Divine Darkness

Chapter 8

Visiting the local police department wasn't something Mikaela enjoyed doing, but it seemed necessary. Being an expert detective and martial artist, she had much knowledge in investigating crime scenes such as the one she witnessed near the school and in the cathedral. Bringing in evidence of the event was obviously a top priority, so she had collected fingerprint samples during her battle with Acelia Rose.

Sitting in Detective Wayne Morris' office, she patiently waited for the man to finish whatever conversation he was having with another one of the police units just outside the door. What they were discussing, Mikaela didn't know and personally didn't care about, unless Acelia Rose were to be brought up in the conversation. Her attention was focused on the metal box in her hands. It was the device she used to scan whatever she could for evidence on a crime scene or to identify an individual.

The fingerprint scans and blood samples she produced would have to be enough evidence for the Brooklyn sector of the NYPD, considering they weren't the smartest cops around New York. Hell, a full body wouldn't be enough evidence for these assholes, Mikaela thought sarcastically to herself. After Wayne Morris' lack of details in describing the elementary school massacre over at Ryker Apartments Complex, she was convinced that he would need a little more than solid evidence so she also collected video data from a hidden camera in the cathedral within her phone. Far cry from a one track mind, she had did some wandering around after her encounter with Acelia and managed to discover the camera.

Her thoughts were interrupted by said detective entering the office. Wayne Morris was a ruggedly handsome man, what with his rough face and stubble around his chin. His neatly swept auburn hair and navy blue duster gave him the look of a professional detective, though his actual skills said otherwise. The handsome ones can be the dumbest ones, Mikaela mentally rolled her eyes.

"So you saw Ms. Rose herself?" The detective inquired as soon as he sat down at his desk. There were a few scattered papers up there that Mikaela immediately recognized as case files for a murder scene committed by Acelia.

Ignoring the case files, Mikaela cleared her throat and faced Morris. "Yes, she was at St. Peter's Cathedral. She had police captain Jack Watson bound to a cross, holding him hostage," Mikaela still remembered the image of a broken and battered Jack Watson, and how Acelia escaped with him. It sickened her to think of what horrible torture he'd be going through at this point.

Morris' eyes widened slightly at the mention of the police captain's name. "So she's got Jack, eh? This woman's even more clever than I thought. Watson's always been able to handle himself, escaping traps being one of his specialties."

"Well, she left with him after our encounter. Don't know where she took him, but I suggest we take a look at these samples and see if the system can figure that out." With that said, Mikaela set her scanner on Morris' desk, earning a glare of skepticism from the detective.

"So what's this thing supposed to do?" He asked her, scratching his head curiously.

"It reads the fingerprint scans of the perpetrator, so all you have to do is sync it into your computer and it picks up the identity of said perpetrator," She pressed a button on the side of the scanner, activating a cyber screen. On the screen were digital fingerprints and holographic imagery of blood stains. A jumble of words and numbers appeared on the screen, eventually forming the words "Suspect confirmed: Acelia Rose".

"Hm, impressive," Morris stared at the digitized information in amazement. Obviously, Mikaela knew she'd outdo him, what with his limited tactics.

She slid her finger onto the digital screen, solidly catching it. "To sync the info with your computer, I just slide it onto your screen," like a touchscreen phone, Mikaela slid the holographic information onto Morris' screen, "and then I handle the rest." Giving him no warning, she pushed him out of his seat and sat down. Eyes focused on the screen in front of her, she began typing in coordinates.