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⚠️ Homicide warning ⚠️

⚠️ Mentions of dead body ⚠️

A few day's later..

no one's pov 

"And today on breaking news. New York county jail need's your help on finding a missing therapist named Ms.Tierney. She worked for the juvenile detention facility for three years..."

(F•N) listened to the news and kept working,the past few days has been odd. Desmond dissapeared,Rosa hasn't shown up for work and now a therapist is missing? It was alot of pressure for the 9-9.

(F•N) kept glancing at the elevator doors hoping that Rosa would walkthrough them. 

"(F•N) are you okay?" 

"Hi Sargent,I'm okay. Any word from Rosa or Desmond?" She asked to Terry.

"Nope. But I did get a letter from your boy Oilver. So here." Terry said as he slid the letter to (F•N)

She smiled as something positive was happening to her. (F•N) giddily opened the letter and scanned throughout the first few sentences. Her smile faded quickly and morphed into fear.

"He's back and is coming for me..."

The sentence repeated in (F•N)'s head making her anxious and shrink,she shoved the letter into her pocket and quickly got up. Terry notices her quick movement. "What did the letter say?" He asked.

"Huh? Oh! He just wanna to meet me in private. It will probably be quick!" She said walking down the emergency stairs. She scurried down to Terry's car (because she doesn't have her own) and quickly drove to the New York juvenile center.

(F•N) kept reading the letter and trying decipher the word's,she didn't know where Ghost was. Guess he had good nickname after all. Once she arrived at the center she quickly walked in.

"Hey,I'm here to see a juvenal named Oilver Abbott." (F•N) said almost out of breath.

"Oh yes! I was told you'v be coming here. He's in the courtyard,a officer will escort you." The receptionist said.

"Thank you" (F•N) whispered as the officer took her to the courtyard.

She walked and turned on what seemed like infinite corners until she found the warm,grassy terrain. The officer told her where Oilver was sitting.

(F•N) slowly walked up to Oilver who was laying in the grass with his knees covering his face. "Oilver?" She asked him.

He jumped up and hugged her tightly. "Whoah! Hey,Buddy! What's going on?" (F•N) said to him.

"I have so much to tell you about the past few day's. Please tell me you have some paper." He said in a hurry.

"Yeah– Yeah! I do. What's going on?" (F•N) said pulling out her notebook.

"Let's go over to the basketball court,t-then I'll tell you everything I know." Oilver said shaken up.

They both headed towards the basketball court and sat down at the gate.

"First, Let's talk about the letter. What do you mean Ghost is back?" (F•N) said ready to write down.

"He's in New York as we speak. Now I may told you about him,but I never told you what he's looks like. He spoke to me (F•N)." Oilver said nervously.

"He spoke to you? When?" (F•N) said with urgency in her voice.

"A couple days ago,I was so hesitant about sending that letter to you. He told me everything that we was gonna do to me and to everyone that messed my operation from a while ago. Then that was it!" Oilver said scared for his life.

"Do you know where he could be now?" (F•N) asked.

"Do work with someone named Desmond Macintosh?" Oilver asked while choking on tears.

(F•N) notices his tears and got closer to him. "Oilver,what's wrong?!" She asked.

"Desmond Macintosh is Rio Pilzemo,the third ranking of the Phantasm clan and he's been working with you. And I don't know how much information he got just from you guys alone." Oilver said in one breath.

There was silence between the two,(F•N) could feel her chest get heavy and hard to breathe. What's more horrible about his situation is that Rosa never came in,Rio dissapeared and that Therapist is missing. She didn't want to put two and two together.

"Oilver,what's your therapist name?" (F•N) asked in fear.

"You must of heard about her,she went missing a on last week Thursday. I didn't notice anything particular about her,she just went home normally. Ms. Tierney is her name. Her office is down the hall. I could show you." Oilver said.

"Please do." (F•N) said

They both got up and headed towards Ms. Tierney's office down the hall,she opened the door but it was unlocked.

"Wouldn't this door be normally be locked?" (F•N) said walking into the office.

"Yes and no,she would normally just let kids into her office. Unless she's working on something else then she should lock it." Oilver stated and looking around her office.

Nothing really stood out strange or weird to them. It was like nothing was touched.

" So she wouldn't be attacked here,most likely she would be attacked at her home–"

*Detective! This is Sargent Terry,come in detective!*

"(F•N) here,over!" 

*We need you over at 17th street W boulevard,they found a deceased woman in her house. Over*

(F•N) snapped her fingers and Oilver quickly handed her mail and a photo of therapist.

"Give me some details quickly." (F•N) asked Terry.

*Asian-American women,late twenties,brunette hair. There suspecting that is the missing therapist from the juvenile center. Is everything okay? Over.*

"Crap..." (F•N) mumbled to herself. "Yes I'm fine Sargent,I'll be at the location soon." (F•N) said turning off her walkie-talkie.

"It's her...isn't it?" Oilver said expecting the worst.

"I don't wanna jump to conclusions...but probably. I'm so sorry Oilver." (F•N) said in sympathy.

"It's alright,I think it's best if you go." Oliver said fiddling with his arms.

"I'll be back though,don't worry Oilver. You are still safe." (F•N) said patting his back and then leaving.

(F•N) ran back into Terry's car and entered the driver's seat. She took in a whole lot of air then screamed out her emotions in the car. She then drove off to the location given by Terry.

(F•N)'s mind was running laps from the information dumped on her,how was she gonna break this to the 9‐9? The man they've been looking for was right with them! and they never suspected at thing...

Rosa...

(F•N) pulled to the scene with Terry,Jake and Boyle standing outside.

"There you are! How was the visit with Oilver?" Boyle asked.

(F•N)'s facial expression gave away the answer. "You guy's,I have so much to say because he gave me a lot to say but I wanna get this case out of the way." She said.

"What did he say? What's going on?" Jake said concerned.

"Just wait until we head back to the 9-9,let's just focus on this." (F•N) said walking through the police tape.

The other detectives pointed (F•N) to the bodies location,it was in a bedroom of short. (F•N) opened the door and saw Ms. Tierney laying on the bed with a gnarly injury.

"Tell me about her,did we find a ID on her?" (F•N) asked.

"We have twenty-seven year old, Alicia Tierney,she immigrated from Beijing at a young age. No criminal record,just a blank slate. Neighbors reported that she was being carried by a man. They couldn't get any visuals and when asking the man he replied with "Had too much to drink" Boyle stated.

(F•N) could feel her head started to throb slightly. "Oilver trusted this woman and now shes gone. After what he told me this afternoon, I'm don't wanna think that he could of done this.."

Jake placed his and on (F•N)'s shoulder for comfort. "Look,I know this might be hard for you,but if we wanna catch this guy we need some lead's. So gimme!" Jake said trying to grab (F•N)'s notebook.

"I don't know how you're going to react when I tell you. Because this might change how everything in the 9-9!" (F•N) said nervously.

"How come?" Boyle said.

"Because–"

"I KNOW WHO DID THIS!" 

The quadruple turned around at the disgruntled female standing at the doorway, there eyes widened in shock.

"Rosa?"

-ˏˋ⋆𝖜𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖓 𝖇𝖞 𝖒𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖊 ⋆ˊˎ-

a/n : giving myself a pat on the back because I'm very proud of this chapter and myself for finishing this in one day 😌✌💞💞