Tris The Lost Criminal

Chapter 1: Work

Four POV ( The morning he reads the folders)

I wake up in a fit of screaming and breathless pants. My head fells heavy and I think it's rushing like 100 miles an hour. All I can think is night terrors, I have them all the time since I woke up in the hospital.

I still my breathing enough to calm myself down so I can get out of bed. The room is almost black with the slight glow from the open windows that let in a cool breeze. Sweat lines my forehead as I run the back of my hand across, swiping up as much as it will, it but it hardly makes a difference. I get up off the bed and head straight into the bathroom. I turn on the shower on and let the cold water soothe my body making me become more relaxed.

I need to start work early today, so I got dressed in the usual black and blue attire. I was wearing a simple blue t shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans and my leather jacket, oh and my shoes. I had a quick breakfast and headed to my car in the parking lot. Unlocking it when I was in close enough range, I got in the black SUV and headed to work. Soon arriving I walk and take the elevator to the 6th floor and walking through the door I can already smell the coffee. "Morning" I say as I walk past Amar who sits at his own desk. He's arranging a group of folders on his desk, I walk past. As soon as I sit down I get a buzz and we're off.

It's now 8:36 at night and we have been out all day doing raids in the Amity capital looking for traitors. We only found a couple so now I'm sitting at my desk in the dim light of my desk lamp. When I hear some one walk through the doors to our floor. I don't look up from typing but keeping an ear out for what's happening.

Suddenly I'm snapped out of my work by a smack to the table. I look up from circling to see Amar with a slight smirk on his face. I look from the stack of folders to him then back at my work. He coughs impatiently so I look up, to the stack of files then at him and he gives me a knowing look. "I'll look at them later just let me finish this" I tell him with a wave on my hand, pointing to the paperwork already laid out in front of me from earlier today. He still just stands there looking at me expectedly. I look up at him with eyebrows raised and he finally speaks "You may want to look at that" he says pointing to the top of the stack of files. "Later-" I say but he cuts me off. "Just do it" he says more firmly.

I sigh as I take the first folder off the stack of files. Flipping it open as I read aloud the file name "Beatrice Prior" I say then skim through the papers inside not finding anything interesting. I look back up to him. He gives me a worrying look and takes a breath shaking his head. "You really don't remember do you"...