Officer Genevieve Perez.
A diligent police constable. She's quick, both mentally and physically, with a gun by her side at all times. The 24-year-old does her duty to the best of her ability, and absolutely nothing can distract her when she sets a...
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"Hmph..."
Genevieve's arm stretched out towards her nightstand in search of the blaring object. The very second that clock touched her palm, it went flying halfway across the room before landing with a loud shatter. That managed to turn it off. For good. It might have been the fifth clock that she broke so far.
A lazy groan rumbled in her chest and she flipped to lie on her other side. Her face snuggled itself further into the fluffy blankets, and she closed her eyes to fall back to sleep. It wasn't rocket science to figure out that Genevieve wasn't a morning person. Every single day would start like this, and the fact that she has an actual job is what pushed her out of bed every time.
Another hoarse groan, one of displeasure this time, dragged out from her and she sat up almost begrudgingly. Her eyes were scrunched up, both because of the inadequate slumber and the streams of sunlight that poured into the room. It took her some time, but she managed to gather enough strength to trudge towards the bathroom and get ready. She emerged from her room moments later in a white button up and black slacks, which was a welcomed change from the usual police uniform.
Genevieve never checked her phone first thing in the morning, because she knew it'd be full of work-related messages and calls. It was a routine that she'd bother to inspect her emails after flipping through the television with a cup of coffee.
And that's exactly what she was doing.
A bored expression rested on her features as she continued to flip through the various channels. She'd take occasional sips from her steaming mug, but Genevieve's main focus was to look for the local news channel. Usually it held nothing exciting. The most extreme headline ever to be reported was a catfight between two shop owners. So, it was safe to say that this city was pretty much peaceful.
Her hand had just lifted the mug for another sip, but it paused midway due to the shock that overtook her emotions. She did manage to find the desired channel, but the news it held was far from pleasant.
"-The entire city is rattled with this shocking tragedy, and no one knows who could be capable of robbing our biggest financial institute. In addition, there are eight casualties, and three are fatally wounded.
Stay tuned to hear what our D.A has to say about these horrifying crimes."
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A rather blank look covered Alec's features, whereas the commissioner and several other officers looked like they'd faint any second now. His eyes followed the movement of paramedics as they carried bodies out of the bank. Murders were a recurring theme in Shadow's stunts, so Alec was pretty much used to it. On the other hand, he couldn't understand why the others were almost freaking out. Surely they've seen dead bodies from up close, have they not?
"You!"
Alec had turned around and was about to make his way somewhere, but the commissioner's unprovoked bellow made him pause. He spun on his heel just in time to see Genevieve rush towards the chief with a face drained of colour.
