Tears of Themis: Cry for Justice

Chapter 2: Accidental Discovery

It had been another stressful day, and I nearly stumbled into the streets due to exhaustion. As I walked through the streets, my brain seemed to go a bit on auto-pilot. I walked left, then right, then down some stairs? Suddenly I stood in front of a door I didn't recognize. The door suddenly opened, and I fell into the arms of whomever was in front of me, after that it was all black. 

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Luke and Marius walked down the stairs, towards the exit. They hadn't gotten any closer to cracking the code of who the suspect was, monitoring Lin's communication. She seemed to be quite lonely.

"I need some food," Marius said, abruptly getting up from his seat. He stretched, and looked at the rest of the men in the room. 

"I'll come with, getting a bit peckish myself honestly," Luke said. Despite not knowing eachother well, they got along. As they typed a code into the pad, Luke got an odd feeling. He gripped his bag strap tighter, preparing to fling it into the face of whatever was to come. As soon as Marius opened the door, a woman fell into his arms. Marius smoothly lifted her up from the ground, and saw her face. 

"How did she find us?" Luke asked. Marius shrugged, taking a step back. Luke quickly closed the door and stared at the woman in between them. She was sleeping soundly, unaware of what was going on.

"What's the commotion down here?" Artem and Vyn walked downstairs, seeing the other men staring at the sleeping woman in Marius' arms. They both stopped, unsure as to what to do now. A quick glance was shared between the four of them, until Marius made a decision.

"We can keep her safer if she's in the loop," he said, walking towards the staircase. The other three hesitated, but ultimately agreed. Marius carried her up to one of the guest rooms they had in the HQ, mainly meant for longer cases, and gently placed her on the bed.

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I woke up wrapped in a blanket, sleeping on the softest bed I could imagine. As soon as my senses returned, I jumped up, looking around. The room was empty, at least of people. Next to me was a glass of water, a note, and a nice sandwich. It was all placed on a wooden tray, on top of a very simple nightstand, with two drawers. I sat up properly, taking in the surroundings. The walls were off-white, and the floor was a light beige wood. I lifted the covers, checking to see if I was still dressed. I was, luckily. 

"How tired was I last night?" I whispered to myself as I took the note.

Good morning, Miss.
I understand this is a peculiar situation, but you walked to our establishment in your tired state, and we didn't want to cause you any more distress or harm, so we left you in one of our guest rooms. Please enjoy this sandwich, and a glass of water.
Kind regards,
Libra

Libra sounded like a nickname, or something more secretive. I noticed my shoes in the corner of the room, neatly placed next to my bag. Wherever I was, and whomever this Libra person was, I had been taken good care of. I lifted my legs over the edge of the bed, and decided to eat the sandwich. The least I could do was to avoid crumbs in the bed. 

After finishing the sandwich, I sipped the water, and placed it all back on the tray. 

"... think we should wake her up, just let her rest," a voice said from outside my door.

"Keep your voice down. You might wake her," another one responded. I got up on my feet and inched myself closer to the door.

"I know we all want to see how she's doing, but considering she fell into my arms, I should be the one checking up on her," a third voice said. He sounded very familiar. I gently twisted the handle, and opened the door. In front of me stood four men. All of whom I had seen before. The dark-haired guy from the coffee shop, the one who wanted me to write King on his cup. The white haired man who had gone to the coffee shop right before closing. The brunet from the antique shop. And a fourth man that looked eerely familiar, but I couldn't quite place.