TURN OVER

7

The sun finally touched the horizon, with Sasha waking up in a cold sweat.

Everything was quiet, with no soldiers and no artillery in any direction.

She slowly opened her eyes, sniffing the air.

She sat up and stretched her body, noticing her sore throat.

A wave of beautiful smells hit her again, making her stomach grumble.

" Two pancakes, slices of bacon, omelet with cheese, and toasted bread. "

" Where did you get all these ingredients? " She asked, looking at the fresh batch of blueberries and oranges.

" Our friends in the Compton district, why? " He said while scooping out the eggs into the plates.

" I didn't think of you as a chief. "

" Check that brown bag. "

Sasha walled towards the brown bag, pulling out a plastic container and noticing the light brown slime.

" Honey! " She said with her mouth becoming wide.

Sasha returned to her bed, with Goliath bringing the table closer to the bed, sitting down next to her, and handing over her plate.

" Calm down. You don't need to eat so fast. "

Sasha returned to her plate, dipping her pancakes in syrup, looking up to see a milk jug, and pouring herself a glass.

" I'm going to be at headquarters having fun with the killer. "

He may not like it, but she knew that if she were going to do work, he would be there too.

Sasha entered the bathroom, almost tripping over a strange object, it was a box, and without hesitation, she opened it.

It revealed a photo of a young woman who looked eerily like Goliath.

" Hey, I found this weird box. Who is this? "

Goliath swallowed loudly, forgetting that he had left important phones in his tiny box.

" Sorry, I didn't mean to. "

An awkward silence fell between them.

He never talked about his past, only telling the truth when making jokes.

Sasha took a shower, feeling the warm water hit her skin. It must have been her lucky day.

Meanwhile, Goliath was sitting down enjoying his meal hearing a voice from the left side.

Sasha came back in uniform, quickly making her way to the HQ.

" Christ, do you guys ever take a day off? " War Pig asked.

" The woman is a workaholic! "

" Don't expect the Captain to smile when he sees you. "

" Where is the suspect? "

" Interrogation room. "

When they entered the large office, they saw Vixen and Crowbar typing away at their computers.

" We haven't interrogated the suspect about it, so nothing. " Vixen said, clenching her fist.

" Hold on. We came today to see the interrogation. "

" It's been three days since I last had a proper sleep. You guys can do the interrogation! " Vixen yelled.

Crowbar and Vixen stumbled out of the office, with the dynamic duo going to the room.