fall in love with the woman whom I prepared to fall in love with. Whenever I reincarnated and became a guy.
Two days later, I went there on my own at midnight at about 02:21 AM. When I arrived, I broke her entrance door; then, I had free access to get into the room. When I entered the room, the woman was already sleeping. I woke her up. She was surprised to see someone entering her room at that time. I tapped her shoulder and said to her. "My friend, will you get up from the bed?" It surprised her to see me in her room. As she woke up, she was trying to clear her eyes and watched over me. And she said to me. "Guy! How do you get into my room? . . . How, tell me." She flicks her hands on my face. "Why?"
I grabbed her forehead and gave her a crazy slab. She was scared; I mean, scared. Then I had a cracking sound at my back; I turned my head immediately. I was thinking someone was behind my back to rescue her, but then, I couldn't see anyone.
When I jerked my head on her, I gave her another wicked slab. She raises her voice in the air, then I hold her mouth. I pushed her; she fell on top of her bed. When she looked at me, she started begging me to leave her alone. "Please, have mercy on me; do not kill me. Whatever you want from me, I am ready to give it to you."
Then I walk close her left hand with my Beretta APX pistol. My happiness was that the bullet did not penetrate her left hand; I was very excited, in fact. If I had not heard about her death, I couldn't have fallen in love with her. Or get more information from her. At that very moment, I behaved like a police officer.
. . . Just imagine,
I became a police officer by force. But I have never known if my father was a police officer or my grandfather before they died. . . . Oh, the where I am talking is as if I knew my father. I could not even know whether he was a white man or a black man." Katrin Oliver boosts laugh, "Please, don't laugh at me, it is not a matter of joke; I am serious about this issue. Because, the very day I would set my eyes on my father, I will first give him a dirty slab. If his guardian angel left him that very day, I would kill him and walk away from his corpse. I will not have any pity on him because he refused to train me as his first child.
Now, I can't escape; I have been meditating criminally to free myself from the blood that is on my hands. Let the Angels above make away for my escape, and I will whisper to myself. "Hail onto thee, Hail, Oh Angels who speak the truth from the middle of the earth, may you all send help to me. The mystery eggplant of forgiveness, powers of earth, come down from the sphere of light and help me to archive freedom from my sins and free from the hands of my ancestors. And I will be free, free in deed.