B.L.O.O.D (BlackRose)
Aqila (The Missing Girl)
London, England.
(DeathKnell Secret Headquarters.)
A young man of no more than fifty years struggling with a laptop screen in front of him, trying to hack a surveillance camera in the city of London. Youth intellect but memorable innocent, with thick glasses covering his face that can be said handsome. Slowly he entered the date and the clock with the exact hope of finding something.
“ Mr. Knell, it seems there is no recording of the incident five years ago. All this new data, it looks like old data is gone. “
“ It doesn't seem to be lost, I think we should investigate in a manual way. Sometimes people remember it. Everyone listen to me, find information about murders and accidents around South Kengsinton five years ago.”
Without much comment everyone goes and sets their own strategy.
“ You know son, I really want to get Aqila. If it is true that the girl we caught is him, then we will profit greatly. “ said the man while dropping into the available sofa.
“ What to expect from this stupid girl. “
Mr. Knell was furious and hit the table, making the young man in front of her goosebumps.
“ Who you call a stupid girl, she's a valuable asset. Do you know the SnowDancer organization, even though their names sound ordinary but their abilities are almost comparable to the Yakuza. They had many loyal members, who were obedient to only one of Mr. Robert's men. Not a cruel man, just a child loving man. And this girl has full claim to SnowDancer when Robert dies. “
The young man in front of Mr. Knell didn't budge, he just focused on fiddling with the laptop. Mr's View. Knell glared toward the ceiling, exhaling cigarette smoke from his mouth.
“ You know son, Mr. Robert. He died five years ago, nobody knew about it but me and Thompson. “
The young man remains uninterested in making Mr. Knell was irritated at the sight of his indifferent expression. Finally Mr. Knell gave up, poured whiskey and drank it, and let the young man do his job.
(Hayes police station, South Kengsinton. London, United Kingdom.)
A couple got out of a Cadillac silver car carrying parcels and walked into Hayes Police Station on Uxbrige No 755. The husband wore a thick coat as well as the wife, indeed that day Snow was coming down making the air feel so cold that it pierced into the bone. A young and deft policeman invited them to sit down and offered them a warm drink.
“ How can we help you ladies and gentlemen?. “ The eyes of the police officer were fixed on the face of the wife who looked swollen, like crying for days.
“ I want to report our missing child. “ said the husband with a nervous and restless face.
“ So, briefly Yes Sir. Can you name it?. “
“ oh, my name is Wilson Andreas, and this is my wife Luna Andreas. Our son is missing sir, and we've been looking for him everywhere. “
The wife just kept her husband in control, her eyes kept shedding tears which then on the lap using the handkerchief she held.
“ Alright Mr Wilson can you explain his chronology?. “
“ happened a long time ago, five years ago. “
The inspector was quite surprised by Wilson's statement.
“ Umm.., shouldn't you have reported it Five years ago, were you joking or under the influence of drugs?. “
“ No, really. I'm still sane, it happened five years ago. A man kidnapped my son, that man named Robert. He was the adoptive father of our son, so we let the man take our son. He promised to take our son home, but for five years he disappeared. We live in Norway because I have a job there, I keep finding out about Robert's whereabouts without a trace. Until a week ago we met an old friend, he said that seeing Robert in London was precisely South Kengsinton about five years ago. So we're here, we've done our best to get our son back. We were almost broke but our son never met. “ Wilson keeps saying non-stop, with some emphasis on the important part.
“ Well, we will fight as much as we can to find your child. “ said the inspector while typing some reports that he thinks are important. “ If you can Know what your child's name is?. “
The policeman stared at Wilson's wife, his face looked Asian. The inspector actually felt a little amused to hear Wilson's statement, it felt strange indeed. A couple came and reported their son who went missing five years ago, plus those who turned out to be British citizens but did not live in the UK. A police chief approached them, who had apparently heard almost the entire Wilson story.
“ What's wrong with cadets?. “ said the police chief.
“ Mr. Wilson admitted to losing his son five years ago. “
“ so yes, what's his name.?, maybe I've got a case about this child. “
“ Aqila sir. “
The police officer seemed to think for a moment. “ Ah I remember, five years ago James once housed a daughter named Aqila. Reportedly the girl ran away and stole a few dollars from her wallet. “
“ My son is not a thief. “ Mrs Wilson who was silent shouted angrily making everyone surprised. “ She must be scared, she's scared and hungry. Oh my poor son Aqila. “ The woman cried sobbing.
Wilson tried to calm his wife. “ Maybe it's not our son, but we better check the truth. If you'd know where I could meet James?. “
“ He just moved to Rotherham housing in south Yoksire, you can find him there. Here, I'll write down the phone number and address for you. “ The Police Chief took a stiky note and wrote down James' address and phone number.
“ dear, we don't need to meet him. It's not our son, our son is not a thief. “
“ Thank you for your help, police, thank you for bringing you Gifts. Maybe only two boxes of donuts, but this is all we have “ Wilson said as he handed her a plastic donut box.
“ No need to bother. “ said the young inspector.
“ Don't hesitate, I don't think we can afford to spend it tonight. “
The Chief of Police received a small gift from Wilson with a friendly smile.
“ To be honest, My wife has suffered a little mental breakdown since Aqila died. Thank you for the help. “ Wilson said as he exited the Hayes police building.
Wilson and his wife passed away, the atmosphere began to calm but the Police Chief laughed amusedly. He has never had a case like this.
“ Strange couple, okay everything we have two doughnut lotions here. “
Meanwhile in the silver-colored Cadillac car Wilson's partner passes away, they search for a quiet road and are far from the reach of the surveillance cameras. Then they opened their disguise, the woman activated her phone and called someone.
(DeathKnell Secret Headquarters.)
Drrtts......
“ yes....., good work. Did they suspect?................., James what is his full name.... Donutnya also you have given, good work now they will forget the incident tonight. “ Mr. Kenal turned off the phone and turned towards the young man who was in front of him.
“ My men have taken care of that cop, now you take care of the rest.., and James is waiting for me wherever you are“.
The young man before him, back to the surveillance cameras around Halsey's police station and erased some of the footage, broke into a computer at Halsey's police station, and deleted the complaint data regarding Wilson and his wife.
“ It's Show time. “
