The psycho Kidnapper (H.S.)

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Irem's p.o.v.

"Breaking news, 5 men and 3 woman found dead at the famous river Thames according around 3am at night, the bodies were found the day after in the river with many whip marks but what seemed as they were strangled or hung to death by a rope, Investigator Irem Cakal says that one suspect can be the infamous "Harry Styles".

Giving the police officers a brief look at the tv screen. I forcefully gave them a good lecture to allow me to investigate around the river.

"Ma'am you might be a lead detective but you still can not go out there when the killer has yet not been found". James said he's one of our many police officers our district had hired but the only thing he is powerful to do is to judge if we can investigate or not which is perfectly useless.

"But James". I say hopping up and down like a kid that dosen't get their candy because the mom says no. Honestly like bitch let us live just cuz' your family worked on a farm to earn their food doesn't mean we have to, isn't you the one that want's us to live a better life anyway?

"No buts Irem, I sent you last time and the only thing you did was cause more to the scene then there already was". Making james frustrated was not the best thing to do knowing hes a very buff man but not guving me any option to do my job is another case.

"Yes butt's James, plus I was a trainee that time and now I'm not I'm a skilled investigator I'm like the better version of the Ghostbusters". I say throwing my hands up into the air slamming a mic box in the way.

"Holy shit why the fuck is the mic so close to me!". I am screaming right now I can be a strong bitch but I can be a weakling. Get on my level hoes.

"Documentary sweetie, so you can look back and see you self in 50 years". Very funny James such a comedian we have here. Round of applause please.

Right now we we're in the room where the po-po talks to the suspects and asks a million question why they did the deed that they did. Sorry I'm not a lawyer I'm a fucking detective and right now im being forced not to do the thing I went to college to become.

Isn't this supposed to be a free country?

We live in London?...

So.

I walked over to the desk the James and Ron had been sitting on after our 30 minute session of fighting on if I can go investigate or you know not.

"Look". I stare deeply into both of their eyes not missing a glimpse of their expressions, soon enough slamming my hands on the desk trying to forcefully make a big thump sound I make sure too keep my fingers up not to ruin my new pedicure, slowly inching closer to James's face I stare deeply into his eyes.

Holy shit, since when was his eyes so beautiful.

I know brain I know.

"Either I go to this place with your shitty backup or I go alone without your help, and you know I will go!". I say in a deep voice catching the attention of the worker in the other room as Ron and James look between each other in worry. Smirking I head back to my chair and sit down crossing my legs and tapping the side of the chair.

James turns back around to me with a not amused face but he seems mostly disappointed. I mean so was my mother...

We stare at each other for a good five minutes and in those five minutes every person in the room just blankly stared at us.

"Fine". He says as I excitedly hop off from my chair squealing and hopping around, hugging the mic guy he gives me a confused smile as I turn around with a straight face and dust off my shorts.