I'm staring on my wall as Jynx keep sending me an info about my next target. It's already been a week since our meeting. Her words keep bothering me. If what she said it's true. What should I do?!
"Something... bother your mind, Lexa?" I'm looking at the doorsill. I sighed and shrugged my shoulders.
"What do you think?" I take a deep breath and put my glasses on my coffee table and sighed. Linda sit next to me and put her arms around my waist. She support her chin over my shoulder.
"I heard... from Dollface, that Cherry put a bounty on her wife's head. Should I join them? That must be lot of people want her dead." She leaned her head over my chest
I let go of her hand, then stand up. "I want to go to somewhere. Crimes never sleep, right?" She rolled her eyes and sighed. She walked to the kitchen, open the fridge.
"Um... we ran out of milk, processed pork, and... baked beans." She said with a spoiled processed meat in her hand.
"Which type of meat you want me to buy? A synthetic, processed synthetic, processed, raw, or the cooked one?" She rolled her eyes and stared at me.
"Really, Alexa? Why you... not buy them all for me?!" I'm chuckling.
I'm not expecting she will asked me with her face like that. I don't know why sometimes I wanted to keep it that way. "We... have different preference. We're human." She sighed and raised her eyebrow.
I shrugged my shoulder, then scratching my itchy chin. "Fine! A processed synthetic. We never have dinner together, Alexa. Why we always bothered with the groceries?" She's got the point. We often not spending time together.
It's not about because of time or anything else. It's just... preference. I keep focusing to search my brother. He can be dead, right? It's already been 7 years he was missing. A lot of blood spills on the way.
I don't know how I execute her. Should I killed her with my hand or put her head on the bounty. "What if... we have a picnic?"
She furrowed her brows. "What!? Picnic!? It will be dangerous for both of us. BBC New's Drones were everywhere, are you forget about that, Alexa?"
She's right. I sighed and wiped my forehead. "What if... we have dinner together, then? What if about tomorrow... night?" I raised my eyebrow. "I-it's not a date, of course. It's just..."
She's chuckling. "I get it, duh!" She's walking away. She... accept the invitation?
"Jynx!" Jynx walking approaching me and wearing my glasses. "You drive. We will go to the DotBLUE Law Firm." She nodding her head and follow me to the garage.
The garage door opened. "Welcome, Ms. Turner. Which car you want to drive today?" I keep swiping to searching a car.
[FBI Announcement: All units who in 9th Avenue or 9 miles in range, please be cautious. Deadly inmates armed runaway from the prison.]
I took a deep breath and looking at Jynx. "Do you have notification from Kenneth?" She's nodding her head.
"All notification from him is all transaction you have since July, 8th 2077." Damn. How much money I have right now?! It's not including all my assets. "A new message from Kenneth. Should I open it now?"
I sighed and looked at her. "No. He just... want to asked me join the hunt." I took a deep breath and rubbed my eyes.
I walked to my locker to grabbed my badge and gun belt. "Can you do groceries, for me Jynx? I have an urgent business." She nodding her head. Maybe I should call taxi.
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He kicked the door and gets inside of this empty warehouse. "Are you sure that person hiding here, Ken?"
"Yeah, I've got a tip from someone." He said.
I'm looking at my surrounding. The only light source is from our pocket flashlight. Shit. This place give me goosebump. "Keep focus, Alexa!" His voice echoing.
I furrowed my brow and rubbed my eyes. Yesterday, we spending time together at Temple of Guardian, but today... what happened after we spending time there? "What's wrong with you?" He stays silent.
I hold his shoulder, but his hand brushed off m hand. "Keep focus!" He glared at me.
I sighed, nodding my head to him. We checking door to door, but we don't found him. "Argh!" He kicked the door. What's wrong with you? I put my masked on, in case we're get inside a random room that contains hazardous gas.
He keep barged in for a random reason. It's not him! Kenneth that I knew, never use forced and keep thinking straight. This is not him. "Kenneth, stop!" He keep kicking the locked door until it shattered.
I rubbed my face roughly, sighed. "Kenneth O'Kenna!" He looked at me. I took a deep breath and gather my courage to asked. "Do you have..." I close my eyes and sighed. "Never mind. I guess, it's not my business."
He scoffed. "Everything is not your business even my career on the edge." He replied sarcastically. I gripped my gun tight and we looking at the window. There's a shed with the lights on. "There you are!" He took off his masked.
He shots the window and vaulted. He run towards the door. I just following him and keep watching his back. We peeping inside the shed from the window. We see 2 hostages. They tied to a chair, unconscious, and wounded. Um... what is that?!
I turned on thermal camera and scanning for explosive.
[Gun detected. Calling SWAT...]
"Let's go," he gets up. I hold his hand. "Let me go, bitch!" He lets go of his hand. I tried to reached him. As the slow motion in the movie, he opened the door widely.
"It's a trap Kenneth!" A loud bang sound echoing to this fake shed. Kenneth standing still and everything goes slow. Two hostages now they're dead with their brain shattered. I'm looking at the cable on each side. There's a pumped shotgun tied to the ceiling.
Kenneth only standing there widening his eyes. "I-I..." I sighed. A wrinkle on face as I pulled him to the side.
[Estimate SWAT Team will arrived on the crime scene is 4 minutes. Do you want me to guide you...]
"Call the coroner, ambulance, and police. Do it stealthy!" I'm looking at Kenneth. He faced down with he widened his eyes. I catch my breath and leaned back. Shit. We're not dealing with an ordinary serial killer. It's too brutal.
"D-do you know who escaped from the maximum prison?!" I'm looking at him. From his face, I know who he is. I scoffed and sighed.
Now, this is a sin I should pay for.