Maya Carter
6:49 pm
My visit with Giovanni yesterday was short, as usual.
He only calls when he wants something, usually a job done, someone taken care of. I don't ask questions and I certainly don't make it personal. I just do what I'm told.
Pulling up outside the address I'd been given, I rolled down my window and looked inside the house. I could see the target sat at a table in what looked like the living room. Usually I liked to take my time with this type of job, but today I was distracted, unsettled. I just want to get it done.
So with that in mind, I got out my car and straightened my uniform before striding confidently towards the target's front door.
Ding dong.
I pushed the bell firmly, before taking a step back, watching the door expectantly.
"Who is it?" A voice called out.
"Mrs Fletcher?" I asked, just to clarify before I went any further.
"Who's asking?"
"I'm officer Madden with BPOL. I was hoping to come in and have a word with you?" I waited a few seconds in silence before adding, "about your husband, Jake."
"Jake? He's at an important work meeting right now, but if you come back later he should be here."
"You're not understanding, Mrs Fletcher. I would like to speak to you." I stressed, getting slightly impatient with this woman's stupidity.
"Speak to me about Jake? Is he okay? Has something happened to him?"
"I feel like it would be better if we had this conversation face to face Mrs Fletcher, preferably sat down inside your house?"
There was a pause before Mrs Fletcher eventually opened the door, visibly relieved to see that there seemed to be indeed a real police officer on the other side of the door. "Okay, come in" She said, opening the door wider to allow me past.
"Thank you ma'am." I walked straight past her and took a seat on the chair nearest the door, looking around at the overly decorated room as Mrs Fletcher shut the door and joined me, sitting on the chair opposite.
"So please tell me, what's happened to Jake. Is he hurt?"
I looked back at Mrs Fletcher, my eyes meeting hers. "Can I ask you something?"
"Of course, anything." She replied, worry lacing her voice.
"Do you ever feel like your being watched?"
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Heyy.
So just to be clear, BPOL is one of the german police forces if anyone was confused.
I've also come to realizd Maya's povs tend to be shorter than Kaylah's, and the next chapter is gonna be in no perspective and I'm sure it's gonna be longer aswell.
Idk why Maya chapters end up being shorter but I'm hoping to fix that at some point.
Anyways, pls comment and vote or whatever.
Until next time :).
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