My Werewolf System - chapter-275-prime-suspect
Lately, Anton Millstun had been spending more time inside his office
rather than out on the field. Not because there weren’t many crimes going
on in Slough, it was quite the opposite. It was because lately, a certain
case of his had become an obsession. In his office he had made a board,
with photos of different cases and linking them all together with names
“œThere really haven”™t been any more killings done by a crazed Altered
ever since Billy has been dealt with.â€ The Chief of Police talked out
loud, as he often did, since it helped him think more clearly.
â€œAll the deaths can be added up to him, but there are still things that
donâ€™t make sense. The main one being the blood that was found at the
alleyway and the death of Barry. Altered Hunters don’t go after anyone
other than Altered.
â€œThe theory that an Altered Hunter is also an Altered himself doesn’t
make sense in the case of Barryâ€™s death, and what reason would Billy
have had to go after him? There was zero relation between the two. Yet
with all Billy’s other victims, we were able to pinpoint them to those
underground fights he had.
â€œIâ€™m sure of it, although maybe not a mass murderer, there is another
Altered that is involved in all of this. One that isnâ€™t Billy, but
there hasn’t been any matches for their blood that was found on the
scene. On top of that, the case that started this all. The first kill of
Billy would have had to have been his parents. Which means the first case
at the building site is unrelated at all.â€
Heading over to his desk, Anton grabbed another picture and pinned it up
onto his board. It was a school student and a fairly large one as well,
with the name Gil written underneath it.
â€œAccording to the teachers at Westbridge, Gil was undoubtedly Barryâ€™s
closest friend. However, not long after his death, the teenager has
dropped out of school and no one has been able to get in contact with
him. According to his classmates he did sometimes claim that he would
just join the grey colour gang. However, after an attack they have
seemingly disbanded, and gotten absorbed by the red colour gang, which
means they’re no help any more either.
â€œCould he be the Altered Iâ€™m looking for? Regardless, even if he
isn’t, he might be able to provide me another perspective. Something,
that I might not be aware of.â€
Finally, heading back to the table once more, the officer picked up
another picture and put a pin in the centre. On it, there was a green
haired boy which he put next to the picture of a black boy with blonde
â€œBoth of them fought against Billy in those underground matches, and on
top of that they go to the same school as Barry and Gil. Somehow, this
whole school just seems to be a beacon for trouble. That green haired
kid, in particularâ€¦ I remember him, he was the one that rebelled
against the red colour gang members.â€
Taking out a big red marker, right by Garyâ€™s picture, Anton wrote
Altered with a question mark.
â€کThe picture I have of him at the moment, he looks different than when
I saw him.â€™
He had found the next person to interrogate, just then there was a knock
on the door. Before Anton could even answer, the door was opened from the
â€œNow, whoâ€™s the lucky guy who just volunteered to clean the toilets
for the next two weeks?â€ Anton asked, turning around, but when he saw
who it was, he wasnâ€™t so surprised any more.
â€œWe just came to inform you that we will be leaving Slough tomorrow.â€
Sadie declared, looking around at the mess inside of the room. If she
didnâ€™t know any better, the woman would have thought to have stumbled
into the lair of a psychopath.
â€œWhat about the second Altered Killer and what about the Altered
Hunters?â€ Anton raised his eyebrow.
â€œYou mean the ones who dealt with Billy for us? If there had been any
news, Iâ€™m sure you would have heard about it. Anyway, our superiors
have deemed the case to have been closed.â€ Sadie answered. â€œOf
course, we initially came here because of the three gang members deaths
and although Billyâ€™s blood wasnâ€™t found at the scene, the markings on
their bodies do fit the other deaths.â€
â€œThatâ€™s bull crap, and you know it!â€ Anton slammed his hands on the
desk. â€œAltered or not, an attack with bare hands should leave DNA! And
what about the one that attacked the high school student? There is still
a lot to do.â€
Sadie folded her arms like she knew that something like this was going to
happen, but she couldn’t be bothered to explain. Her partner Frank knew
that as well. Sloughâ€™s Chief of Police wouldnâ€™t give up so easily.
â€œSorry, Anton, but you know that the power of us White Rose agents is
limited. Even if we suspect that another Altered Killer might be out
there, for all we know he might have fled somewhere else. If there is
another death then we will come back as soon as possible, but for now
with no leads, there isn’t much we can do.â€
â€œNo leads?â€ Anton then revealed the board he had been working on as
he stepped to the side and placed his hand towards the two students.
â€œHereâ€™s your lead!â€
Seeing this, Sadie couldn’t help but scoff.
â€œWell, that just proves you have nothing but assumptions at best, and
not even good ones. We already went to the school and tested him. Donâ€™t
bother reading the report, there was nothing. That kidâ€™s blood was as
red as can be. Misguided as he might be, we know for sure that he isnâ€™t
an Altered. Anyway, we have said what we needed to say.â€
Before Anton could say anything else, Sadie left the room. Frank gave him
an apologetic look before closing the door. It was clear Anton was
frustrated, but turning around, he grabbed his pen and drew a big red X
on Garyâ€™s picture.
â€کIf they say heâ€™s not an Altered then they must have tested him, I
guess he really isn’t one.â€™
Taking the picture off the wall, Anton paused for a second.
â€œWhat made them think that he was an Altered in the first place? The
two of us came to the same conclusion butâ€¦ why?â€
Maybe there was still some hope in this case after all.
After leaving the police station, the two White Rose agents had hailed
down a cab and were heading to their hotel room. Sadie was celery annoyed
and Frank was trying to figure out what to say.
â€œYou know, he’s a good police officer. He’s working hard, you shouldn’t
give him such a hard time.â€ Frank said. Letting out a big sigh, Sadie
finally unfolded her arms. She then paused for a second before proceeding
to rub the area around her ankle.
â€œI knowâ€¦ I’m just frustrated. The wound still hasnâ€™t healed from
that day, and for some reason it’s been starting to itch more and more.
On top of thatâ€¦ wellâ€¦ you know the rest already.â€
Lately, Sadie had been experiencing some side effects and from the sounds
of it, they were getting worse.
â€œDon’t worry, that’s why we are heading back to the White Rose base.
The guy from the lab will take a look at you and find out whatâ€™s wrong
with it. You will be okay in no time, don’t worry.â€ Frank patted his
partner on her shoulder.