Steam rose from the brown styrofoam cup as Light impatiently tapped on his jawline with his fingertips while leaning against his hand at a small coffeeshop, perched at a chair nearing the entrance of the shop. Painted in mocha, creams and other warm hues of tan. It was small, with deep woods running throughout on the tables and counters. Cream colored counters where the baristas prepared the cups of Java for the masses from behind a wall of machines..

His eyebrows raised slightly when a panting blonde flopped tiredly into a chair next to him at his table next to the grand shop window. "I'm so sorry! My car wouldn't start and I didn't have your number… So I ran here."

Light released a small grin as his voice purred, "I see. I'm glad you could make it… So I guess we're taking my car then. Did you want anything? My treat." Daniel sighed heavily and nodded. The brunette sat back in his seat raising a well groomed eyebrow as he crossed his arms and legs. "Tell me something, Daniel, are you always late?"

Hanging his head slightly as he nervously pulled at his tie and the collar of his dress shirt that was obviously wrinkled beneath his suit coat. The blonde detective closed his eyes, "Yeah. Usually. I want to say it isn't my fault. But, it really kind of is. If I would have kept up with the maintenance of my vehicle, I wouldn't have been late. If I would have put half as much effort into my marriage, as I did trying to stay awake to work, I wouldn't only get rare opportunities to see my kids." He trailed his emerald green eyes up to Light's honey hued, amber stare. "So I want to say, I'm a victim of circumstances… But the circumstances are that of my own making…"

Light nodded slightly with a contemplative stare, taking this in, "I see, said the blind man. I couldn't possibly imagine what it's like to walk in your shoes. Order your coffee, I'll get the car." Light dropped a fifty dollar bill on the table as he stood up. "Keep the change to go towards fixing your car."

Daniel glanced up towards Light and gave a weak but appreciative smile. Walking up to the counter he stared blankly at the menu. 'He's actually really nice. Detective R has been rumored to always be a jerk. I can see he's a perfectionist… But…'

"Excuse me? Sir? Are you ready to order?" A young ebony haired woman with fair skin called to him from behind the machines.

Daniel shook his head slightly, clearing his head. He gave her a tiny smile and ordered his simple coffee, black, one sugar. She returned his change and received a ten dollar tip. He turned slightly to see a jet black sedan with privacy glass sitting outside the coffeeshop, 'That must be him… I guess L and his associates don't understand subtlety.' He chuckled quietly as he stepped out of the shop and was greeted by the morning Florida humidity.

His forest green eyes widened when the car in front of the sedan started, a loud engine purring. He glanced over to see Light leaning on a cherry red 1971 Dodge Challenger, in pristine condition, with a lit cigarette pursed in between his lips. 'Alright… Didn't see that one coming… Still doesn't understand subtlety. But damn that car is sexy!' He approached the brunette with a lopsided smirk pointing at the car. "Is this you?" He chuckled slightly when Light glanced up.

Light returned the smirk with a smug grin of his own, "Oh please. You think I'd drive around in a boring car like the one behind us?" He pulled the door open and dropped himself into the driver's seat. Daniel sat himself in the passenger's side and stared in astonishment at the updated interior. It was retrofitted with an onboard GPS, complete with laptop support.

The obsidian sedan behind them pulled around and away from them. Light glanced up from the steering wheel and watched the car pull away with a devious smile. He then typed a couple commands into the computer bringing up a secondary GPS map with a ping tracker. Daniel watched with wide eyes. "There are only two people in the medical profession that span from Miami to Dallas. That's one of them." The brunette typed a couple more command prompts into the computer and brought up another GPS screen. This signal was from across town. "That's the other."

Daniel watched the GPS mimicking screen that had detailed information of every street and major business within closest proximity of each car. "Uh, Detective R? Is this legal?"

"Light. Call me Light when we're out in public eyes." Light narrowed his eyes with determination as the Bluetooth to the car resounded a ringing sound.

Daniel nodded his head and shifted his eyes around, "You didn't answer my question."

The young agent smirked while rolling the window all the way down and discarding the cigarette, "It isn't illegal. But if it's legal or not… That's up to your desecration. If it were fully illegal then companies should stop putting trackers in our cell phones, certain types of jewelry or computers in general. I never consented to having a GPS chip in my personal cellphone, yet one sits there."

The ringing stopped and a female voice responded. "R. I have both feeds in crystal clear tracking. Proceed with extreme caution. When I compared the files, Dr. Matheus has family in Dallas as well as four open clinics spanning from Florida to Texas. And Dr. Rogers frequents Dallas on business expenses. When I traced down the credit card information, it's an affair on his business card. Or I assume, unless big medical bureaucrats meet at shady hotels on the outskirts of cities frequently. Dr. Matheus is your prime suspect."

Light gave a crooked half smile. "Very well. What can you tell me about him?"

The melodic voice continued, "He's dating your examiner. Or rather, sleeping with her. Or I assume, unless there's a charity fund to pay for the living expenses of beautiful women who mean nothing to them."

Daniel gasped quietly leaving his mouth agape slightly, with the lip of his cup to the ridge of his own bottom lip. Light cleared his throat and stared expectantly at Daniel while placing one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the gear shift. "Got it. Makes sense now. No one would suspect you if you're deemed an idiot. We're going to investigate the previous drop site, see if anyone else is being persuaded."

"Affirmative. Light… Please be careful." The female voice sounded trepidatious, "Not sure if you know, but B's lead turned hostile. He's been compromised. I've already sent the orders to both C and M should one of them finish their case to relieve him… Though he insists on staying… As usual he's just as stubborn as all of you."

"Of course he wants to stay. So he's found his assailant? I suppose I don't expect much else from him. He is our little Hannibal, after all." Light smirked slightly, "Sayu, make sure he stays safe. Send extra trusted agents if need be from other resources." He nodded and ending the call and shifting the car into drive and pulling the purring beast forward. "Now it's time you talk with me. What do you know?"

Daniel looked down and stared at his reflection in the coffee, "Apparently nothing… I've been taking double shifts and working almost nonstop so that I could help her pay her bills. She said she was having a hard time making ends meet… A part of me knew she was hiding something, but I wanted to believe more in my sister."

He shifted his green eyes towards the other, 'Hannibal? Am I to believe that huge case in LA those years ago ended in the guy getting recruited? Now, I really know, I fucked my life up. This guy and what was his name…' Daniel furrowed his brow in thought keeping an eye on Light to ensure he didn't figure out that he was trying to deduce the identities of his coworkers. 'Beyond! That's right… He stuck out, he had an odd name and a sinister stare… I remember his mug shot… Yeah, he was the punk who smiled and gave a peace sign to the camera for his prison file.'

Keeping his caramel eyes on the road Light nodded in silence. The fiery best purred through the city streets attracting more than its fair share of attention. 'I couldn't imagine… No. I won't imagine what it would have been like, I would have done the same for Sayu.'

The cherry colored vehicle rolled up to a isolated bathroom on the outskirts of Miami after a forty minute silent drive. Daniel was thankful the silence wasn't uncomfortable. Light shoved the door open assertively and sighed at the rundown, abandoned gas station. "How cliché…"

The door to the bathroom slowly creaked open, a foul scent carried through the air. Both detectives widened their eyes in surprise. Daniel covered his mouth and ran towards the nearing over grown shrubbery. Light winced at the smell and covered his nose with a handkerchief.

Light tilted his head and pulled a pair of latex gloves from his pocket, "Now I'm curious…" He slowly approached a woman who had been carved open in the same fashion as the others, but a message in blood was scrawled on the mirror. 'Detective L, or whoever is in his stead. I'm aware of your presence and don't take lightly to you coming here.'

Light crouched next to the newest victim and sighed sadly as he gently rolled her neck with his gloved fingertips, before letting it fall back into place. He stood up and stepped out of the bathroom. He strolled over to his car and opened the passenger side and reached into the back, grabbing a big leather bag. He pulled a high caliber camera out and loaded it with film. Daniel groaned while holding his stomach before blinking several times, "Whoa… Old school."

Light smirked and closed the film latch shut, "Film picks up things that digital sometimes misses."


A/N: Yes. This story is going active again, along with all my other stories. I hope you're in for a roller coaster, this one I have big plans for. I, however, unfortunately, have recently had a huge family dynamic change in my life. As a result, I had to take a second job. So my free time is quite limited.

But! Like I said, all of my stories are being reactivated and are all on a rotation. No story left behind. ;)