Chapter 2 David
Looking in the mirror David studied his face noticing how old he was beginning to look. His face had developed more wrinkles and what little he had left of his hair had gone white now. He began to shave himself for the night ahead, not having to care about nicking himself.
He walked around his house as he always did before heading out, before he put on his jacket, before he raised his hood. When he got to his bedroom, underneath the bed was a box that contained all his equipment, he had either acquired or bought it over the years.
He was already wearing a pair of hiking boots, which gave him the grip when having to run or push without slipping on wet surfaces. Also a pair of rough material cargo trousers, which could stand the elements and even avoid a tear if he fell to his knees.
From the box the first item that always drew David was a pair of fingerless gloves. These would always make him sad as he remembered what had led him to getting this item. It wasn't fair, what those children went through. The memory made him turn his head and push the memory from his mind.
After a deep breath and staring out the window for a second he went back to getting ready. A custom made belt was next, which held a flash light, handcuffs, pepper spray, a small pair of wire cutters and a small knife. With his belt on he pulled on a light material jumper, just incase it began to rain. Then finally he pulled out the green rain jacket that had become his signature appearance.
Pulling on the jacket over his head made him feel more like who he was always supposed to be. He was confident now, as though he was about to do what he had always meant to do and the rest of his life was just a lie.
The train station was always a good place to begin when searching for someone with dirty secrets. David had honed his cognitive ability to focus on the present and to only show him the terrible sides of people. He only had to focus on what he wanted to search for and it would only react to those who had commit such crimes.
The train station was old and in dire need of repair but was a staple of the city and reminded those to pass through it of the history of Philadelphia. It was an old high roofed station with wooden seats lined up around for passengers.
Walking from the left side of the station through all the people as he began his search. David focused on the evil side of what he had encountered, murder, rape, thieves, dealers, gangsters, abductors, pedophiles. This gave him the advantage he didn't even need to touch anyone to get a sense for them; he simply had to pass by.
Walking around the station didn't seem to bring up anything so he went down to one of the lower areas to walk about. He studied the crowd of men, women and children heading about their daily business, unsuspecting of the real evil they walked about with.
Leaning on a pillar, as a train was about to come in David studied a poster across from him, which was selling teeth whiting toothpaste. The sense was always on alert and almost when David was least expecting it, it came to life.
He saw a man with a red jacket leaning over a table working on an explosive of some kind. Next the man was walking around train stations, possibly trying to find an appropriate target. Next David was spinning looking for the man. He found him as he was heading for the stairs heading out of the train station.
David followed him out to the car park where he was heading towards a black car. This was his chance, now or lose him. David grabbed him from behind and spun the man to find he couldn't have been any older than his son Joseph. The boy was petrified as David had clamped his hands on both his arms. The boy didn't say a word, he just kept letting out short sharp breaths of fear.
"I know", David said simply and the boy crashed to the ground slumped down, crying. David knew there was no other choice; the authorities would be able to deal with this one. Fumbling for his handcuffs, David dropped them onto the ground in front of the boy.
At that second the boy changed, he became fierce and jumped at David with a knife in his hand and began to stab at his stomach, it scared David more than it hurt him. He flew back avoiding the blows and then began to throw punches as the boy. He was quick and avoided three hooks, so David ran at him, grabbing him in the process and slammed him into the car. That winded the boy, but David was not taking any chances, flipping him onto his front David grabbed both his hands and locked the handcuffs into place.
Heading home David was halfway there when he began to feel relaxed that another night had went safely to plan. He lowered his hood to let his head feel the crisp night air. His phone rang, David fumbled into his pockets looking for his phone and discovered it was in his right pocket, damn thing was so small. He looked at who was phoning, AUDREY was on the screen. Weird, she hadn't called in a while.
"Hello?" David answered in his most polite way.
The voice that returned to him, he had not heard in a while, but he recognized it instantly. The very sound of which sent a sinking feeling in his gut, as though he had just heard that she was dead.
"Hello, David" said Elijah