Wanted

<1> New Case.

Chapter 1, New Case.

Jason Grace

Jason slowly reached up to his face to slowly push his glasses up his nose as he read the newspaper that he had bought on the way to work earlier in the morning that day. He read the article about the how the police force was doing well with completing every case that was formed. They were very specific with how well they were doing and how they were going to continue doing well. Jason chuckled just as he heard the subway rush into the station before slowing rapidly to let passengers get off and board. But only in a specific window, if you missed your window you'd have to wait for the next subway to board. And in New York people pushed and shoved for things they wanted. Jason being new to the city was just trying to get used to all of the commotion.

Jason sighed as he watched New Yorker's and other people get off the subway leaving him and the others a short opening to board the subway before the doors would close letting no one enter or exit until the next stop. Jason quickly surged forward and boarded in the horde of people accidentally touching and rubbing up against strangers who he would probably never see again. So it was quite awkward being in such tight placed with random people, Jason was often flustered not being used to it since he lived in the country most of his life and was sent to army schools though he never hoped to join. He wanted to be something different. He had other plans in mind than his parents did.

Jason wasn't one of the first to enter so most of the seats were taken. Looking around hoping to rest his feet from walking around the office all day he searched for a seat as he thought about how New York could use better transportation. But Jason knew this was the fastest way to the station. Jason turned his head and found a seat, finally his aching feet could rest then he could go and see his-

Jason was about to sit when he saw an old lady making her way over to the seat also hobbling forward her back hunched over like she had Kyphosis and hadn't been treated for it. Jason stood in front of the seat for a moment watching the old lady stop and try to grab the steadiers above her head which she couldn't reach. Jason sighed and walked over to where she was, "Miss, miss!" He called and the lady stopped to look at him her grey hair ,that was pulled up into a bun under her hat, some of it falling onto her face. "Here, you can have my seat." Jason pointed to it and the old lady smiled before putting a hand over her heart. "Oh, thank you son." She walked over Jason's face turning pink like the pink roses his father's sister grew in her backyard.

The old lady patted Jason on the arm in thankfulness before backing up to the seat and sitting down a sigh of comfort leaving her old lips. Jason smiled in compassion at the elderly lady who looked around the subway cart at everyone who was on it young and old -like herself-. Jason leaned on one of the poles and took out his newspaper from earlier to try to pass the time. The silence that was filled with breathing and the sound of the subway moving along the tracks swiftly soon took over the subway everyone looking on their phones or out the window at the passing concrete walls or looking at newspapers like Jason himself way doing.

"May I see that?"

Jason looked to see the old lady looking at his newspaper with curiosity. Jason had read most of the stuff he wanted to, and the old lady looked like she wasn't too well-off like himself. He could just buy another newspaper if he was so interested in finishing it. Jason shrugged and handed it to her. "You can keep it if you want to." He said with a smile making the old lady smile also. "Thank you young man." Jason was pink from all the names she was calling him but he enjoyed it, it made him think of a grandma he never had. He imagined his grandma would be a good cook, and she knew how to sew, and do yarn things. Jason smiled at the thought.