Baptism Of Fire

THE DETECTIVE'S TALE

DAVIEN'S POINT OF VIEW

"You're not going home yet, detective?"

I look at Elena and shake my head. "I'm not yet done reading some cases."

She puts a coffee on my table. I beamed  and mouthed a silent 'thank you.' She sits in the swivel chair in front of me.

"Let me guess, you're still appraising the Ridley University students' death."

I nod my head.

"But base from what we have observed, the killings stop already, so why bother?"

I look at her for a moment and sighed. "And that's what I'm worrying about. Why did the killers disappear out of the sudden? There's something wrong with what's happening, Elena, I can feel it. My guts never fail me. And for as long as the culprits are not jailed yet, I can't afford to just dismiss the case. Those students deserve justice," I said with conviction.

She seemed to understands my point and did not argue with me anymore.

"I really admire your hard work, but are you not tired with your life? Please don't get me wrong, detective. I'm just concern to you. I noticed that I never see you having a pause from all these tiring paper works even for once. It's not that bad to idle and unwind for a while, you know."

I stop my perusal. Elena's right. If she didn't mention it, I would not realized that I'm spending all my time with works alone. My body seems to forgot the feeling of luxuriating. My life seriously revolves around my office and home.

I drop the file I'm reading and look at her. "Is it bad?" I asked her the obvious.

She laughs at my question. "Like I said, your assiduity and commitment to work is really meritorious and exceptional. However, you should really consider slowing down. The world will not crumble down if you take a rest even for a short period of time."

I recline on my chair and ponder with my thoughts.

"Anyway, everyone in our department is really curious about this."

I arched a brow.

"Do you have a girlfriend, detective? I mean, considering your popularity among girls and your looks, it's a mystery to us that we haven't seen you with a woman."

There's a playful grin between her lips.

"You're a woman, and I'm always with you, Elena," I said with a dead-pan look.

She rolled her eyes. "Don't be stupid. I know you know what I mean."

I averted my gaze. "I'm not dating anyone."

Because up until now, my heart still belongs to her.

                                  •••••

"Fuck, it feels surreal. Damn it, tell me that I'm not dreaming."

I'm staring at the paper posted in the bulletin board with tears brimming my eyes. Someone hold my hand.

"You're not dreaming, Sandro. You're one step closer to your dreams now. Congrats, my future detective."

Slowly, I intertwined our fingers. Her soft skin brushing against mine is enough to make my heart beats in a crazy way.

"And I wouldn't made it here if it's not because of you," I whispered while staring at her.

She pinches my arms. "It's all because of your hard work and not because of me, dumbass. There is time for your romantic antics."