Finding the serial killer

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Jake’s POV

I method I've been told to help my anxiety, the breathing flower. I have to concentrate on my surrounding, my perfume and count my breathe, it’s supposed to help me. I'm not sure it can help me by helping me not go through all this luck. “Captain, may I come in?” I've never been so connected with the coldness of my palm, the wobble in my fingers and the goosebumps all over my body than now, and I've been through this before just last week, and week before that and before that. I think I'm here so Captain can vent out his anger on me.

“Walk in detective.” His abrasive voice just feared me all the more. He isn’t in a good mood. I knocked on the door and he personally walked up to scout me in. Uh! his mood is f****d up, what a luck to be here at this time, he must have scolded by the higher ups. I'm going to get run all over today.

“Sit.” He stood by the chair I was forced to sit in. his hands gripping on to the handles of the head rest of the chair. I can hear the silent squeaks from his tightness around it. He let go of the chair, so I moved up and knocked my knees on his desk. “I have a list of things to say.” I turned to his side. He massaged his temple walking back and forth from the door to the chair, he is too tall, too intimidating for me to just look anywhere but him.

“Captain—” he strides quickly to the opposite side of the desk. Grabs a file from there and threw it at me. “We caught the killer.” I asserted. “We solved the case in two days.” We did, but why is he saying with so much anger that I feel like he is almost disappointed that we did.

“And well, you don’t disappoint me with your idiocrasy.” he sat down. “You two finally solved a case successfully but I don’t know I should be happy about it or disappointed, something, there is always something you mess up.” He grabbed another file. “Your test’s score was close to perfect. I thought you are some geniuses. Not every genius is meant for this work, you sure are not, so back to learning gravity and Newton. This job isn’t gonna work for you and because of you I might have to fire Emily. She won't reach her potential if she is stuck with you.”

“Please Captain—” He sighed so loud at my words.

“I've heard it many times already. I won’t beat around the bush detective.” That would be so less dreadful that what I'm in right now. “This is the fifth time you’ve passed out on duty. Third time putting your partner in vulnerable position and second time getting hurt yourself. you might not know, but you are breaking records for this precinct. You’ve been stabbed, taken hostage, fooled, what more do you plan to do? We have a reputation here, that you’ve left no efforts to throw away. I'm fresh out of chances and patience. It would be better if you let go this time. go back to you family, do what your father wants. I can pity you once, but not always.”

“But… Captain, at least let me explain. Things were completely under control. It’s just… it was so sudden, she attacked on us. It was just a mistake, everything was fine before that.”

“Look detective, we are in a kind of job where one mistake won't deduct few dollars from your salaries or an employee of the year award, but it costs the lives of your partner, or the one we are supposed to protect. Lives that we pledged to protect should never be in danger just because we made a mistake.”

“I understand Captain, and I'm not making any excuses but a promise. I'll accept it as my last chance.

“Then listen to me carefully, find some cure for your phobia, do whatever you can, but in a week. I don’t have much time. prove me that you are deserving of this job in a week. This is all you deserve to have, you and Emily will resign from this precinct.”

“A week?” seven days to do what I've been trying to do for thirty days, that seems too cruel, and I'm not even counting myself in it. it’s unfair for Emily. “That’s too less. Captain.”

“I've never wasted so many efforts on anyone but you. all because you father has been somewhat a respectful figure. If I'm not seeing any results, I won't be wasting anymore time. Just a week. Figure out what you want from it. leave your badge and gun here. Take it when you are really ready.” He’s cruel, he’s unfair, but I can't say anymore to him. sad shouldn’t know about this.

“Yeah!” I feel like I've been stripped naked. Police with no pride, no proof, no ID.

I've never more clueless in my life. everywhere I look, it’s dark. I can never go back, I can't find any other job, I can't work with dad. I need this job.

“What did he say?” Emily shook me out of that darkness.

“Suspended me for a week.”

“A week?”

“Could be more, I'll be fired.” I don’t tell her she will be too. “I need to fix this phobia Emily, I don’t know why I'm so afraid of blood, it’s smell. I can't lose this job for this weakness. I can't go back.”

“I know.” She patted on my shoulder. I might cry. I don’t want to. when emotions gets too overwhelming, I try to calm myself making myself aware of the surroundings but it detached me completely from the reality. “You'll do well. we’ll figure it out.”