Chapter 2 – Suspicious Behavior
It took me a while to recover from the shock. I had just witnessed a teenager murder a man in cold blood. My heart was still racing when I left the subway, quickly heading for the nearest police station.
The officers on duty looked at me like I was crazy as I ranted and raved about the murder. It was obvious that they wouldn't take me seriously if I behaved like a madwoman, so I, as calmly as possible, asked to speak with the commanding officer. A well meaning lieutenant took me to their Captain's office and introduced me to a burly middle-aged man. He dismissed the lieutenant and shook my hand before asking what the problem was.
By then I had calmed considerably and was able to explain what happened in detail. As I described the teenage killer I notice the Captain going pale. He looked around nervously after I finished my tale, fidgeting on his chair as if searching for his words.
"You needn't worry, Doctor Maclay, we'll take care of everything now." He assured me rather unconvincingly.
"Just like that?" I lifted an eyebrow at him, letting him know that I wasn't going to fall for that bullshit.
"Yes, well, it is our job after all." He fingered the collar of his shirt. "I thank you for your cooperation, Doctor, we'll start working on it right away."
I shot him a piercing look, one my mother had often used on me when she thought I wasn't telling her something. Apparently it had the same effect on him as it had on me. He reddened, his eyes darting around nervously.
"This isn't the first time a murder like this happened, is it Captain?"
"Of course not, NYC is full of creeps, people are dyin' everyday." He stalled.
"Would you happen to know this redhead, Captain?" I insisted, determined on making him cave.
"Look, ma'am, this really ain't none of your business." He glared at me, confirming my suspicion that there was more to it than he was letting on.
"That's where you're wrong, my dear Captain. I just witnessed a murder, so it is very much my business to know what's going on here."
He opened his mouth to protest, but I cut him off before he could do so. "I could simply go to your superiors, I'm sure they would be happy to enlighten me. I, however, am not sure if they would be so happy to know this highly suspicious attitude of yours, Captain."
He paled considerably, looking panicked for a moment. He grunted something under his breath and opened a drawer on his desk. For a second I feared he would pull a gun on me, but he took out what looked like a simple business card.
"You listen now, lady, you're getting more in your plate than you can chew. I'm just followin' my orders, but if you want answers it's with this man you ought talk to." He thrust the card into my hand.
I looked at it curiously, noticing there was only a phone number, no name or anything. "Thank you, Captain, you've been most helpful." I said, pocketing the card.
"If I were you I'd just forget what happened and stay as far from this whole thing as possible." He said somberly.
"Not likely." I told him over my shoulder as I exited his office.
I walked out of the station, ignoring the curious looks I got from the officers, and walked briskly to my apartment. I had a phone call to make.
To Be Continued…
