The Best Dream A Girl Could Dream
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Chapter Six: Investigating and Sleuthing
-=Day Two=-
7:59
“Did you call the others?” Jen asked as CJ walked back into their office. She was wearing a light blue shirt with her strap holster covering it. She was sitting back in her chair with her feet up on CJ’s chair, facing the door. CJ had taken off his jacket and was only wearing a white t-shirt. Ames was still working in Revere, helping taking out wounded and bodies out of the wreckage.
“Yeah, I called them. I explained all I could. They’re pretty scared.” He said.
“As they should be! Look at this mess, CJ. One hundred thousand dead. All in one night. How could that have happened? And not just dead, but slaughtered. Even the Empire-…” She paused, as she let the words sink in. “Even the Empire didn’t kill that many within one night.”
“I understand that. I hear you, Jen. I really do. But we do need to figure out how this happened.” CJ moved over and sat down on Jen’s desk. He put his hand on her shoulder, reassuringly. “So let’s just get down to business, okay?” She looked up at him and then nodded quickly. “Good, now what facts do we have?”
“Well, almost three fourths of Revere is destroyed. Over one hundred thousand men, women and children dead. There’s no real evidence of what caused all of the damage but thousands of the victims have burn marks on them. So we’re thinking fire is a possible cause.” Jen said, reading through papers.
“How would someone use that much fire?” CJ asked.
“Who knows, just a possibility. Plus we do have to take in the hundreds, even thousands of reports of the “cloaked figures.” How can we just let these sightings just be marked as negligible? There’s so many of them. How can that many people make them up?”
“Well Jen, until we have either vivid proof or an officer sighting, we can’t take them seriously, according to the books. We just write them down and keep them under report.” CJ responded.
“What we need is a first-hand report that comes in like, tonight. That way, we can get to the scene quickly. That would make it so much easier.”
“Unfortunately, things like that don’t happen. Anyways, what else do we have?”
“Not much else. CJ, we’re stumped.”
CJ stayed quiet but he turned to her and looked into her eyes. She could see the fear and worry in them. “I know.” He finally said.
“Hey you two!” One of the other officers burst in, holding a cell phone. “We have a caller claiming she’s seen one of the “cloaked figures” here, in Melrose. You need to get there, now!”
The two didn’t even look at each other; they grabbed their jackets, grabbed other items that they needed and burst out the door.
Chapter Six: Investigating and Sleuthing
-=Day Two=-
7:59
“Did you call the others?” Jen asked as CJ walked back into their office. She was wearing a light blue shirt with her strap holster covering it. She was sitting back in her chair with her feet up on CJ’s chair, facing the door. CJ had taken off his jacket and was only wearing a white t-shirt. Ames was still working in Revere, helping taking out wounded and bodies out of the wreckage.
“Yeah, I called them. I explained all I could. They’re pretty scared.” He said.
“As they should be! Look at this mess, CJ. One hundred thousand dead. All in one night. How could that have happened? And not just dead, but slaughtered. Even the Empire-…” She paused, as she let the words sink in. “Even the Empire didn’t kill that many within one night.”
“I understand that. I hear you, Jen. I really do. But we do need to figure out how this happened.” CJ moved over and sat down on Jen’s desk. He put his hand on her shoulder, reassuringly. “So let’s just get down to business, okay?” She looked up at him and then nodded quickly. “Good, now what facts do we have?”
“Well, almost three fourths of Revere is destroyed. Over one hundred thousand men, women and children dead. There’s no real evidence of what caused all of the damage but thousands of the victims have burn marks on them. So we’re thinking fire is a possible cause.” Jen said, reading through papers.
“How would someone use that much fire?” CJ asked.
“Who knows, just a possibility. Plus we do have to take in the hundreds, even thousands of reports of the “cloaked figures.” How can we just let these sightings just be marked as negligible? There’s so many of them. How can that many people make them up?”
“Well Jen, until we have either vivid proof or an officer sighting, we can’t take them seriously, according to the books. We just write them down and keep them under report.” CJ responded.
“What we need is a first-hand report that comes in like, tonight. That way, we can get to the scene quickly. That would make it so much easier.”
“Unfortunately, things like that don’t happen. Anyways, what else do we have?”
“Not much else. CJ, we’re stumped.”
CJ stayed quiet but he turned to her and looked into her eyes. She could see the fear and worry in them. “I know.” He finally said.
“Hey you two!” One of the other officers burst in, holding a cell phone. “We have a caller claiming she’s seen one of the “cloaked figures” here, in Melrose. You need to get there, now!”
The two didn’t even look at each other; they grabbed their jackets, grabbed other items that they needed and burst out the door.