Alex was ravishing all the food like a starving man. Well, he was. He stopped eating and made a beeline for the bin.

“Why hadn’t we thought of this?” Jack questioned.

“Because someone,” then all the chaos unfolded but all that Alex did was stand in the corner looking astonished.

The victim was in her early twenties. She died from asphyxiation because of her broken lungs. She had been found under a bridge next to the police station.

It was clearly a mockery of the police. Saying that they will keep killing innocent people and there is nothing they can do about it.

Well, it’s a good thing that I’m not the police.

“Where do you think?” I answered.

“This would have been a death wish,” the worry in his voice nerved me.

“Since when did you care.”

“I don’t.” Good because we can’t afford that in this job and we definitely can’t afford them to know.

“Now, do you want it or not.”