EPISODE 3

003 CRIME

When she saw the siren, I saw the fear in Professor William's face.

"H-have you called the police?" She asked me, looking frightened until she stood up, attempting to drag Carl and the other kid away as if she was trying to run with them. "Come over here, my boys. I promise I'm going to keep you safe."

I blinked my eyes, feeling bad that she's getting to this stage where she's no longer in her sanity. Now, because of her loss, she's lost her mind.

"Professor Williams," I tried to call her, but she was already panicking, and she was only trying her best to escape with them from this place. I heave a sigh, I don't know what to do right now. Apparently, she can't run any longer, I just feel bad seeing her like this.

I went to her and pulled her away from Carl and the other boy. She was shaking so hard that she was trying to push me and out of my grip. I pulled her to me for an embrace as I was trying to hush her up. "Professor," I whispered to her ears as I tried to ease her down with my touch. "They're in a safe place now; nobody's going to hurt them anymore," I whispered as I rubbed her shoulder.

She stiffened for a few seconds before she broke down and cried out some more.

"I can't live without them," she cried hard to remain the pain in her voice. "Why didn't they take me with them, huh? Why didn't I just die in place of them? ”

Mother only wants the best for her kids, and she never risks anything for her child. Parents protect their children from any uncomfortable circumstance and provide all the comfort they can afford.

She loves her children more than anything else in this world and the day she lost them, she also lost her ability to live.

"If they are here right they will call me Mommy. They would scream out my name if they were about to get mad, and you know what? I wouldn't mind for a second. I would do anything to hear "mom" from that sweet voice again" She was sobbing heavily as she was struggling to get hold of me.

A tear is coming out of my eyes as I listen to her.

"I just want to be with them," because one thing I've learned a lot more from the mothers is that grief doesn't end. Out of a fractured, crushing heart comes eternal love as it moves through the countless stages of sorrow. It's often gentle, it's often rough. There are still reminders here. There's always love in there. After all, the mother never stops enjoying the child she had.

The backup I asked went inside Professor Williams' house, and they found us lying on the floor while I was trying to console her. The remains were discovered and marked as the bodies of her dead children.

Carl and the abducted teenager have been saved. Professor William was also arrested.

"I was so scared," Carl said to me as he let out another sigh. He kept telling me how grateful he was that I had the sense of his text for me. I just looked at him and felt grateful that I was able to get him out of danger.

"I'm glad you're safe now," I patted his cheek, and he grinned at me.

"Thank you very much, Detective Mayari. I owe my life to you," he smiled at what he said. Before embracing him close, I laughed back at him. "Next time make sure nothing bad happens to you again. I really should start teaching you self-defense right now."

"Yeah, you really ought to start training me," he giggled, making me shook my head at him.

His parents and the Chinese teenager came, and they quickly made their way to their sons. They were really thankful that I had to save their sons, and they kept thanking me.

"You've done a great job," Van pats my back and grinned at me but next time you include me in your plans because you're making me worried," he shook his head at me before he rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, whatever, I chuckled at him. I was far so eager to rescue Carl, however, I'm going to take note of that. Thank you for your help, too." If it weren't for his connection or access, it would have been hard for me to find Professor William's house and find out about her true reason for kidnapping Carl and the other kid.

"You got me worried about you, but I must say that I admired your dedication to saving your friend." He gave me a friendly smile, making me feel at ease. Now that I've been awakened to reality, I've felt the pressure on my back now.

Ha! Ah! Ohhh! I remember Professor Williams struck me earlier with a vase. I twisted my lips, I was just trying to save her, and that's what I got in return? I smiled at my mind, yeah, no matter what, this would eventually recover.

"You should tell the boss that Professor Williams needs a psychological test, I think she's depressed or something." I bite my lower lip; I'm not sure about psychological terminology. Still, I'm confident she's not emotionally stable.

"Okay, now you need to get some rest. You're sure to get some scolding tomorrow for doing this alone." He scrunched his nose, giving me an expression that I'm going to be very dead meat tomorrow. I groan in frustration, feeling devastated now that my superior is going to mock my detective skills again.

I pouted my lips.

But whatever, at least Carl is safe and I get to save the missing teenager, too. That what matters, I guess?

Some reporters came to get a statement from us; I tried not to get caught by all of the reporters, because I'm just not comfortable talking in front of the camera. Glad, I've got Van with me, and he's the one who explained it all. Some reporters want to speak to me directly, but they quickly turned their attention to him. 

"So you're the young detective who manages two cases at a time," I almost jumped to where I was when I heard a raspy voice beside me. When I turn my head to see where the voice came from, I couldn't believe whom I just saw.

When I turn my head to see where the voice came from, I couldn't believe whom I just saw.

I realize it's not unlikely for him to come here knowing that he's one of the reporters who's covering up the story of a missing teenager, but I'm still shocked to see him close up.

It's not shocking for me to see him as gorgeous even at a time like this but God, someone sure did make this guy have a beautiful face like this. He's a tall guy, just looking at how long and firm his legs are and I think he's 6'2" or taller. Looks older than me from what I know, only in his 20's, or something?

He's wearing glasses, and his chocolate brown hair is a tad messy.

His protruding eyes were fixed on me even though he was wearing eyeglasses. I could still see his stunning grey eyes. They suit his dark and long eyelashes well. His not so dense eyebrows are fine, too. His aquiline shaped nose supports his eyeglasses. God, someone made this man amazing with his red and wet bow-shaped lips.

It seems like an angel.

Perhaps he's a fallen angel?

I've just realized that I've been staring at him for so long when he faked a cough. Suddenly I felt shy, and now I feel like my cheeks are flushed.

He's smiling at me now, making his gray eyes more clearly to my eyes.

His lips parted to say, "I'm sorry to disrupt your moment. I hope you don't mind if I asked you a few questions about what happened tonight," he said in a deep, raspy voice.

I know I said I didn't want to talk to some reporter right now but the way he's talking and staring at me seems like he's enchanting me with some dark sorcery that I'm bewitched by him.

"H-huh, huh?” I cursed myself because I could not even utter a word. What the heck was that Mayari? Of all the words you know you've decided to use, huh, like a dumb person you are?

His eyes rose a bit, but you can see the humor on the way his lips rose a little for a slight grin.

"I-I mean yeah, no problem. I can spare a little time to talk to you,"

And honestly, huh? This night is definitely satisfying but at the same time humiliating.