This is my first. Constructive criticism would be good. All mistakes are mine. I do not own Ashes to ashes.
A Tragic Day
"Alexandra Drake, the first female Detective Inspector of the Metropolitan Police has died today after a fatal stabbing inside an Italian Restaurant after she, her daughter and a number of customers were taken hostage by a police officer who was found to be involved in police corruption and the planning of the failed King Douglas Lane gold bullion burglary. It has been revealed that Inspector Drake had figured out the burglary the night before it was due to happen. It has also been revealed that the night before the burglary she was suspended by her DCI, Detective Chief Inspector Gene Hunt for unknown reasons. Sources say that the two of them had argued aggressively the night before, more so then usual ending with DCI Hunt making a threat towards her life in the heat of anger according to these reports. Recent evidence shows that DI Drake was being stalked and targeted by the said corrupt officer who has been taken into questioning along with his accomplice Jeannette Rivens whom have committed the fatal stabbing. Witnesses of this shocking invent says that DI Drake was protecting her only daughter Molly Drake, whom she was briefly reunited with after a long period of separation just before her death. Sources say that DI Drake was in shock when the stabbing took place and passed away quickly in the arms of DCI Gene Hunt, with her daughter and fellow colleagues surrounding her."
Molly Drake sat quietly watching the television in the police station along with her mother's fellow colleagues in CID who had quietly bowed their heads to hide the tears that were in their eyes. The murder of their DI had come as a shock to them when they had heard the news before it was broadcasted.
A single tear fell from her eyes and slid down her cheek, it has been a traumatic 24 hours. It was bad enough to lose your mother to a bullet in the head and a post operation infection; it was quite another thing to have your mother so brutally and violently snatched away from you in front of your own eyes along with everyone else in the room. Now, as she looked around the room of this strange world that her mother had inhabited for god knows how long, she realised that she had no one now, at least not in this decade. Her father would be just a snotty kid and her godfather doesn't even know that she exists. She stared down at her blood stained shirt and felt her stomach twist once more. She refused to take off the shirt even though she knew it had to be handed in for evidence. She was still trying to take in her situation when she heard the footsteps of the mighty Manc Lion – Gene Hunt.
But when she looked up at him she knew, just by looking into his eyes, that this man was no longer the Gene Hunt that was described in Sam's recorded experiences that she had been reading. Oh no. The man whom was standing before her looked like his entire world had been shattered beyond repair.
Hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Next one will look at Gene and his POV of what happened that night and the day after. Don't worry, we will get to see Alex soon. All part of the story.
