This is again totally unrelated to anything else I have written!
There had been many theories about how she had been murdered. Hylla, queen of the Amazons. Not an easy task. The Amazons owned the largest shipping company in the world. They had many well trained members stationed all over the world. I looked through my notes again. Yes, it had to be a woman. There is no way a man could have ever gotten that close to her. As I sat at my desk at three in the morning, I had a face of stone. I had been practicing her poker face for too many years. I hid too much pain. I had lost too many people. Ruined too many friend ships. And I almost cracked a smile at the thought of my love life.
"No," I told myself, "What good does it do me to dwell on the past." I had to focus on this case it is too important to get distracted. At that very moment Frank walked in carrying two hot chocolates.
"What are you doing here this late?" I asked, taking the mug he offered me.
"I couldn't sleep, and new you would still be in here. You know, even you need sleep sometimes!" He replied taking the seat across from her.
"You know this is to important to waste even an hour."
"Why though?" He asked taking a sip, "What are you planning on doing when you find him?"
"Her," I corrected, filling him in on what I had learned.
"I'm serious Reyna," Frank said earnestly, a look of worry etched across his face. "We both know you don't have it in you to kill her, and what good is torturing them going to do. That's not the kind of person you are. Just let us help you!"
"I can't just let her down like that," I said a choke in my voice. Something about Frank always made me feel safe, and like I could open up to him and trust him not to go blabbing to anyone, not even Hazel. He walked up to me and gave me a vary fast hug.
"Just consider it," he said. "I know you are not new to pain, but if it helps we are all experts at coping with loss. Just, think about it. Please?" He said leaving my cabin with one last look.
I let one tear fall as I sat down "Is this really what Hylla would have wanted?" I asked myself, "Me risking my own life going after some nameless, faceless person in pure rage?" I decided to sleep on it.
That night I dreamed of Hylla, and when I woke up I had my answer.