It was another day at the office as usual, having to wake up at 6:00am to go into work because believe it or not but so much crime happens in just one night. As I walked in, I couldn't even breathe for a second before one of my co-workers told me to meet my boss, and that I already had a case to work on.
Don't get me wrong, I love my job. All my life I imagined myself being a doctor, or an astronaut, etc but a DETECTIVE! Never did I think that! But sometimes it's too much. I can never accept to go on a date without the middle of the date being interupted by a phone call stating I must go somewhere as backup. And after many have heard that I'm THAT type of girl, you're officially taken off their list. I haven't been in a relationship since I was 16, and that lasted 2 weeks.
As I went into the office, my boss "Boss Lady", as I call her, started by saying, "Alexandria, sit down. You will be going to motel that's just 2 miles from us, because apparently, a 19-year old female was kidnapped by a mysterious man last night around midnight. This may be a possible location on tracking her down, and you are allowed to go with your partner". As she finished, I tried to process what I just received. When she gave me the file with all the nesseccary papers, I got up and asked her, "may I take my sister, I know that once I step out of this office she will be begging me for me to take her". Boss lady hesitated to say anything but just said, "ok but don't let her end up in a hospital because that will be on you". I nodded and ran out accidentally pushing someone as I opened the door on them. She has asked me SO many times if she could accompany me, and me, being a protective big sister, I usually responded with "Boss Lady said no, maybe next time". FINALLY she will be able to come!
As I reached her desk, she jumped up out of her seat and shrieked, "CAN I COME WITH YOU, ILL BE SAFE PLEEEEASE!" I nodded and hugged her as she gasped from excitement and almost broke down crying. I told her our plan, what she must do, and all the rules she needs to follow to prevent any "accident". After 15 min, we went into the car and drove all the way to the motel, all armored up and stuff. We knew that with me on the case, no one comes out without justice, and sometimes without any type of injury. But all my life, I've learned to be aggressive. Maybe because it takes a lot to earn my trust.
Once we reached the motel, we saw that in particular there were three black vans all parked next to other. Running into the motel, we reached the front desk and immediately asked the guy, "Sir we were wondering if we could ask a few questions of any of your recent clients?" He ignored my question and just stared my question. "I am with the PDDP, and I wanted to know if any of your recent clients showed mysterious activity that you know of?" He looked to his left and right, leaned in, and said, "there was this one guy, around 5'6, came in with around 6 guys dressed in black with black sunglasses. He asked for one room and as he left, one of the men carried a duffle bag, the size of a person". I nodded and replied by askeing for the room number along with an extra key to that room. Once he handed me the key, I motioned my sister to follow me. As we got to room, we heard someone counting. "548, 549, 550 (chuckles)". We unlocked the room and busted into the room while screaming, "PDDP hold your hands up. Once I saw the man's face, as he jumped off the edge of the bed to hide, I slowly put my gun down and got boiling mad. The reason was because I knew exactly who he was.
Gold tooth, or Samuel Brooks (his real name). The most clever yet stupid criminal in the crime business. He may show himself as any womanizer and make you want to laugh at what he says, but once he shows you his real intentions with you, you'll end up in a meat locker in the Vampire Dimension. I should've knew it was him. I just thought he was dead, but like any other vampire, there are only a few ways to kill one of them. As he rose up from the back of the bed, and realized it was me and my "pathetic" sister (as he says), he started laughing out loud. Once I reach the level of how much I can take before I snap, I will SNAP. I ended up going to his face, thowing it against one of the paintings on the wall, and later tieing him up to the nearest chair.
Once he received consciousness, from the contact with the painting, I started screaming at him, " WHERE IS SHE?!" Of course him, being himself, acted as though he didn't know what I was talking about. I raised up my fist and threatened to punch him if he didn't speak. He sat there, all pale (as if he saw a ghost) and bloody, and started stuttering before at least saying, "She is in the closet, but shhhhh, she is sleeping (laughed)" My sister motioned me that she will go to the door. As she was about to open the door, Gold Tooth shoots her calf. She yells as she crashed onto the edge of the bed. I scream and realize that Gold Tooth got out of the rope.
He runs towards the window and breaks it in order to escape. I ran to him and take him by his collar and throw him into the TV. He falls onto the ground, now with more blood, and passes out. I then remember about Lilly and call 9-1-1, but soon find out that the location of the motel doesn't have service. I open up the door, shortly after calling for back up, and see Amellia, the 19-year old, passed out with a lot of blood on her. I catch her body as it falls onto me. After 15 minutes passes by, the back up arrives and help me escort both Amelia and Lilly into the nearest hospital. I keep screaming at the doctor to please save her. As I see her being rolled away I sit down and start blaming myself. If only I said no like every other time. This wouldn't be happening. Why did this have to happen?! She can't die, she is the last person from my family that I know of. God PLEASE don't let her die. Not now!
