Detective Anagaile: Love & Crime (18+) {COMPLETE}

Chapter 7 - Disappointment & Sadness

Mrs. Hemingway was dead and I knew the Captain was going to be pissed. Three people are dead and we don't know who the killer is. Chase drove as fast as he could to the scene and the Captain kept calling us. He was really going to let us have it when he sees how we are dressed.

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"You have got to be kidding me!" The Captain hissed as I enter and Chase follows behind me. "What the hell is going on here? I'm pretty sure there aren't anymore undercover jobs going on." He says angrily.

"I'm sorry that we have lives outside of our jobs." I said sternly. "Excuse me?! Your job is your life! Without it you have no money and without money you have no life!" The asshole barks.

"You guys are suppose to be following a case! Why in the hell are you guys out having fun when people are dying?" He hisses. Because we have lives obviously it's not like we didn't do all that we could.

"I'm sorry Captain. It won't happen again." Chase says softly. "Are you kidding me? Are you really apologizing for having a life?" I turn around hissing at Chase. "Ana please lets not make this situation any worst." He says pleading to me. "Haha, so we are on a nickname basis now? Let me tell you something detectives you guys are the best. And I'd appreciate it if you guys stay the best. Love is stupid and love is blind. It will cloud your judgment. That is exactly what you guys need to stay away from." He says in a very angry voice. I have had enough with this stupid man. He doesn't have a life so he thinks that he should ruin everyone around him lives.

"I have had enough of you and your bullshit Charles." I said through gritted teeth. He looks taken aback as if he didn't expect me to say what I just said. I feel a hand on my shoulder and then he speaks, "Ana no. Please don't." I brushed his hand off and took a step closer to the Captain.

"I am not going to end up like you. Did you ever wonder why your marriage didn't work out? Its because you didn't spend time with your wife and kids. You lost everything and now you have nothing. Nothing but this stupid job. Don't you see how its consuming you? Don't take your anger out on Chase and I because people being happy makes you sick. You are a digusting man. I watch you take parents away from their kids, wives away from their husbands and husbands away from their wives. Giving them jobs they didn't need to do." I said glaring at him with the nastiest glare ever, Chase then steps in.

"Ana I think that's enough. Please just stop." He says standing at the same spot. "I hate you. And if you want to kick me off this case you can. You can even fire me. I don't care at least I can have a life. I'm tired of you pulling me away from people who love me. You're the reason I can't see my family and friends again. You made me neglect everyone. Brain washing me into thinking that nothing else matters. For years you've had me under your thumb and I'm tired.... I'm tired of it all." I said as a single tear streamed down my face. The Captain stands still looking at me as if he had regrets. I storm out of the room, pushing Chase out of the way and I didn't stop until I was outside of the house.

I rest my back on the wall thinking about all the things I missed out on in my life. I feel stupid because I had let this man use me for so long. I slide down sitting on the grass and hugging my knees and I begin to cry. I was enjoying life again tonight and he tries to convince me that I am stupid and blind.

Chase comes out and kneels down in front of me resting his hands on my knees. "Ana please don't cry." He begs. "How can I not? This man had let me miss my grandfather's funeral, my little sister's birthday, do you know she looks up to me? I even missed my parents vows renewal. I am disapponting everyone I can't even get to spend time with my best friend and we live in the same city."

"I'm sorry that all of that happened. I know sorry doesn't change anything but I really don't know what to say." He says while rubbing my knee.

"Let me guess a woman has never been emotional in front of you before?" We both start laughing. "That is exactly right." He says while chuckling. He then stands up extending his hand to help me off the ground, I take it and as soon as I got to my feet he pulls me into a tight hug clutching my head to his chest, his muscular chest. Damn he smells so good. I wrap my arms around his waist inhaling his scent.

I pull myself away from him moving my hands towards his face and cupping it. "Thank you." I said while looking into his eyes and rubbing my fingers against his stubble. He places his hands on my waist and pulls me closer to him causing his crotch to rest on me. "You're welcome." He breaths, I knew exactly what was going to happen next. This time it wasn't about our job it was about us.

"What kind of first date would this be without a kiss?" He says putting his lips close to mine and my hands wrapped around his neck. "I wouldn't want to imagine." I said before sealing the kiss. Our lips entwine and before I know it our tongues get in the mix. His hands never leaving my waist, I then feel his grip getting tighter. He's squeezing my waist. I then feel his hands wrap around me and before I know it my feet are off the ground and we are spinning. I break the kiss as I begin to giggle, he has a big smile on his face as he sets me down.

"Are you ready to call it a night?" He asked. "I don't but I think I should. If I'm not off the case and still have a job I need to rest my brain so it will be alert tomorrow, I need to figure out why this person is killing everyone." I said with little hope in my voice. Chase nods and extends his hand, we then walk to his car and he opens the door for me, "Ma lady." He says in an olden language. "Why thank you sir." I say while looking over my shoulder. I enter the car and he shuts the door and walks around to get in his seat.

I dig through my purse looking through my phone and there are eight missed calls, a text message and a voicemail. They are all from Shannessa. I feel my body begin to get cold as I feel the blood drain from me, my heart rate increases and sadness washes over me. What the hell happened to her. Chase asked me if I was okay I must have started breathing heavily for him to be concerned. I didn't answer him but at the same time I needed to check my phone. This was eight minutes ago if something had happened to her I was too late. I opened the message first.

Shannessa: Ana that lady that was on the news Mrs. Hemingway she ran into me when I was heading home. Saying someone was chasing her. I don't think anything of it because I saw no one and I thought she was crazy. She had put a picture of a woman in my hand but it was crushed. It had a writing on it. "Detective Dubois there is a mole in the police force. This is the boys mother. I found it in my husband's stuff with a note saying mother of my child." I opened it because I saw her on the news and since you aren't answering your phone I had to text you.

I then listend to the voicemail. Her voice was low and she sounded like she was crying.

Shannessa: Ana, I'm so... afraid. Someone is in my house... I've tried calling you about 5 times but no answer. I think they're going to kill me. I love you okay, please tell my mom I love her too and I'm sorry.

The phone cuts off and tears begin to stream down my face. My heart sinks to my gut and I yell at Chase, "We need to get to Nessa's house now! She is in trouble." And I begin to sob. "I don't know where she lives." He says panicked. "Get out, get out now let me drive!" I say yelling. The door fly's open and he runs around the car to get over to the passenger side. I spring over to the drivers seat kicking my heels off, starting the car, putting the emergency break down and putting the car in drive all in less than a minute and then I floor it.

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We arrive at Nessa's apartment and I jumped out of Chase's car that I had parked in the middle of the street. I ran up the stairs with my gun in my hand ready to shoot anyone that seemed like a threat. Chase was behind me and I heard him cocking his gun. I get to the door and I realize its open. I leaned against the door frame pushing the door back with my gun and slowly taking a peek inside, examining the room.

I hope to God that this son of a bitch was still in there just so I could kill him myself. Chase was standing at the other end and he entered before me, I followed closely behind him. I wasn't prepared for what I saw next.