Chapter 1: New Case at Hand.
A/N: Well, I would hate to drop a bomb, but this' a story I've been wanting to do for quite some while. You might find the title interesting. It's named after a cool short game. Of course, I'll be playing around the vagueness of it. It might end with one case, or I might extend it, depending on how successful this is. Anyway, on to the story~.
The man sipped on his coffee, admiring the bitter aroma, aptly described as bittersweet. He pondered on why his brother always had it with cream and heaps of sugar. It was like adding impurities to the already perfect drink. Then again, the said brother of his had always been fond of licorice, and he brushed it aside, blaming it on his sweet tooth.
He stretched his hands, and was about to flip open a file for a check if all procedures had been done. This profession of his, after all, was a delicate one. With satisfaction, the man nodded to himself and continued to savour his drink. That is, till the serentiy was broken by a knock against his office door.
"Bondevik. May I?"
The English accent in the question had disclosed the visitor's identity long before said person entered.
"Ja, Arthur."
Even though he knew full well that he was not in Norway, he could not help but to let out a few words from his native tongue. He thought fondly about his homeplace, before gazing about the room as he waited for Arthur to seat himself. His office was rather... homely. This was not a surprise. The Norwegian had spent so many hours caught up at work that the office would be considered as another home of his.
"Let us drop the formalities, shall we, Lukas? My purpose today is to inform you of a new patient that would be under your supervision"
Arthur got up and dropped a thin file on his table. By the time Lukas looked up from the file, the Englishman had left.
...It must be important since he did not even give me an option to reject.
With a sigh, he flipped open the file. There was a brief summary of the profile, but all Lukas needed was the name and the address.
"Magnus Densen..." He mumbled his name experimentally. To Lukas' unseen delight, the location of his new patient was not far. As he got up and prepared to leave the office, he could not help but to read the minor details of the profile.
Tried for the Murder of his Wife. Sentence not given.
Reason: Instability of the Defendant's Mental Health
Murder...? That damned Brit.
Short. Yes. Will be longer next time. Promise. And I'll be switching to 1st Person POV. This's like a prologue.
Do review~
