The Spook Origins

The Detective

I've decided it's time to meet my mystery detective. Been scoping the precinct he works at to see when would be the best time for us to have a private conversation. You might be asking why I want to know this? It's just because I don't trust him. If someone sticks their neck out for me like that, part of me thinks he's up to something and after having chameleon play around with me like I'm some kind of pawn. Like hell I'm going to let this guy do the same if he is.

It wasn't too hard to find the station he worked at. Usually you can find out what detectives work at each precinct by looking up each precinct. This is so the public can have easy access to reach out to a detective if it involves a case they're most likely taken on. The public can help a lot when it comes to certain investigations. Why do you think they ask witnesses questions at scenes?

Anyways I've spent a couple of days watching the precinct. Of course I've dealt with some crime in the area while I did so. Maybe doing this for personal means but it doesn't mean I'm going to put it above others' well being. It didn't take long to figure out the best time to meet up with him. Guys a heavy smoker. So I just have to wait until he takes a smoke break, which he likes to do on the roof. I guess he likes the view or peace and quiet.

While he smoked I stood in the shadows waiting to see if he noticed my Presence or not. Watching him he just smoked in peace. Letting out some smoke he set his cigarette down on an ashtray he brought up with him. Found it weird since no one comes up to the rooftop since I've been watching. Leaning against the edge he let out a sudden laugh.

"How long are you going to sulk in the shadows mate?". Seeing there was no point in hiding now I came out of the shadows. Picking up his cigarette he put it back between his lips.

"Honestly, I was expecting you to visit sooner. Wondering why I stopped those officers, aren't ya?"

"I am, what's your aim?", I said, staring at him. This just earned another light hearted laugh from him.

"Bloke can't just do a nice thing from time to time", he said while letting out some smoke. Hearing that put me on edge.

"Experience has taught me everything comes at a price. Not everything is done out of the kindness of your heart. That includes myself", I said not believing his words. Dropping his cigarette he stomped it out.

"You're not wrong Spook. We humans are selfish beings in nature but at times our actions do have good intentions even if they are selfish in some way. Can you say your doing this out of the kindness of your heart?"

"Yes and no. Doesn't mean I should trust you", I said truthfully wondering when we would get to the point.

"your right, especially since I'm the lead investigator meant to track you down and find out who you are". Hearing that puts me on edge now. Looking around I tried to see any signs of a SWAT sniper or Police meant to rush in and arrest me. Seeing no one I glared at the detective ready to punch his lights out if this was an ambush.

"Now calm down mate, believe it or not I was against the investigation. Actually spoke out against it multiple times but they still wanted me to continue anyway. Bunch of rubbish ain't it?", he said while taking out another cigarette. This guy is really putting me on edge.

"What? a part of my fan club or something?", I said, still not trusting what he's saying. He just let out a tired sigh along with some smoke before speaking.

"Just by the way you operate you know this world isn't a nice one, especially in New York. We cops have lines we can't cross, lines you can. Back home when I was a detective constable I saw things wishing I could have done more. But thanks to the red tape we should have done something but couldn't, leading to people getting hurt or killed. It's why I wish I could do the things you do", he said. Watching him talk about this I saw a look in his eyes I was familiar with. The look of losing someone.