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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"Found the shooter yet?"
"No."
It was just like old times. Genevieve and Alec were currently in the records room of Precinct 20. As Alec had promised in the church yesterday, two floor lamps sat on the corners of the room and lightened up the otherwise dark space. However, it was still dusty and unclean. The two officers didn't really care to get it cleaned, since they had more important things to do.
Alec leaned forward in his seat before the table, and a finger or two grazed the mousepad of the laptop. He had been watching footages that were recorded by cameras. The ones that were fixed on the traffic lights of a certain intersection, where Samuel had been killed. His eyes followed the movement of every single vehicle and it's driver, both before and after the incident took place. But he found nothing. It was as if an entity shot Samuel and disappeared into thin air.
Genevieve was searching through the shelves, and she had been doing so for the past hour. Her motive was to find any more files on Shadow, if they did miraculously exist here. They had reached such a point in the investigation where anything, even the smallest of clues could be of great use.
She had also memorized the bright red stamp that adorned every single sheet of paper in the room. Be it victims or law offenders, they all had these two words imprinted on them.
UNSOLVED CASE.
"I think I got it."
Genevieve stopped what she was doing and whipped around to see Alec, who was glaring at the device's display screen with faint astonishment.
"What?"
Alec glanced at her for a split second before he twirled the laptop around, so she could have a look at it for herself.
"This guy right here-" He began just as he pointed at something, and Genevieve squinted her eyes to see it better.
"-zoomed through a red light right when Samuel's car crashed. I'm positive that he's the shooter. Let me do a background search on him."
He turned the laptop back to its previous position, whereas Genevieve resumed what she had been doing. Alec's words did give her a twinge of hope, but she felt as though that small discovery would somehow lead to a dead end.
Ever since her escapade with Thomas, Genevieve's beliefs had started to become more and more... realistic. The unnecessary doubts that sprung up in her head from time to time had vanished, and she only believed in things that were proven to be true. She believed in facts.
Genevieve wrinkled her nose when she pulled a file out from the bottom of a stack, which diffused several particles of dust in her direction. This folder was the last one on the current shelf, and she planned on moving to the next after inspecting this file.
But she didn't.
Because it wasn't insignificant like every other one she had encountered. It was important. In fact, it was far more important than anything Genevieve had ever come across.
