Well, chapter two is here. Not bad, huh? An update this soon! Well, I thought that only this once, I will update this soon…Mainly because I feel if you guys want to decide whether to follow the story or not, you need to at least see some of the other characters, no?

I will try as much as I can to have this fanfic be weekly updated considering that I already have most of it planned.

Hope you enjoy this one and always remember that reviews are highly appreciated!

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Chapter Two: Almost an accident

I stared at the screen and the horrific pictures they were showing of the victim and felt my heart pounding hard in my chest. Could it be that whoever is sending me those roses and notes knows who the serial killer is? But if that person really did, why in the world did he or she choose me out of all detectives?

"This is nothing but a publicity stunt," scoffed Sam as he turned off the TV.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes and say, "You don't say."

Leaning back in his chair, he explained to me rather pompously, "Of course. It's crystal clear. Serial killers are generally no ones who have no family and no lives and are willing to take drastic measures to see something they're doing broadcasted on TV."

"You mean to tell me that people of high birth don't kill?"

"Mattie Mattie Mattie!" He said laughing, "They do … But only those that mean something to them. That fellow we have over there kills a woman every month or so. And there are no connections whatsoever between those women."

To be honest, I decided to mute the rest of the conversation out pretending to be focusing on the case I was working on. The truth, however, was that the case was the last thing on I mind.

…..

"Matt! It's so good to see you!" exclaimed Mimi as I entered the office of my best friend, Tai Kamiya.

Mimi was Tai's fiancée. She defined gorgeousness and grace with her perfect body and her long light brown hair that framed her face. She was an ex-model for a reason after all. But what accented her beauty was her kind heart that resembled that of my best friend. You could practically see the warmth in her hazel eyes.

After Serena's death, I spent months living like a zombie. While it was understandable that I would feel that way considering I lost my wife and unborn child on one night, I was unbearable at times. I would refuse to eat for days and withdraw to silence. Mimi and Tai, however, didn't give up on me and stayed with me. They helped me move on one night at a time. While I still suffered because of my loss, at least now, I was alive. I was moving on. And I owe it all for my best friend and Mimi.

A small smile appeared on me face as I said, "Likewise. Seeing you always makes my day."

"She's taken, blondie. Flirting will get you nowhere."

I turned around to see my brown haired friend. His hair was messy as always. It's always been a problem for Tai ever since we were children. No matter what he did, his stubborn hair always rebelled against him. His chocolate brown eyes twinkled with mischief and humor.

Tai worked as a police officer. For years, he proved himself worthy of that badge he wore on his chest proudly. As a kid, he had always been an athlete. From soccer to basketball and Tennis, he tried them all. That did pay him well now. He could run for miles and miles at a time without losing speed or breaking a sweat.

Mimi chuckled and walked to Tai's desk to give him a quick kiss on the cheek. I couldn't help but smile at them, then, said in my usual sarcastic tone, "Don't count on it, bushy head. I still have my charm."

"Seriously, boys will always be boys." Mimi commented chuckling before taking her purse and saying, "I have to go now. The men from the furniture store should be arriving soon." After putting on a fancy hat on her head, she winked at us and said," Don't kill each other." And with that she was gone.

I turned my head to look at Tai and noticed the dreamy look in his eyes. "Honestly, get married already. What are you two waiting for?"

"Well…we needed to make sure the house was ready."

"And since the furniture is arriving, I would say it is." I said as I sat down on a chair across from Tai's desk.

"We also needed to wait for me to be able to take a vacation."

"And when is that going to be?"

Sighing, Tai ran a hand through his bushy hair in an attempt to make it lie down and said, "Not anytime soon…Things are messy here to say the least."

"Because of the murders?"

"Yeah…We can't seem to keep up. We are at a disadvantage." Tai got up and walked to the window, then went on, "We can't seem to predict his next move. We don't see any patterns. Nothing seems to be connecting the women killed. I highly doubt that they even knew the criminal before their death."

One of those women was Serena…She had always been a very loving woman. We argued at times, but that was because she cared. I know that now. I didn't see why anyone would want to kill her. She did nothing wrong and yet she was dead.

Before the misery took over me again, I said, "That's why I'm here, Tai. I need a favor."

Smiling, Tai feigned pain and said, "And here I was thinking that you just came here to see your best friend." Leaning by the wall, he asked, "How can I help you, blondie?"

"I need the files of all the murdered women…I think I …"

Before I finished the sentence, Tai interrupted, "Matt, I know you're angry and you want to avenge Serena, but dwelling over the files would only make the pain worse."

"I am not doing this for me." I said defending myself. Tai gave me a disbelieving look, so I added, "Well…Maybe I am. But not just for Serena. I don't want anyone else to lose their beloved one because of that psycho … And I think I might have a lead."

"Oh yeah? What kind of a lead?" asked Tai still not believing me.

"Well…I don't have it yet…But someone has been contacting me lately…And I think he or she knows something about the murderer."

"Matt…If you do know something, why don't you just file a report?"

I looked him straight in the eye, "This is my case, Tai. My career can really start with this. And I want to avenge Serena myself…Besides, if that person chose me to ask for help, don't you think there could be a reason for that?"

Tai seemed thoughtful for a second, then said, "I am crazy for going through with this…I will try to bring you the files. No promises though…Those files in particular are protected."

On my way home, my thoughts were all over the place. Between the cases I had to work on for Sam and the 'white rose' case as I started to call it in my head, I wasn't really paying attention to where I was driving…Very immature of me, especially that it was raining hard, but that's what happened.

Suddenly, however, a woman appeared in front of my car and I barely had the time to brake before I hit her. As soon as the car came to a halt, I quickly got off and hurried to help her.

"I am extremely sorry. I…Are you okay?" I asked helping her up.

She pushed the hat she was wearing up to reveal her face. She was stunning. Her eyes were unique. They looked as if they were made of fire. They didn't look scary, however. They were warm and inviting.

Her long hair red hair fell on her back smoothly with a few locks sneaking from under the hat to frame her face.

She looked taken aback when she saw my face as if she had seen me before, but then she smiled and said, "It was my fault. I didn't look before I crossed the street."

When she got up, I took a better look at her and noticed that she was soaked wet. "You'll get a cold if you walk like this. Do you live nearby?"

She smiled at me and said starting to walk away, "I'm going to be fine. Don't worry about it. It's not too long of a walk from here."

"How long of a walk is it?" I asked reaching for her hand to stop her from walking away from me.

She turned around and replied, "Honestly…It's not a problem. Besides, I am sure you have somewhere to be."

Shaking my head, I said, "I won't be able to sleep at night knowing I caused you to walk home all wet like this…Please….allow me to drive you."

She seemed to be contemplating my offer, then it was like some light shone up in her eyes and she said, "I…Well…Thank you…But I'll get your car wet."

I quickly smiled and said walking towards the car, "Don't worry about this! Look! I will put this cover here and you won't get the seat wet at all." After putting the cover on the seat, I turned around and said, "Besides…Getting a seat wet is better than you getting wet, don't you think? At least it won't get a cold."

She chuckled at what I said, then, got into the passenger seat. After closing her door, I went to my seat and drove off. Turns out she lived about twenty minutes away from here!

"You've got to be kidding me. You want to walk that long this wet?!"

She twirled a lock of her hair as she said, "It's not too bad. I like walking in the rain."

"Not this wet!" I repeated myself.

"I didn't want to bother you."

"I would have been bothered more if I left you knowing that you had to walk this wet." I explained looking ahead.

We were silent for a while, then, I asked trying to break the ice, "What's your name?"

She hesitated for a second, before replying eventually, "Sora."

"I'm Matt."

"Pleasure to have met you, Matt." She said politely.

"Likewise…Even though I'd have preferred if we met under drier circumstances."

A chuckle escaped her as she looked away. I sneaked a look at her. She was smiling… Something about her reminded me of Serena…They did look similar to each other….But something about Sora was different. Her eyes, warm as they were, showed strength.

"Do you work nearby?" I asked as I looked back ahead.

"Yeah," came her simple answer. She paused then added, "I am a florist."

"I guessed that much."

She raised an eyebrow at me and asked, "How did you guess that?"

"You smell like flowers…It's too faint and pure to be a perfume."

She smiled and asked, "I see…You're observant."

I nodded with a small smile of my own before parking in front of a small house that was surrounded with tall trees and flowers of every kind.

"Thank you, Matt." She said as she got out. After giving me another smile, she went inside and closed the door.