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CHAPTER 9: Turning innocent

I wake up next morning and look at his face..his peacefully sleeping face. I remember the moments of last night. He even tied up my wrists with his tie. I blush at the thought. I am pulled out of my train of thoughts when I feel him murmur in his sleep. I get up and arrange for clothes by calling Stella. She mocks ,"I told you take it along he will tear it." I mock her back ,"You seem like you have gotten many dresses torn. Huh ?" She gets on track, "I'll be there " I tell her the room no. and wait for her. I go to work straight after I shower and change. I kiss his cheek leaving a proper smooch mark and go without waking him.

When I wake up she's gone and Stella is waiting outside the room. She tells me the girl told her to say Thank you. I ask surprised, "You don't know her name?" She shows her contact list and the number is saved with the name 'Mrs. Daniel Drogo'. I feel a bit uncomfortable at the thought that nobody stressed on her name ever.  Then Stella starts teasing me to death about the kiss mark on my cheek.

I pay at the reception and then go to work. I go to cliff's cabin and find a sheet of paper which is his call record. I call the track guy then ask him to get me the call record. I see the no. of calls in one sheet is 25 and one is 20. I get those numbers to be matched out with profiles. ‘Why did he get his logs cleared?’ I wonder when  I get into the file of the judge. I see the medical report. 'Paradise hospital' I go to meet the doctor and see my Angel there.
I go to her but she is lost in crowd. I see she came out from the gynecologist's cabin. 'Mrs. Rose Harington'.I hope she is ok.  I go to the reception to know her name but no avail. The receptionist denies by ," Sir, we don't give personal information of other patients." I simply nod asking another question," Where do I find Mr. Harris?" She speaks ,"Sir he shifted his practice to California two years ago." ‘That sounds very common. Who else did I hear get settle there?’ I think to myself but I get a call from office.

I go back to the station and see Joseph there. He comes ,"You now know her name?" I snap at him, "What's the progress in case?" He speaks,"We are going to inspect Brandon's place." I don't want to go there but I have to because of work. I go there and there's nothing interesting or important there. Just few bottles rum, few smacks of cocaine, and other drugs ,cigarettes, porn DVD. Every typical thing of a  spoiled rich bad boy's house.
I get a call telling me that 4no.s are of those people who were murdered. Including Brandon, the judge and the guy in the back alley. The fifth no. is unreachable. I am barking orders at the track guy when I see a picture hang there. Shocked I cut the call and call my best friend. Since he is on my screen and dial shortcut is there also it's quicker. He greets me ,"Hey bro! You got promoted! Congrats!" I question him,"Do you know Brandon?!" He sounds taken aback, "Y..Yeah. He's my cousin." I question him enraged, "Did you rape a girl?" He is silent. I am on fire, "What was her name?" He, "That's ok. No I didn’t! It's about 4 years now."  I growl, "What's her name?! " He tries to calm me," Calm the fuck down! It's Rosalia!"

I know who the fifth no. is. I warn him ,"You are dead!" He is shocked ," Oh Come on! I didn't even touch her. I left the place and now she might be somewhere with her family in California. I changed you know it. I left Brandon. Before she left I and her .." I argue back, "His call records don't say the same." Suddenly his voice sounds clogged and I realize he's gurgling blood out. I rush to his place only to see his body hanging from the ceiling. Neck slashed blood dripping to the floor. One eye gauged out. and scratch marks on his chest. I get his body along with the other bodies too. I know he was changing. I know he was helping out acid and rape victims. I know he was clubbing together old age homes and orphanages. I realize who it is. Who shifted to California.