Smoke And Mirrors

«Once more it shall bloom...»

My apologies for the delay with this chapter. School has been holding me back these last few days. With Christmas holiday starting, I hope my updates can be more consistent.

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Fresh air filled in Caitlyn's lungs as she walked down the street, with her faithful rifle her only companion. It felt so good to be back in action, after she had spent the last two days stuck inside her apartment, basically doing nothing productive except sleeping. Refreshed now, she walked towards the Cetral Police Department of Piltover, ready to dedicate herself fully on her work.

Being the sherrif, she always made sure to arrive earlier than everyone else, so the building was practically empty, except of a couple of officers whose night shift hadn't been over yet, despite the fact that the sun had already risen up in the blue sky of Piltover.

First things first, Caitlyn served herself some tea before locking herself up in her office. There was so many things that she needed to catch up on in just two days of her absence. Reports and memo's were awaiting for her to read them, and she didn't loose any more precious times.

Two reports were the most interesting of all; those of Raynolds' and Platzman's. Their reports didn't seem to have any common data, as she had probably expected, but what was more interesting was the fact that both mentioned that eye witnesses had seen Jayce picking up his phone before everything turned into chaos. She only needed to confirm that with the CCTV files and then she would be able to get to a conclusion. But for the time being, there was nothing she could really do. She filed the reports for further investigation in the future and grabbed some other reports of less importance, but since she was the sherrif she needed to be aware of anything that had happened during the weekend.

She was so absorbed in her work that she hadn't realized how quickly the time lasped and she was almost surprised when Vi busted in their office.

"Morning Cupcake!" she greeted as loudly as she possibly could, and Caitlyn found herself not minding her partner's obnoxious greeting as much as she normally would, much to her surprise. It was probably the fact that she hadn't heard her voice in two days. Who knew? Caitlyn raised her eyes off the report she was studying to look over at Vi's smiling face and she couldn't help but smile back. The flashback of their meeting back at the hospital hit her like a track and she felt her cheeks worming up just a little bit. Thankfully for her, she had learned how to control her feelings over the years so she didn't look so embarrassed with such a thought.

"Good morning, Vi" Caitlyn said

"Hope you got some good rest Cait" Vi spoke "Cause this one is going to need a load shit of concentration"

And with those words, she threw a black notebook over Caitlyn's desk, startling her.

"I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't throw it like that" she murmured "What did you find?"

"A lot of interesting stuff" Vi responded, making her way around Caitlyn's desk "Your father seems to be a professional liar"

"He's a politician, it's his job to be good with lies" Caitlyn rolled her eyes. She wasn't surprised, not at all. She was aware of what sort of man her father was; a persuasive storyteller, that is.

"That's true" Vi chuckled softly "The thing is, he's very good at it. He literally left the city under everyone's nose"

"And where exactly did he go, then? "

"I assume that he went to a seminar about flowers in Ionia"

"Flowers?" Caitlyn furrowed her brows "Why on earth would he go in such a seminar? He never particularly liked flowers"