I do not own detective . Sorry for not updating but I was planning out the story before it spirals out control. picking up the pace.

I realized I never did say what my job in syndicate was huh? At the time I was first brought in I was to solve mathematical puzzles and riddles. I was perfectly content doing so for it challenged my mind and gave me something to look forward to. After what I believe to be six months I was given mystery riddles to solve. An older member called 'Pisco', or that bastard by Gin (never understood why they hate each other), would tell me a mystery to solve and I was to point out who was the criminal and what mistakes gave them away.

The riddles were administer in files and would contain photos, maps, and any other information I requested. At the beginning most of the riddles were robberies, burglaries, kidnappings, but as time passed they gave me the riddles in forms of police files and then the riddles themselves turned to murder mysteries and they slowly became more violent and gorier. Most of the lower rank members become pale when I show them the pictures to the latest murder mystery file

I later figured out the purpose of solving the mysteries and riddles and puzzles they handed me. My first two years I was helping the organization hack into bank accounts, government files, police files, security codes, and only they know what else I help them hack into. The mystery riddles were used to solve who were the traitors in the syndicate, for blackmailing people, and to help the organization capture the murderers to ex-members. (Or so I was told by Pisco)

On my six birthday, Vermouth decided that I was too old to still be naïve in the organization. She was the one who advise me that the mystery puzzles I enjoyed were mainly crimes that were committed by the organization rather than crimes committed against the organization. She so kindly informed me that I was the one who told the low rank members how to commit the perfect crime. They gave me future scenarios to crimes that they planned to execute and I was the one who told them if there were any flaws or mistakes in it. Files after files filled my mind as I thought about the sheer number of puzzles, no cases I help them with. I had stop counting after I reached 200.

Vermouth whispered in my ear "You're a murderer."

"Why did you tell me this" I looked at her coolly but my feeling were in turmoil feeling sicken at the amount of people I help them kill.

"Because it is your birthday and your job in the organization is going to change"

"Explain"

"I may be loyal to the org but I still hate being stuck in this cage and I know you hate being stuck in the cage as well. I have seen you gain a thoughtful look when you read about cities, countries, and about outside the wall of the organization. It has been what two years since you last seen the sky? Do you even remember it?"

I shook my head.

"Anyway this year you will be taught new curriculum due to the fact that they wish to make you a field agent by your seventh birthday so if you work hard then you would be able to see the outside world. I tell you you're a murderer because I want you to understand you are not as clean and innocent as you believe yourself to be. Your hands are stained red with blood just as mine. Remember you true a member of the org. even if you didn't know it."

I stayed complety still . Vermouth then pulled out a box. "This is from Gin he says he hope it becomes your best friend"

I grabbed the box and opened the lid to see a classic revolver. Vermouth got up and leaving said "Happy Birthday Martini"

I soon became aware of how dire the situation is. For as long as I can avoid it i will not become an assasin for them. That was the first night I had made plans to escape the organization,

ah so end of chapter yay! Anyways next chapter It will be present day. Maybe be the day of thier escape from the org? Review,pm me, just give me feedbaCk. It makes me more willing to post faster.