Talat's point of view
Shit, I'm such a motherfucker, Allah, Allah, Grandma you will not be proud of me
I knew she was raped based on her reactions to me touching her. She was scared.
I walked up to her as a jeep of news reporters slowly pulls up on the scene.
Imagine the headline
I knock my palms on my forehead and force fully pull her in my car. She kicked and screamed at me. Tears stream down her cheeks and my heart pained. I saw a few people videoing from their phone so I hid her face under my arms. I raise my badge and that seems to pull the reporters by magnet.
They surrounded my car and I duck her inside and lock the doors. I start the car and sped up out of there.
She whimpered like a last puppy, rubbing her arms together as she eyed me through the rearview mirror.
I knew it was more than just exercise when she ran from the house. The force that came from her when she hits into my chest wasn't a normal force. Her face was ashen and her Knuckles were white.
"You are a strong girl for your age, h-"
"Fuck you," She spat at me. "Say one more word to me again and I will damage you with the box opener." I doubt she had the guts to kill an ant, but if 'push comes to shove' she will slaughter a elephant with bare hands.
Venom leak from her voice and she blew a strand of red hair that was sticking on her lower lip. Her cat eyes seems like a deadly weapon.
I could see that whatever bullshit she has been going through, it has finally reached the limit.
Vince you owed me this, how the hell did you not see? Are you that blind? How did you miss the colour on her beautiful ears?
I knew the moment I saw the hair on the floor, that something was off. Pauline's smiles were too much, everything on her was too much.
I was surprised when I saw Vince walked in. I shook my fist at God for a moment back there. I was really not careful when checking those files. I missed his picture, and I wasn't too focused either, since everyone was hoping I could trap the big fish.
I drove passed the police station at full speed. If I ever stop, everyone will tear at her brain. I look up to see the chief waving me down with his hands.
Damn it
I pull over and she pulled the door and hopped out.
"What the hell? Talat! I'm officially done with you. You are off the case," He said, walking pell mell inside.
He can't be serious
"No, no, and no, boss, you can't do that," I was about to follow him but I stopped. "Do not even think of running, stay right there," I point at her with my index finger.
Caroline's point of view
My anger flew out in the air at his command. He reminds me of her, the control is too much.
The securities were watching me but I didn't care. I got in the driver's seat and thank God he left the car running. I drove off without knowing what I was doing. My first time driving a car, since I never got any because Pauline so convincing said to dad to wait until I'm older. I spin the steering; almost crashing in the wall. A few followed behind me shouting to get get out. Every where was noisy.
I finally got control of the car and sped off. I saw a wild running Talat, from the Department- no he was leaping. He was the fastest runner as he pushed through the crowd.
I sped away the car without knowing where I was going.
Talat's point of view
"Damn it!" I wipe my ponytail in frustration. I remove the hair from the knot at the back and let it loose. Sweat was bursting on my forehead. I pulled the jacket and remove it, wearing a thin 'stuck on my skin' shirt earning a few 'strip me' gazes from the ladies passing by. A few colleagues came out side to see the show.
"The chief is calling you inside, Mr Morris," This one specific supervisor came out and said.
"Matthew, this is all your fault, you better fucking get my car back," I hissed in his ears as I passed him. I didn't wait for his response and walk aside, swinging the Jacket in a swirl next to me. I pulled my hair back in a ponytail and grit my teeth.
What the fuck does he want? Everything is fucking falling apart in this place
I walked in his office and slam the door, hard, if it was old board, I'm sure it would have split down the middle.
"What do you want dad?" I asked, seeing that we were alone.
"It's cheif-" He asked spinning around in his chair.
"Cut the crap, what do want?" I glared down at him, pressing my knuckles on the desk.
"Answer me!" I barked at him, my anger flared up and I hit the desk, a lamp cracked and he watched in amusement.
I throw my jacket in a seat and puff like a cow."Are you calm yet? You have other money, you can buy another car," He said carelessly. That's what I don't like about rich people. They don't take the time to know the value of something.
"Grandma bought me that car and you know I'll rather sell a house than replace that one."
He frowned at that and tension grew in the air.
"She will always be more than a grandma to me, let me remind you, she was there when you and your precious woman you call wife wasn't," I can never fully heal from old wounds, I just choose to bury them, or ignore them.
" I thought we've reached passed it already son."
"We will never passed it," I said glaring at him, my anger have been bottled up for too long. Drowning my self in murder cases took my mind off my personal shit but now, I came across someone, someone with perfect cat eyes, that took my car and flipped my memories.
Imagine coming to work, work for your dad and called him chief, dad only leave your mouth in once upon a time. There is hardly a father bond, one that got destroyed growing up. It's just work, chief, chief, work. The only small vacation and family peace is when I visit Grandma, Akim and Volkan.
I grab my jacket and leave him in there, with his thoughts. I haven't flip like that in three years, at least not at him.
Now I have to find her, before she sees something I don't want her to see. Something her dad should tell her, not me.
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I see this one shorter is than the rest.What are your thoughts?
So the chief is his dad, was it surprising?
What is he talking about ' the thing he doesn't want her to find in his car?'
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