''Coordinates?''
''Gentle breeze, 12mph 4.1 m/s wind. Position 3 o'clock.'' He gave them as he was watching the target with a binocular .
He was adjusting the scope with the coordinates he got told, waiting for perfect timing. He successfully shots the driver of the van making it lose direction.
They get up from their positions looking down at the road.
''Let's go.''
When they were about to leave, the sniper's partner collapses on the ground being shot. The other hides fast realizing there is a another sniper targeting them.
''Ts, shit timing.'' He tries to find where is the other sniper at but he was risking his head. He scoffs and then drags the dead body close to him. Gets it up using it as a shield till he reaches the roof's door which was close. Surprisingly it worked for him or the sniper wasn't there anymore. He didn't have time for playing hide and seek. He opens the door and goes inside the building to go downstairs.
The teams got back to the office. Blaise's team went to the hurt colleagues . They were all hospitalized, apparently all of them were in a coma due to the strong hits at their head but the doctors said they'll recover soon.
After staying there for a while they decide to head back to the office and find out what others found. Once they got in their office, Terry comes in too. He sighs.
''Do you all know what he wanted to tell by that 'You woke the crows and now is my time to come back.'?'' Terry looks extremely exhausted by everything. They had to get the criminalists analysis , also some of their hackers tried to recover the camera footage that was deleted.
Everyone in the room looks at eachother and then they shake their heads.
''He goes by Scarecrow.''
''Well that sentence makes a bit more sense now I guess..''
''He is one of the strongest undergrounds criminal. He owns districts, he had a lot of people working for him, he is extremely dangerous.''
''Why isn't he arrested then?'' Blaise was somehow mad hearing that someone doing so much bad stuff is roaming free.
''It's extremely complicated. We have no proof to make him go to jail and believe me that's frustrating.'' Terry sits down being overhelmed. His eyes were red from the unslept nights.
''Where have he been?''
''Well he stopped being on our records or anything for around one year and a half, we believe there is a mole in AKT but he didn't do anything else. He sat back all this time, then we got buried with the Skin Stapler, losing all traces of Scarecrow.''
''This is so confusing, wasn't Skin Stapler for years active?'' Hela asks, she had most documents and data on him.
''They both were acting together at some point, then I don't know exactly what happened. There is a lot, shit starts to get serious.''
Blaise felt sick. He hated everything about what was going on. Him thinking the flash drive could be in anyone's hand is stressing him out even more.
''I might transfer back to your department because I have experience with these two, but its not sure, its either me coming back or a new transfer.''
Silence filled the room.
''What about the hurt team?'' Blaise asks as soon as he remembers
''People assumed it was a sniper.''
''Yeah I thought about that too.''
''But if was a sniper who hit the driver why were all of them hurt?''
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PigSlaughter
Mystery / ThrillerI hope no one reaches this story This story is my attempt to a psychologic crime thriller, it contains typos and English errors due to it being my second language. A short weak description: Fenrir struggled for a long time with nightmares and intrus...