PIECES

Chapter 1 ✓

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Hi, I'm y/n, 23 years old, moved from London to New York and I'm a normal person, at least that's what everyone thinks. I work for the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Also called FBI. I've been working there since I was 18. Pretty young, but they could use me well. I started college early, when I finished I went to train for the FBI. I live and work alone. My parents live in London, I have no contact with them. I have no friends, at least, maybe from work but not many.

So I worked with the FBI for 5 years now. 5 intense years. Most people cannot stand this and they stop after 1 year, but not me. That is why they are very happy with me and don't want to lose me. And they won't, because I love what I do, even though sometimes I destroy myself. I take pills, then my head calms down and keeps me awake and sharp. You have to do that with this job.

I live in a large building in the middle of New York. A building of approximately 1 storey. Too many rooms, too much space, but it's nice. If you ask, are you lonely? I say no, I have myself. The biggest company, is myself.

Anyway. It's Friday afternoon. I get into my black car and head towards the office. After the many traffic jams, I finally parked at the office and get out of my car. I close the car door and the car locks. I turn around and look at the large office that is pretty high. It is very busy on the street with people wearing suits. Especially Black and White. I walk in blue jeans with a white t-shirt and a black leather jacket. I put my car keys in my pocket and continue to the open entrance. Many men and women walk through the gates. Very busy, but that's normal. I take out my pass and hold it in front of the gate, it automatically opens and I walk through it.

"Good morning y/n!" said the standard guard standing by the light brown wall. He is muscular and tall with dark brown hair. He's nice, I guess.

"Morning Daniel!" I walk further into the main hall. Many people go to work. It is an office with many jobs. I don't know which one, but I do know there's a lot of jobs in here.

Fortunately, the FBI section is on the ground floor. I walk further down a hall and open a door. I see Josh sitting behind the reception. He always sits behind the computer with headphones. Josh is an electric genius. It's always nice to have a chat with him.

"Did you manage to make the birthday cake for your daughter Josh?"

"Well the cake was not delivered on time"

I chuckle. Oh, did I say he was lazy?

"Anyway, I brought you a coffee," Josh said when putting a Starbucks coffee on the table top.

"Thanks man."

I pick it up and walk further down the hall. Then I arrive at headquarters. There are all the desks where my colleagues are. General matters are also discussed there. I walk to my desk and put down my coffee. I sit in my chair and open my laptop. I still have to write some files about an accident where 3 people died. But a few minutes later I hear a voice from afar.

"Y/n, would you please come with me." Said Madelyn.

Madelyn is the head of the FBI. She has blonde hair, blue eyes and she is around 40 years old. Madelyn walks away again, expecting me to follow her. I shut my laptop and follow her to a mini office. I close the wooden door behind me and I see Madelyn sitting in her chair.

"Allright, I've got something."

She takes a few photos from her file and puts them on her table. I walk closer so I can see it better.

"In the past week several mini bags of drugs have been found on the street." Madelyn leans back in her chair and clasps her hands together.

I pick up a printed photo and see a plastic mini bag containing white powder.

"How much?" I ask

"In total about 4 lbs" she answers

"Okay, where an when?"

"We found it in alleys next to clubs, so about 11 PM"

"Any suspects?"

"On camera we see that they are boys of about 20 years old. But we don't have any DNA of them, so we can't find them"

Madelyn sits up again and types on her keyboard and sliding the computer screen to me. I indeed see a few boys.

"We haven't been there yet because we had other things so I want you to go over there tonight and pick up those people." She puts her elbow on the table.

"But it's Friday evening." I put the pictures down.

"No but's, you're going. When you have them, contact us and we will arrange it from there. "

I sigh: "okay."

"See you tomorrow" She said while smiling.