Luke watched the footage over and over again, whoever killed the commissioner knew where the cameras were, they walked in and out without the cameras recording them, I watched him chewing the back of the pen. He does that when he's focusing and the hand thing right about now and he did it, I smiled at that, he brushed the back of his head looking at me forcing me to look away.
If there's even a shadow, I can identify it if it's Damien and if it is him, I don't know what I'll do, I don't believe he's the bad guy in this story, we just don't know his story yet. I need to stop calling the Hangman, Damien, I haven't found anything pointing to him, I looked up at Luke again and he sighed groaning, he deserves a vacation after all this, he looks tired and he's only 27.
This apartment brings back memories, I lost my virginity in this apartment, I got my first I love you in this apartment, my first fight and my first heartbreak. There's nothing in all these files, I am tired and my feet hurt, Luke looked up at the watch, he shook his head shutting down the computer.
"Still, nothing and we spent the whole day, you should go, I'm sure Damien's worried now".
"Yeah, I should go".
I sent Damien a text before picking up everything on the floor, I have been here the whole day and it only feels like an hour and we have found nothing, we barely even ate. I took the cup putting it in the sink, I took my plate and his washing them, he dried them up.
"It couldn't have been the Hangman".
"It couldn't have been but then who?".
"That's a million dollar question, he obviously had enemies all over the country".
My phone beeped."I should get going, Damien's here, I'll come get the car tomorrow".
"I could have driven you... To your apartment".
I smiled."I know but you still need to go through the video and you have to get ready for work".
He nod giving me my bag, I walked out, him behind me walking me out, I got in the car and waved at him and they just stared at each other, men. Damien moved closer to me pulling the seat belt and he strapped me in, I looked down at him and smiled, he's trying to make Luke jealous and mad, how nice. He drove off.
My phone rang dad, again."Baba".(Dad).
"Olwethu, when are you planning to come home? I sent Parker to come get you but you refused to come, I thought...".
"Bengisemsebenzini baba".(I was at work dad).
"And now?".
I looked up at the night sky."I'll fly there first thing in the morning".
"Good, I'll send Parker to come pick you up at the airport".
"No need, I'll hire...".
"Parker will come pick you up".
He ended the call, I looked at my phone then screamed at it, Damien just looked at me, I took a deep breath then sighed, going home is never really my favorite thing to do. What could be so important that he had to call me himself? The guy never cease to amaze me, Damien got out of the car first, I watched him walking up to the main door.
He opened the door then looked at me, I got out of the car."I need to go home in the morning".
"I heard".
"Wanna come with?".
"No, thank you, I hate golf".
That made me laugh, he's also terrible at it. He sat down at the end of the bed with a tub of wine gums watching me choosing an outfit for tomorrow, I could wear a dress but that would make dad happy, maybe I should wear a see through dress and only put on a bikini, it is an hour flight anyway and it is really hot.
