CODE RED (Book 1)

Wrong Possibilities

Eva and Tsukuomo walked into the police station coming up yet again empty handed with the victim that had escaped yesterday night killing all the guards in sectored B that were on watch patrol for Mr. Igarashi's cell.

Eva had a hard look on her face trying to keep herself composed about a dangerous man being lose somewhere in the city. Who knows where he could be at that moment, but in the back of her and Tsukuomo's minds they would guess he would be off slaughtering his wife and son. All the more reason to call that family and warn them.

"Still nothing?" Came a male voice stepping out of the shadows. Jiki leaned against the wall arms crossed and glancing at them from the corner of his eye.

Tsukuomo took in a breath before answering dejectedly. " No, we searched all night, but still came up with nothing.

"This isn't good, we should send out a warning in the city." He suggested but was cut off.

I wouldn't do it just yet Jiki. Spoke Hirato coming out of his office. Leave him alone for now I have a feeling he's way more weaker then we all let on. We're in the city part of Boston I doubt he can get much farther from the city then he already has and if he does then he'll regret it.

All three of them looked at Hirato confused but knew that what ever he said was primarily true. All villains that escaped the jail were always captured in the end and brought back to them by Yogi the man that they didn't find any interests to like thanks to his rank. Call it jealousy.

Hirato had a special police man on the case in which he wouldn't bother the rest of them with. Yogi was higher ranked then most officers he always didn't disappoint when the time came, so why would he start now?

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A groan emitted from my throat once I opened my eyes the next morning to be welcomed by sunlight from Alex's window.

It was already morning? Time went by quickly. I looked up towards the clock on his night stand reading 5:40Am, I still had time luckily but if I wanted to get home to get some clothes for myself and not miss the start bell of school then we would need to get ready now.

I felt Alex's hand from behind trail up my tattooed arm before stopping at my shoulder. I turned to look at him.

"Morning time?" He asked groggily just now waking up.

"Yeah." I said disappointed that we had to wake up earlier then need be. "Let's go." I said getting myself up ruffling his hair before leaving his bed.

He groaned and defeat before getting out of bed as well. I grabbed my shirt before pulling it back over my head and down my chest and stomach. I was already wearing skinny jeans so I didn't bother taking any from him.

In the corner of my eye I could see my disheveled hair having to comb it out pretty much every morning since I slept crazy.

Speaking about last night I had thought I was seeing stuff with Alex, maybe I was dreaming but then again my dreams weren't peaceful, they never were. There was always me running away from that man or me dyeing or seeing. . .Alex die- I immediately blocked that part out of my head not wanting it to bother me.

But last night I had in fact seen him climbing out the window. It was strange. It reminded me of the time when I first ran away from home after being beaten and I came here not knowing that he lived here and then he took me in after I fainted taking care of my wounds until I woke up.

"Alex?" I asked turning to him right when he was zipping up his jeans before taking off his shirt to replace it with a new one.

I couldn't help the fact that my eyes lingered on his defined muscles on his shoulders as he leaned over to pick up a different shirt. His eyes came onto me before I could look away.