Moon- T. Bradford (engl. Version) [1]

chapter seventeen

When Rosalind arrived at the district, everyone was already waiting eagerly.

"Hello Nick," she greeted with a smile on her face. "Rosalind," on the other hand, he greeted her without emotion. "Don't you want to introduce me to your joys?" She wanted to know and pointed to Lucy, Nyla and John. "They wear name tags and you're looking." he just said, "But that's not very friendly Nick. After everything we've been through," she kept trying without success. Annoyed, Grey pointed out the three officers to get rid of her so that the other handcuffs could lie to her, in which she could not escape so quickly.

Katie and Camila were already waiting together in their car that they could follow the transporter in which Rosalind was sitting. Angela and Jackson would set the wrong trail for the press.

"What's going on between you and Bradford?" Camila asked while she was waiting with her colleague. "What?" It came surprised by the black-haired one. "I saw you both, it seemed like you had argued." she explained where her question originated from. "I told you that I have a son... Tim is my son's father...we...we were together...now...now we are no longer together. And the man who stood there with us.. I met him a few days ago and now Tim has interfered." Katie explained to her after a few seconds of pure silence in the car. "He doesn't want to accept that I have to continue," she said before she could leave and the conversation was over.

Arriving at Griffith Park, the two detectives ran away in front, then Harper and Nolan with Rosalind followed by Nick and Sean and finally Lucy and Tim. On the path they would go, men were placed again and again at certain intervals.

When they were about to take a break, they were suddenly shot. They were able to quickly arrest the shooter. Katie and Camila were supposed to take care of Rosalind and Tim and Lucy had arrested the shooter, but they had to go back to the "camp."

"What the hell happened?" Sargent Grey wanted to know who was also just hit. "Peter's wife was Rosalind's third official victim. We only found half of her body. Since then, I have been with this man more often than I can count in all these years. Dinner, children's birthdays. Such crimes bring you closer to man and..." Nick tried to explain what Peter had done. "First they lose their mother and then that. Even now she is still destroying the lives of others." Nolan sighed and showed compassion for the children of this family.

"Listen to them. Maybe we should unplug it." Grey suggested, but Sean was against it. "The sergeant is right," Camila said now also. "I don't care. We have to do a job. Listen to Sergeant, if we stop now, we have to do this assignment again from the beginning. In a week or maybe in a month. And next time the circus will be twice as big. And we all don't want that," argued Del Monte. "He's right, the press is already causing you problems now and if we blow that off all now, Rosalind has enough time to come up with any ideas to lead us by the nose." Katie agreed with him.

So it was decided that they would still do it today.

"We are here. I buried him at the foot of this tree. I just needed nerve toxin. It was in his iced tea. At sunset, I cut off his hands and feet. It was a very extraordinary day. Do you know why, Nick?" Rosalind explained to them when they arrived and clearly enjoyed the attention. "No. And I don't want to either," the one mentioned rejected. "It was the first day we met. Awwww.. they had no idea when they came to my office back then and had no idea that it was me they were looking for. At the beginning I thought they had seen through me but I could see it in their eyes. They had no idea. So I hiked up here to celebrate. " she explained it to him quite gladly.

"I have something!" Nolan exclaimed after a few minutes in which he and West had dug. "No hands. That's him," he said.

"Holy Heaven!!" Jackson exclaimed frightened when he had also found something. "There's another corpse," Angela clarified the obvious. "Yes, and it's much fresher. Six months, at most nine," Camila explained to them after she had briefly looked at the body. And all eyes fell on Rosalind.

"What are they looking at me? I've been in prison for the last five years," she said.

"How is that possible? The only one who knew that a body was buried there is Rosalind herself. And she was on death row for four years." Sergeant Grey also wanted to know immediately when they arrived back in the ward. "Maybe she worked with someone we overlooked at the time?" Nick made a guess. "Or she inspired a new killer." Nyla now also suggested. "And he immediately finds the right place by chance in the middle of a park? I don't think so. There must be a contact," Nolan questioned the assumption of his trainer. "But how? All contacts between her and the outside world are strictly controlled," Katie now also wondered.

"Let's ask her," Nolan suggested, but was interrupted by Nick. "Not yet. The matter was addressed from the beginning. She's been leading us by the nose since her deal with Del Monte."

"You know her better than anyone else. What is she about?" Camila asked the detective now annoyed where all the printing around. "She wants attention. We won't give her Undine until we know everything about the second body," Nick replied and dismissed everyone.

The hot Rosalind had a partner or someone had followed in her footsteps.