Sorcha Byrne and her twin used to love mythology when they were little. Their parents will tell them stories about the different gods and goddesses, and naturally, her twin brother's favorite is the King of the Gods, Zeus. But she was more drawn to...
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CHAPTER 3: FLOWER
SORCHA'S POV
Pabagsak na ibinaba ko ang mga dala ko sa lamesa. Napapitlag na nag-angat ang lalaki na kanina ay abala sa phone niya. A smile automatically spreads on his lips, as if he's happy to see me.
I don't know if it's his inborn talent or if it's something that he's trained for because of his line of work, but whenever he sees me, he always has a smile ready for me. Meron din siyang nakahandang bagay na ikapapang-init ng ulo ko. Unang-una na roon ang nickname na ibinigay niya sa akin dahil lang magkatunog ang pangalan ko at ang pagkain na "Torta".
I'm tempted to use the other variations of the pronunciation of my name because of it. Hindi naman kasi sinunod ng mga magulang ko ang mas mga common na pronunciation ng pangalan ko katulad ng ser-ka, sor-ka, ser-eh-ka. There's even a softer version, which is sor-sha.
Itinuro ko ang mga nasa lamesa. "Standard operating procedure module, ethical and professional conduct guidelines, safety and emergency protocol manual, and forensic department's handbook. Review all of that."
He glanced at the pile. "Won't it be easier to learn if I just follow you around?"
This is one of the things I don't like about him. Mas gusto niya iyong mabilis kesa kung ano ang tama. "You can't just follow me around. The forensic department is not a playground. You can't just come and go as you please without knowing anything. There's danger in ignorance."
Umangat ang sulok ng mga labi niya. "Concern ka sa akin?"
"I'm protecting our samples and cases. That's my only concern." In the forensic department, there are, of course, potential hazards. But it's not a one-way thing. Forensic scientists need to protect themselves, but samples should also be protected from them.
Huminga ako ng malalim. Kailangan mong magpakabait ng konti, Sorcha. Remember? This is your interpersonal skills training. "We need to collect samples from you." Binuksan ko ang isa sa mga binaba ko at kinuha ko roon ang inipit ko na papel. "This is a consent form."
Namilog ang mga mata niya. "Why?"
I was wondering why he needed to prepare to this extent for the role he's going to play. Ngayon naiintindihan ko na. Kahit ata ang pinaka-basic ay hindi niya alam. "To prevent cross-contamination. Biological samples can be easily contaminated. If we have your sample, we can eliminate your DNA if it ever appears in one of the profiles."
"Wow."
I tried not to roll my eyes when he even clapped. Be good, Sorcha. Think of him as a clueless puppy that sometimes goes rabid. No one wants to shoot a puppy, okay?
"Come with me." Nang kukunin niya sana ang mga inilagay ko sa lamesa ay nagsalita ako ulit, "Leave those there."
Parang maamong tupa, o mas matamang sabihin na maamong tuta, na sumunod siya sa akin. We went inside the smallest room in the forensic department that we usually use for the elimination process.
