CARSON'S CRIME INVESTIGATION SERVICES

Chapter 11

"I've got the Minister. You can have the kid", ordered Kira as she grabbed the man and ripped him out of the car, the press flooding the area and getting up in their business, blocking their way to the entrance of the building.

"Miss, what happened here?", boomed one reporter, shoving the microphone in Kira's face. 

"Why are you taking the Prime Minister inside the station?".

"That's none of your concern, now move out of the way. We need to get inside", bit Kira, shoving through the masses.

"Can you tell us why your face is so messed up?", screamed another reporter. "Did you hurt the Prime Minister?".

Kira felt her blood boiling as she tried to move the sea of reporters out of the way, Ivory struggling behind her.

"Hey, please let go of me", yelled the brunette over the mingling uproar of voices, "I need to get inside!".

"Just answer my questions and then I'll let you go", snapped the reporter.

"Sir, I am not asking you, I am telling you calmly. Let me go so I can take the suspect inside the building".

She snatched her arm away, the reporter grabbing for her again, until she stumbled forward, Kira grabbing her arm and forcing her along and in to the building with Missy and the Prime Minister.

"What's going on out there?"Asked Estelle as she entered the lobby and gasped, Aubrielle running up to Kira.

"Oh my God, your face!", she gasped in terror, "And why is the Prime Minister in hand cuffs?!"."I'm fine. Can we get these two in cells and discuss after. He's acting out!", said Kira, a struggle in her tone as she tried to stop the man from dropping to the ground.

"Officer Shears, can you and Officer Barron take these two to the cells", asked Estelle.

"Of course Commissioners", smiled Officer Shears as she and Officer Barron took the Minister and the Daughter away.

"Right, Ivory, I want you to go with Kira and help her sort out her injuries and then I want you two to have an hours break and meet us in the board room for two o'clock", ordered Aubrielle, looking like she might feint at the sight of all of the dried blood on Kira's body, face and clothes.

Ivory nodded as she lead Kira to the first aid ward and began to prepare some rags and disinfectant, along with a bowl of warm water and a fresh towel.

Kira walked up to the nearby mirror and stared at her face. "I'm a mess", she commented in what appeared to be fright, but then she shook her head and clenched her fists, turning oddly calm. "Then again, a few bruises and cuts never hurt".

She sat down in one of the plush chairs as Ivory approached her with a wet disinfected rag, about to wipe her face.

"I'll do it", said the red head defensively, taking the cloth out of Ivory's hand rather quickly.