Escort (GirlxGirl)

5. Blink of Trust

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Nyla's POV:

I scroll through the private website to the business on the shred of paper belonging to the man. Pictures of women in lingerie spread across with only two tabs, requests, and appointments. That's it.

"Did you hear?" I look up from my computer screen seeing Kaija stand beside me with her hands clasped in front of her. "I don't think I have, is it good?" I ask her spinning in my chair. "Good for the case yes, good for everyone else no." She pulls another chair and sits beside me.

"Do tell more." I tease going back to my screen. "Brady found two suspects or just two people that are connected to one of the girls." She sighs, damn Brady is already getting a start on the case, what a surprise. "He cares about this case that much to already have found people wow." I scoff making her laugh.

"I know, he's quite eager to show off." She spins around, "I guess but why this case, it isn't a good one in the sense that it has to do with a killer." I continue to scroll only stopping when a profile picture of an escort appears with information. I immediately exit out of the tab and I try to control my sudden erratic breathing.

"Hang on Kaija, I'm sorry I just need to find Pheonix." I quickly get up grabbing my phone from my desk, she awkwardly waves to me and I start walking around the bureau. I make it to the lunchroom and I see him sitting on of the tables with a sandwich. "Nyla, what's up?" I take a seat beside him bouncing my leg.

"I don't want to do this case." I tell him and he stops chewing dusting his hands off. "What do you mean, what happened?" He turns towards me with worry written on his face. "I- uh, I found the website for the business and number on the scrap paper that the victim had and it's an escort service but as I was looking through the profiles I found one that looked like she was there." I hint to him and he sits.

"There as in?" He drags on what I mean and I nod. "Fuck." He says lowly, "I don't know if she was there, she just looks familiar to one of the girls or maybe she is, I don't know. I don't know if she was one of the victims." My heart starts to beat faster as images of that one case flashes in my head.

It was silent between us as other people moved around the large room and all I try to do is breathe. To think that we helped all those women and ended the suffering and fear but the case haunts me in the scariest ways. "Will it help if I find out where this person was on that day?" He asks and I nod slowly.

"Okay lets go then, my lunch break is over anyway." He stands up throwing his trash away and I tuck in our chairs before leaving the room. "You're going to be okay." We walk side by side with his arm wrapped around my shoulder.

"You know it's proven that people with PTSD are reported to be less happy than people that don't have PTSD." I throw a random fact at him as we walk towards the main office. "You'll be happy, it'll happen. Now let's go to Chief and lower your stress." He pats the top of my head as we continue to walk around the building with our hands stuffed into our pockets.

More people from our team slowly walk towards the interrogation rooms and I look at Pheonix who catches on. "Should we follow them?" I ask and he nods. We jog after them and soon we hit the colder part of the building where the beige painted walls turn in gray cinderblock.

We walk into the room that has too many people and we fit ourselves into the tight crowd. *I'M NOT TELLING YOU SHIT!* *TELL ME NOW* We look through the window seeing Brady and the woman that I saw in the profile, fuck fuck fuck she's here. "I'm gonna go." I whisper to Phoenix and I slowly slip by.

"Oh Nyla you're here thank God." I hear Chief's voice and I freeze as I hear the shuffle of everyone's clothes. "Yup I'm here." I laugh nervously as everyone looks at me. *DON'T CALL ME PROSTITUTE YOU ASSHOLE I WANT MY BOSS IN HERE!* Another scream is heard from the woman over the speaker and I can see the anger in Chief's face.