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CHAPTER 5 THE DOCTOR

  • “Damn, this is horrible, man.” A man barely on his 5ft tall in height scrunched his nose. He is wearing a khaki pants, and a flannel over his white undershirt. The cloth hug his masculine physique as he’s been on his field of work, when he received a phone call from the station in Belize.
  • A witness had died.
  • “Geez, she’s our only lead.” The other male on his company had a disappointing look on his eyes. With Ella Rodriguez being dead, this means a whole new picasso to start over again. She was there. The night, wherein the corpse on the cathedral identified as Indigo Marquez died on the hands of whom they now called as the reaper. The chaeron of hell. An angel of death. He hunted sheep’s during the night, to pry on how they deems harmless, unaware, and oblivious of how he brought the calamity on their porch. He plotted murders in depth that everybody were left clueless how his shadows seems slick, cloaked in utter treacherous darkness.
  • Disheartened, the pair of their eyes landed across the lifeless corpse on the metal bed. At first glance, Ella appeared to be on a deep sleep. She looks to be in peace as if the commotion earlier hadn’t actually occurred. To think that they are all just a nightmare, yet an ugly truth that’s not supposed to be keep in denial.
  • There’s a sudden knock. The two looked at each other.
  • “Are you expecting somebody?” The male on a flannel sleeves asked.
  • “No.” The latter shook his head.
  • They haven’t had any time to react, when the wooden door were pushed open. A pair of leather shoes, a white coat, and a male similar onto one of the young officer entered. He have a black hair, yet the twinge of grey indicates that the man could either be on his late 40’s. He is formally dressed, an audemars piguet on his left wrist, a cream-coloured pants and a polo underneath his white lab coat presumably evoke the two police officer to assumed that he may be a doctor in profession.
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  • But what could be his business on their station? Gerry, the man who is much taller, and Summer both have the same thoughts.
  • “Is this where—” He gave the papers he brought one look. “—Ms. Ella Rodriguez was?”
  • “Yes?” Unsure, Gerry frowns. “But we are not informed that a doctor would visit Ms. Rodriguez, or had you just been summoned?”
  • “Well, apparently, I’ve been summoned, but not by the Belize station.” The doctor responded. “My name is Dr. Muller, and I was here accordingly to Rodriguez family’s request.”
  • “What?” It was Gerry and Summer’s turn to get confused. They are not expecting that.
  • Another uninvited guest enter, but unlike Dr. Muller, they knew who the person was. It’s their colleagues.
  • “Hey guys—” He paused for a moment. “Oh, I think you met Dr. Muller already—”
  • “What’s the meaning of this, Larry?” Gerry cut him off.
  • “Well, unfortunately, Ms. Rodriguez family requested to see her corpse. They wanted to investigate whether their daughter received maltreatment from us, blah blah blah, when in fact, we just asked questions, and we’re not some kind of barbaric people.” The one who’s named Larry made it obvious that his emphasis is directed towards Dr. Muller.
  • “What? That’s ridiculous man!” Gerry couldn’t believe it.
  • “Well, believe it or not, but that’s what they assumed.”
  • “But what about Detective Reed and Ruscov?” Summer interfere. “They are the one who’s been handling the case, so forth, can’t we at least wait for the two of them?”
  • “No.” It was Dr. Muller’s turn to respond. “I have a full-time schedule and I am not waiting for who knows when they would arrived, before moving Ms. Rodriguez body.”
  • “Do you have a legal consent?” It was Summer’s last hope.
  • “Well, young man, I do.” Dr. Muller gave him a deadpan look. “I wouldn’t be here in the first place if I have not.”
  • The three look at each other. Larry shrugged his shoulders, and both Gerry and Summer couldn’t do anything about it at all.
  • DETECTIVE RUSCOV AND DETECTIVE REED
  • “Can you just fucking slow down?! ” Charlie could not retain himself from throwing curses after another. “The fuck is your problem?!”
  • But Ruscov only trained his eyes ahead without paying any heed on him. His thoughts in shambles about the news. Ella died. It’s so sudden. Now that they had a chance no matter how tiny it could be slipped past across them. It could be their lead to solve the killing spree and murders around Mexico. To speak up about Miranda, Indigo, and the other victims buried 6fth under the ground keeping ahold their silent screams for justice educe an undeniable dismay from him. Ruscov couldn’t accept that they’d found a dead end after having an opportunity to infiltrate, and dig across who could be the reaper himself.
  • His black sedan drifted across the road. Clamours of honks and roars from the nearby cars expressed their displeasure at how fast he’s been pushing himself was. What he couldn’t brushed off even was the appearance of that woman. Why can she just comply? It is just some questions for pete’s sake! Why does she need to be stubborn and difficult?
  • “The fuck!”
  • Too lost, but awoken by the loud scream angst coming from Charlie. He suddenly grab the steering wheel to take over the control. Ruscov do not know what he’s been doing. Reed’s entire visage painted crimson that he deems to be mad, and both dumbstruck about something else. That’s when he realize that he’s been going for over 200 kilometres at 40 km/h. His speed is against the law. He could have been charged for speeding, a lawsuit and much worst strip life from whoever unfortunate people whom he could run into accidentally on the road.
  • The front wheels screeched, when Charlie forcefully pull over the sedan.
  • “What the fuck is your problem, Ruscov?!” He grab him on his collars. “I told you to fucking slow down! Are you fucking out of your mind?”
  • With clenched jaw, Ruscov turned his head. He couldn’t admit even on himself how reckless he has become. Reed’s rage is still vividly far itched on his face. He harshly released Ruscov from his hold.
  • “I’ll drive.” Charlie did not wait for a second. He stormed out from the car and turned around to where the driver seat was. Meanwhile, Ruscov remain silent. An unlikely silence, which is indifferent from how both bite each heads off for a remark.
  • The drive towards the station had been kept that way until they arrive. Charlie did not wait for him, and quickly went outside, when he saw the abstruse expression on their colleagues face that already unveiled the bad news yet to come.
  • “She’s been taken.” It’s Larry.
  • “By whom?” Charlie’s frustration evidently shown.
  • “Dr. Muller, a family doctor.” It’s Gerry’s turn.
  • “A family doctor?” Intrigued, Charlie’s goes on with his questions.
  • Ruscov followed suit behind the group.
  • “Hey, man.” Gerry acknowledge his presence. The latter only gave him a brief nod. Perhaps, Ruscov is still in shock about what he have done earlier. He lost his cool, and that wasn’t good.
  • “He just said he was?” said Larry. “He have some files on him, and actually, they are legal documents signed by court.”
  • Ruscov light a marlboro from his pockets. A family doctor? He thought, but then he stopped. He raked his thoughts so sudden to realize something seems odd.
  • “But Ms. Rodriguez is an average person, who is already an orphan.” The cigarette between his fingers was left unattended. “How can she have a family doctor, when she do not had a family on the first place? Well, not on the fact that have may have, but it’s been like years—no, on her files it says she’s been more than 7, when She’s abandoned by he down parents.”
  • “Are you telling me—” Their eyes widened.
  • “Fuck!”
  • “But the ironic thing is—” Ruscov finally regained his composure. “—What is he going to do with Ella’s body now that She’s dead?”
  • “But is she?” It was Charlie’s turn. “Fuck, who’s the police officer guarding her earlier?”
  • “U-uh, somebody that goes with the surname Miller—it also sounded like Miller. Miller from Muller—oh damn, had we been trick?” Larry couldn’t believe it even.
  • “That means one thing—” Ruscov placed the marlboro between his lips. “The reaper has been under our watch. But what I am concerned about is whether Ms. Rodriguez died or is she going to be killed.”
  • Ruscov and Reed’s eyes meet.
  • Charlie quickly grab his radio.
  • “This is Alpha 1, over.” He looks tense. “Dispatch all units, the reaper showed up, and he had abducted Ms. Ella Rodriguez, our primary witness about the murderer in Belize.”
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