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Su Osito (57)

I know it's stupid.

The only person I was ever close with was my partner and when he died a bit of me died too.

However, last year I was pretty shocked to find out that, he wasn't dead, and the man who I assumed killed him, was dead.

I tried to get back in contact with him, but he once again went MIA and I had the feeling that I was getting over it.

However, that was until today.

When a forensic pathologist was busted for taking bribes. The pathologist who just so happened to be the same one who did the autopsy of James Santiago.

And now the possibility that he faked his death seems way too convenient.

And I'm sure if I find and kill him for sure, Carlos, would come back.

He would return to the force and we could go back to the way things were.

And I new exactly who to look for to find James Santiago.

*

I sat in the prison waiting for Reeve to brought to me but the moment he sat across from me I wasn't sure if I had the right guy.

He was handsome. The tattoos ran up his arms into the bright orange jumpsuit, and up to his neck.

His eyes were a rich hazel that looked gold and his hair had grown out, the bleached blond ends reaching halfway of his long hair that he wore in a ponytail.

He still looked young, more in his early twenties rather than the thirty-two he was.

"Ah, let me guess, James is alive." He says with a smirk showing off his prominent canines.

I don't say anything, listening to what he had to say first.

"That's so like James, he never cared about the money, I think he was in it for the love of the kill." He says and I sit back in the chair.

"Where can I find him?" I ask and he interlocks his hands into his messy hair.

"What's in it for me?" He asks and I sigh.

"Five years," I say and he continues to smile, not even looking at me.

"I want parole." He says and I narrow my eyes.

"Do I need to go down your rap sheet? The shit you pulled in here alone is enough to ensure you don't ever see parole." I tell him and his smile falls as he looks at me once more.

"Ok, have fun finding James, and if this about his little undercover-" He says and I grab him by his collar.

"What do you know about Carlos!" I scream and he only smiles, joy flashing in his eyes.

"Well I know a lot, I know where he was hiding out, and I bet my life he's still there." He whispers and I chinch my teeth.

"Tell me," I growl and he smiles.

"It's 'shows not tell', Osito."

"Don't humor me," I say and he smirks.

"I'll take you to him." He says and I sigh.

"I'll see what I can do," I say he smirks.

*

I arrive at the prison to see Reeve being walked out in cuffs before he's put in the pack of the police car I was following.

We arrive at the open field, I get out before standing next to him.

"Hello, Osito." He says and I roll my eyes.