3. Nirvana Dreams Were Never Right
Prompt: Paradise Lost
"You're late," Sango snapped.
The detective grinned guiltily. "Sorry Lieu. I had to double back home. Emergency."
"Is everything okay?"
It always shocked InuYasha: how quickly her voice could change from no-nonsense to concerned. Despite her reputation as a hard-ass, Lieutenant Hiraikotsu genuinely cared about those in her command. He nodded.
"Good," she said. "Because there's still a shit-ton of work to do on that Peach Man case. He says he never kidnapped those females."
"Bullshit."
Sango grinned wryly, handing him a stuffed manila envelope. "We'll see."
"I guess," InuYasha mumbled, walking over to his desk. "Mind if I make a phone call?"
Normally, after waltzing in late, he wouldn't ask, but anxiety still had him fearing something that had yet to transpire. Because whatever was going on with her best detective would no doubt distract him from work, Sango reluctantly allowed him his call.
"Make it fast," she ordered.
~*~
"Damn it."
Three calls and still no answer, and with his boss ready to lance him for making two extra calls home, InuYasha didn't dare attempt a fourth.
"Why isn't she—"
"Detective?"
Sergeant Houshi poked his head into his office.
"You've gotta get out here. There's some nut job claiming credit for our female vics."
"What?"
Just then, InuYasha became aware of the racket outside.
"I killed them! Me!" Someone was shouting. InuYasha ran to see what was going on in the lobby of their Precinct house and saw a man trying to fight off several officers.
"But there's more," the strange man laughed, and a sick feeling spiraled up his spine when the nut job turned and looked directly at him. "One more, and she's going to die if you don't find her within the next nine hours Detective Taisho."