The department is bustling more than ever. With it now being androids having the rights humans do, and doing anything that was a crime to a human is now a crime to an android, they had to almost double their workload. By that fact, they had added a few other androids to the mix, even making a special unit for them, that I happily decline to be part of. I like working with Lieutenant Anderson.
It isn't so bad. It's just a lot of hate crimes against androids at the moment. They claim it will calm down after awhile. They even had to make special safety building for androids because of the assault and murder rate on them. I was asked to move into one, when they threaten me at my job. Luckily, Hank offered a safe place for me.
"Connor, we got a case." Hank comes walking towards me. The man has a bit more swift in his step now. He seems more than happy to leave the office. Admittedly, I am too. "Ready for this one?" He pulls me to his car. I simply nod.
Hank still has a car you have to drive. I tried convincing him to get hands free car, but he just told me off when I tried. I still like the car too, so I guess it is okay to keep. It's a lot cleaner and well taken care of now that I am helping with him. Best I can do since I am staying with him.
"So what is this case, so far?" I ask after a while in the car. The quiet was getting to me, but I'm still not good a small talk.
"Well, it's an android who was killed. That's all I know." Hank taps on the steering while driving. He seems a little on edge.
"Why do you do that?" Not sure how to bring about how he was on edge, I point to his fingers now. "Why do you do that?"
"Helps me feel better, Connor." Is his response. The tapping stops once I point it out to him.
"Why are you upset?" I turn to look at him. I quickly scan and see he has began to sweat and his heart rate increased.
"Nothing Connor. Leave it be." He snaps at me. Hank body calms down when I do not precise.
"Is it okay if I play some music, Lieutenant?" My hand is already hovering over the button, ready to switch the music on. "It will be Jazz."
He looks at me from the corner of his eye. "That's fine." He begins to tap his finger again, but this time to the music. His heart rate calms down some.
"I believe last night I had a dream." I look forward as I speak. "It was strange. I was in the house. Sumo was able to speak to me, but not dog barking. He was talking in english to me. Do you humans have strange dream, too?"
"Humans have strange dreams, but they also have nightmares. Tell me about when you get one of those." Hank gives me a smirk. I quickly research nightmares and find myself feeling unsettled by what comes up. I quickly drop it.
"Lieutenant, what is the matter? Have I done something wrong? You are on edge." I finally ask what has been bothering me.
Hank turns to me at the red light. "You have done nothing. Drop it though." He grips the wheel as he speaks.
"Your actions say otherwise. What have I done Lieutenant?" I put my head to the side as I look at him. I scan him to see he is actually calming down.
"Just... Be more careful this time. Alright? You don't have a gun yet." He turns to look forward as the light turns green. I myself turn to look out the window.
We arrive at the apartment building and find a lot of people standing outside of it. Most hold signs saying stuff about androids aren't human and more anti android stuff. I stand tall, but yet I feel small more through the group as they shout hate stuff.
"Come on, Connor." Hank grabs me by my arm and pulls me faster inside. "You gotta move faster during that stuff. What if the crowd turned violent? Man, you are so reckless sometimes." He lets go of me. Then leads the way to the crime scene.
I walk slowly over to where Hank is standing. I missed the first half of the debriefing, but I do not miss when the officer said, "The suspect is still in the building."
"How do you know that?" Hank asks as he leans against the wall.
"We have an eyewitness and no one saw the suspect leave." The officer points to a woman. She is shaking and looking out the window.
I decide to leave the woman alone and investigate the body. The android is leaning up against the wall while laying on the floor. The impact from the two bullet holes must cased they to fall backwards. The holes are about nine millimeters in diameter. They did not exit the body.
I put some of the blue blood in my mouth. The android was named Thomas 934-023-394, model code unknown, and worked at the local hospital as a nurse. Thomas has been dead for about an hour and a half. He is also married to a human. The crime might be a hate crime.
Standing back up and head to the gun. Picking up one of the bullets casing off the ground, I find that it is not nine millimeters, but six millimeters. Picking up the gun next, I find that the gun had no fingerprints or gunpowder in or on it. This weapon wasn't used and the suspect is still armed. The suspect might be an android.
I turn around and notice footprints when scanning the room. Careful, I signal Hank that there is something. He takes note and pulls out his gun. Then moves along the wall to a side door as I move straight to the door the footprints went.
Without any second calculations, I open the door. The room is dark and I cannot see what is inside of it. I take a few steps forward to turn on the light. Flicking on the light, I find a gun aimed in my face.
"Don't move. Don't signal." The android is without its skin. It is hiding its barcode also by a scarf. He moves to where the gun is almost touching my head. "You are a disgusting deviant. Master told me to stop them."
His finger is wrapped around the trigger. He goes to squeeze as Hank pops out of the side door. He pulls the arm away from the gun, but it is too late. The gun has fired.