Almost Obsessive

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After Ciara got a chicken roll and a coffee, Richard dropped her back off at the station. "I won't charge you this time", he said, smiling, "But we do need to meet up again". Ciara smiled and nodded, "We do. Thank you very much for dropping me off and picking me up". "I'll text you", Richard said, putting the car in reverse, "See you later, Ciara". Ciara waved goodbye, made it back to the police station, and found her way back into the room where Kieran was still studying the files. "How are we going?", she asked, planting herself in an office chair and digging into her roll. Kieran sighed and looked up at Ciara, "There are just too many that are possible", he said, throwing the file down, "Some of these guys should have been looked at years ago". "Don't disclose that to anyone", she warned, "You'd be kissing all our careers goodbye". "Calvin is still ringing my alarm bells", Kieran said, "I think we should start tracking him down". Ciara nodded, wiped her face and found a pen and notepad, writing the name down to look up later. "Is your roll any good?", Kieran asked, narrowing his eyes and eyeing up the food. "Absolutely delicious", she said, "I offered to get you something, but you said no". Kieran sighed; he just wanted to go home. 

Kieran and Ciara spent the next few hours still combing through the files and they narrowed the previous suspect's list from 12 to 7. "It's progress", Ciara said, "We will start with that Calvin bloke tomorrow". Kieran sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "I will see you tomorrow", he said, walking over to his car and gripping the handle. "We will get there, Kieran", Ciara reassured, "It will all be fine". Kieran smiled and nodded, he got into the car and shook his head. He started the car and drove out of the car park, he just wanted to keep driving and never go back to work. "I can't give up", he said to himself, "Think of the victims. Think of the parents". Kieran kept repeating that to himself until he reached his house. He wouldn't be happy until he knew the killer was dead or had paid for what he had done. 


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