Assassins of the Nation

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Third victim was taken hostage today, and killed. It seems to mock the same assassination of Julia Brown and Robert Odom three months ago. We have no clue who these assassins can be. Stay with us for more information.

I turned off the television, and shook my head. How the hell can three assassins happen the same way?  Damn. I have to get down to the police station. I get off the couch, and put on my coat, I grab my badge and walk down the street to the station. I storm into the building. Filled with rage, and confusion.

"Elliott? Are you okay?" My co-worker Lindsay asked. I looked at her.

"No! I'm not! How the hell can there be three assassinations... that happen the same way! This isn't possible!" I shout. Lindsay stays calm.

"Don't worry Eli, we are trying to figure this out. Go to sergeant Willis, he has a group investigating the crime scene now" Lindsay says. She goes back to making coffee. I walk down the hallway, which was filled with fluorescent light. I knocked on sergeant Willis' door, and opened it up. He was looking at some pictures of the crime scene of the assassination. Everyone was stressed out with this. No one understood this crime.

"So, did the guys find any information regarding these assassins?" I ask. Willis looks up, his eyes tired. He rolls his eyes and lets out a big sigh.

"No... not yet. They found blood. Only from the victim" He said, disappointed. I sat down in the chair in front of his desk.

"Would you want Lindsay and I to spy tonight out there?" I asked him. Willis nodded.

"I want you to be behind the Alexander Banking Company, one of the murders took place there, I want you to keep an eye out for any suspicious things" Willis said looking me dead in the eye.

"Yes sir, I will. Lindsay and I are on it" I said. I walked out of his office and into the break room where Lindsay was gossiping with some co-workers. I walked in and cleared my throat. They stopped talking, and Lindsay looked at me.

"What is it Elliott?" She asked, sipping her coffee.

"Willis wants us behind the Alexander Banking Company, to spy tonight" I said. She looked at her friends and then at me.

"He wants us to go out there... How long?" She asked.

"11 p.m. to 3 a.m." I said. She laughed.

"That long? Well. I'll take it. Willis never lets us do something like this" She said, proving a point.

"Okay, then i'll see you tonight" I said.

I went back home, and tried to get some sleep, I laid on the couch, then an Alexander Bank commercial came on. Oliver Alexander is the big CEO of the company, one of the most powerful brokers in the US. The commercial reminded me of tonight, how I have to sit in the back of that building. I looked at the TV, seeing Oliver Alexander grinning back.

The next morning I got to work and was called straight into the morgue. I walked into the cold, room, that was lit with icy blue lights. Doctor Robin who preforms the autopsies grabbed the victims clip board. She walked over to Willis, Lindsay, and I.

"Hello, good morning, I finished the autopsy on this male. We do have an issue though, I cannot identify this male. I looked in his clothing and he didn't have a wallet" She said. Willis raised his brow, and I sat there puzzled.

"Can you please lift the sheet so we see his face" Lindsay said. Robin nodded, and walked over the the table were the body laid, and lifted the white sheet.

"Oh my gosh" Lindsay said. Her brown eyes got big.

"Thats my friends brother..." She said. The room got silent. My stomach dropped. She quickly walked out of the morgue, calling her friend Morgan. I could tell Morgan was in tears, I could imagine her quickly grabbing her purse and putting on her shoes to get down here as quickly as she could.

Lindsay walked into the room.

"Morgan is on her way right now. That is definitely Maxwell, her younger brother." Lindsay said. Robin wrote his name on the clipboard.

Morgan knocks on the door, tear stains and mascara on her face. Lindsay lets her in, hugging her. They walk over to the table. Robin lifts the sheet once again, revealing Maxwell's pale, blood drained face. A few bruises remained on his face, and a cut from were Robin took some tests for the autopsy.

Morgan walked over and bent over the body. She cupped her hands and rested her head in them. We saw tears fall onto Maxwell's cheek. She got up, rubbed her eyes, and sniffled.

"I'll start making funeral arrangements" Morgan said. She smiled weakly at us, and left. Robin wheeled the body into a freezer for preserving.

I looked at Robin who wasn't emotional. She does this for a living, looking at bodies, dealing with tears. She's done this a thousand times. I walked out and to my office. Still shaken by the body and the reaction of Morgan. I sat at my desk. Staring at my black computer screen. I bit my finger nail. Lindsay knocked on the door frame and walked in.

"Are you ready for this interview?" She asked. She leaned against the door frame. I looked up at her.

"Oh yes, definitely" I told her. I think she felt that i was scared and nervous for this interview. Oliver Alexander was one of the worlds most powerful brokers. Of course I was imitated by him. What if I screwed up? What if I asked a harsh question? Or a wrong question? I was freaking out.

"You okay Eli?" Lindsay said stepping into my office, sitting down in one of the brown leather chairs. She sighed, and looked at me. I looked down at my keyboard, and ran my fingers over the keys.

"No, i'm not. I'm nervous about this interview" I said not raising my head.

There was silence, I wasn't sure if Lindsay was thinking, or staring at me. I lifted my head slowly, seeing Lindsay staring right at me.

"You'll be fine, everything will go smoothly"