Vindicate

CHAPTER 2

Detective Riley was definitely in high spirits. Why wouldn't he be? After all, he had just achieved the impossible. He got into his car and sped towards the police headquarters. Still in a good mood, he stopped by a café to buy some coffee and doughnuts.

As soon as he entered HQ, he was met by Officer Miles wearing a grim face. "Good day Miles. Why so grim on such a wonderful day? Anyways, how is the prisoner faring?" He asked.

"That's the problem. She's just sitting there unresponsive. She's not cracking ." Miles sighed.

"Ah! That's nothing to be worried about. You don't expect a seasoned criminal to start spilling out secrets within hours of capture, do you?" Riley assured.

They headed towards the observation room which shared a glass wall with the interrogation room. Riley did a double take at the sight of the woman sitting handcuffed in the next room.

He definitely didn't expect the suspect to this young and pretty. He began to wonder what it would feel like to have those long tantalizing legs on hers wrapped around him as..........

"No!", he chastised himself. "These are not thoughts to be having about a criminal."

However, the sight of Denzel clad in only her a skimpy morning coat tested his self-control very much. Her long black hair cascaded down effectively hiding her face from their view.

As he continued to study her, she suddenly lifted her head up, pushed her hair back, looked straight at him, smirked and waved at him. Immediately, the power in the office went out.

Chaos broke out as everybody ran about in a frenzied state. In the darkness that took over, Riley felt his way to his office and started issuing commands.

"Do not panic. I repeat, do not panic! Everything's going to be fine. " He shouted over the din.

"Are you sure they shouldn't panic? The 'impregnable' police network system has just been hacked into.", a feminine voice sounded.

Riley immediately knew it was Blackwaters' voice. Who else could it be?

"Let me guess, you are behind this right?", he asked. Maybe yes, maybe no.",she mocked. "You never know these days. " , she continued in mock confusion.

"Enough of the games already. Why did you do it?", Riley asked, a bit frustrated. "Do what? Honey, I've done a lot of things so you'll have to be more specific. ",Denzel said.

" You know what I mean. The reason why you are here." He replied. "Oh yeah that. I didn't do it. Trust me, I'm good at a lot of stuff but murder, hell no!", she said, understanding dawning on her.

"If you didn't do it, then who did? One of your friends perhaps? ", Riley questioned skeptically. "That's what we all want to know ", she muttered.

"But, this is certainly not the time for this conversation.", she said.

"Huh??", Riley asked.

Smirking, Denzel whispered, "Nice chatting with you and all but I'm a busy girl. I've got people to see, places to be and certainly prisons to break out of so toodles!" "And oh, always remember to check the hair." , she added while slow backing out of the room.

Riley stood puzzled for a few minutes not comprehending what had just happened. " Oh shit!!!", he groaned when he finally realized he had just let a very valuable suspect escape.

He bolted out of the office in search of her. The lights however came back on, throwing the office into an euphoric state.

Riley was swarmed by his jubilant colleagues hindering his search. After seeing that there was no way he going to find her in this sea of people, he gave up.

He sighed frustrated and dragged his feet to his office. He ran his hand through his hair many times dreading what his superiors had in store for him after he informed them of the latest developments.

Kaptaine!