Mysteries

The 5 members of the NYPD stood there in an expensive hotel room, stunned and their faces shows a shocking look at the same time. Their eyes widened slightly and their mouths open in a big gape of surprised. Their eyes stared at the person whom they were assumed as private detective A. There stood, a 17 year old girl dressed in a white school shirt with long sleeves as at the end of the sleeves unbutton; a small pocket on her left chest which connected together with the school shirt, short black pants and her hands slid into the pocket of it.

She was skillfully scratching her left leg with her right ones and still remains posture. Her long silvered hair flown gracefully at her back and some strands fell from her shoulder. They gasp as they see her facial expression; her dull grey eyes studied them carefully and seem to be in deep thought, bored and apathetic and under her eyes carried those sharp bags, showing that she had never slept in days.

Her pale skin colour fits perfectly with her silvered locks and she never shown a small smile or happiness like the other girls outside of town. The aura she gave them gives a sudden chills down their spine and somehow emotionless. They kept on staring at her until A speaks to break the silence between them. "I am A…" she said it bluntly, introducing herself while ignoring their weird stares and their shocking faces. Mr. Wood never would have expected this, that's the same goes for Matsui. Dillon stared at Francis, still confused.

'A is….a girl…?' Matsui thought, little did he know, the others thought the same thing. He kept on staring at her, A scratches the back of her head due to the itchiness it gave and her eyes looked down, still in deep thought. Matsui blushes at the sight before him, clearing his throat to let the others snapped out from their thoughts. Finally, Mr. Wood takes out his police badge from his coat's pocket "I am Woods… Peter Brian Woods of the NYPD…" and the others did the same while introducing themselves and awkwardly lifting up their badges to her.

"I am… Matsui..." The young freshmen said, his head hung low in embarrassment just to hide his faint pink blush that had crept up on his cheeks. A man with short black hair, dark brown eyes and his haircut was like military haircut; introducing himself as well as he said his name "I am Dillon Raymond…" while a man behind him, short black hair; dark eyes, tall and well built in feature "I am Christopher…" and finally, a 24 year old man with a blonde hair, with ocean blue eyes who looks so much older than Matsui says "Francis…". As they have introduced themselves, A finished scratching her head and her eyes gives a glare to them and her left arm falls limb to the side.

What startled them was when their chief started to talk "I'm very sorry that we're late… Currently, the five of us are-" and A starts lifted up her right arm, her hand closes into a small fist as her forefinger points forward, making it like a small gun as she aims it towards Mr. Woods and the others. She immediately says "Bang!" in a playful emotionless tone of voice, gives the others another shock to see her childish act. A police officer by the name Dillon shot a glare at her, shouting "What the hell was that!?" he feels very angry by this action she gave them.

A lowers her arm, her eyes still fix onto them and let out a sigh of fake despair "If I…who happens to be JTK… You all might be dead by now, Mr. Woods, chief of the NYPD…" she says as the matter of fact, another shock gasps was given by the police officers. They were completely forgotten about that JTK could kill them anytime he wants even if they are not the police. "You forgot that JTK always knows who you are and what you are… And he won't hesitate to kill all of you! So, please… Don't give yourself out so carelessly…" with that, she turns around and slightly hunched over.

"Instead… Let's value our lives…" She said as she enters into a room and the others followed behind. A stops her step in the middle, turning around as they heard Matsui mumbles something with the chief "That's enough small talk for now, come this way…" and the others kept on following behind, and before A forgets "Please turn off all your cellphones, handhelds and other communication devices and leave them on the table over there…" She said it bluntly while gesturing to the table beside them, who happens to be turning their heads to the left to where the table was.

Dillon steps in, furrowing his eyebrows and he is not satisfied by this "What do you think?! We're gonna be using our cellphones during this meeting to leak information?!" again, he had shouted even if he was asking questions. Mr. Wood turns his head to look at Dillon, calming as usual "It's alright… Just do what she says…" Like it or not, they had to place their cellphones on the table and with that Matsui secretly whispering to the others "I realized that she's been cautious from the very beginning… But, I still can't tell whether she's trusts us or not…" A heard this, sitting down on the sofa at the end of the table at the next room. "No… I just find it distracting… I can't stand it when people's cellphones were ringing while I'm trying to talk…".

As soon as the others walk in, they gave yet again another shocking gasps at the sight before them. A was sitting on the sofa, her left leg pulled up against her chest and her left hand rested on her knee and her eyes looked at them. 'What a strange way to sit…' Christopher said in his mind and of course, he found it weird. "Let me start by saying nobody takes notes on anything that is concern with this meeting… That means when we leave headquarters and the information we need is committed to memory… Please… Make yourselves comfortable…".

They wasn't sure whether this girl really is a world's greatest private detective, of course, all they thought were a guy. And here they are, in a hotel, sitting with the so-called private detective A, who happens to be drinking a bottle full of red bulls. She picks the bottle up to her lips and takes a big sip on it. She looks down on the table, blinking and takes another big sip of the red bull. Matsui breaks the silenced with the question he was about to ask "Excuse me, A-"

"From now on, I'll have to ask that you'll stop calling me A… It's Angel now… Just to be safe…" She said, cutting Matsui off his questions but he continued otherwise "Uh…Okay, Angel… If we know that JTK was somewhere around Washington and he had killed some of the innocent people, couldn't we cut down the number of victims by keeping the place under surveillance all the time…?" he was really curious, waiting for A to reply as she kept on swirling the bottle with her left hand. "If we do that, we're only putting the general public at risks…" she said it simply, placing the bottle on the table and Francis lean back, his brows furrowed "The general public?" he ask while Dillon asks her why.

A look up, she stayed emotionless and dull as ever; staring at them with her owlish like eyes "JTK is childish and he hates losing…" and this made Matsui confused to her statement, how could she know about that? A lot of questions pop up in his mind, so, he asks her "But, how do you-" but, he was cut off by the chief himself, knowing that his son was there in Washington "Just what do you mean…?". A's eyes look down on the table, her shoulders releases her tense feeling "Well… I am also childish and I hate to lose... That's how I know…" A gives them her answers, lifting up the bottle once more to take another sip of the red bull. "Angel… Would you mind being a little bit more specific for us…?" Mr. Wood asks her, of course, he couldn't understand her british accents of statement, the others were agreeing quietly and A lowers her arms, her eyes stared up at the NYPD's chief "Early on this investigations, I tried to provoke JTK with that broadcast. Up until then, he thought that JTK would only go after the innocent people. But, as we all have witnessed, he didn't hesitate to kill Mr. Anderson… Also, as I said we knew that he was on the Washington defiance, he made sure that his next victims came from within United States. As if to say 'What are you gonna do about it?'"

A takes another sip of her red bull before placing them back down on the table, continuing with her facts "He's met each of my challenge as head on and he's never missed an opportunity to return the favour… Now what do you think would happen if we try to use media restrictions to watch his movements with someone like that?" Christopher looks over to Matsui, half agreeing on A "I guess…?". A furrowed her eyebrows, anger can be shown in her once dull emotionless eyes and they sometime think that A was a robot or a human "If you choose to withhold the place and kept the whole town under surveillance, I'll kill every innocent people in some place… I'm holding the whole world hostage, so, who's it gonna be…? I'm not the only one here… But for those who oppose me keeping the entire place under surveillance, you are truly evil…" A takes a deep shaky breath after she had finish her explanation, scratching her right foot with her left one.

"That's exactly how JTK thinks… In any case, let's look it in another way to use the surveillance cameras to draw him out…" and that's when Dillon begins to ask her a question, feeling curious to how her plans and it might work "But how…?". A look up, she place her forefinger under her chin "How about something like this…? Latest killings anger the entire communities and nations agree to send 1500 investigators in USA… For JTK, this would be way beyond what he'd face of the FBI… You see, everyone has the potential threat. Psychologically, he'll start to feel cornered and that will cause him to take drastic actions."

The others give a heave sigh of relief, smiling in content when they hear A explained her plans to them "That's interesting!" Francis said with a big grin on his face, now completely agreeing on her. "So, he'll think that there are 1500 when there were really only 7 of us! And since none of these investigators exist, JTK won't be able to kill them…" Dillon said with a big smile instead, hearing him and Francis kept leaning forward "It's just might work!" he said with an excitement in his voice while A look up to them once more and her apathetic face remains the same as always "Well, before we celebrate, I'll tell you the rests of my thoughts on this JTK case…" with that, they all went silenced and nodded their head.

A lifted up her right hand and she bit her thumb slightly, explaining her thoughts further "JTK works alone. He had accessed to all our classified information." Dillon's voice made her head turns, looking at him as he ask her for more questions and her thumb remains at the same place "What evidence do you have that he's working alone…?" A good question to that, but before A could answer him, Mr. Wood holds him off for a while.

"Hold on, Dillon. Let's just listen to her entire theory before asking questions." Mr. Wood said, and another great chief to that, that's what A had thought in her mind. Her eyes still glued on Dillon's face, telling him her answer to his question earlier "We all know that he could kill innocent people without being seen nor being there in person. And to some extent, he could control victims' death and their actions before dying. We already know that much, please keep that in mind…" And A hunches forward more just to let her left hand reaches over to the marker on the table, taking it and opens the cap of it and leaning down to the paper on the table as she begins to write her thoughts on it

"And listen carefully what I have to say next… On December 14th, twelve FBI investigators entered New York. And here we are on December 19th, using the same quote he had given. JTK conducts experiments in manipulating the victims' actions before they die. In other words, during this window of only five days, JTK became aware of the FBI's presence and obviously felt threaten. Because, he didn't know any of them truly, he was at his disadvantages. He needed to know how much control he had over his victims before he'd use it against the twelve agents. And as we all know on the 27th-"

To be continued…