Falling of the Angels (Chapter II: The Case)

Chapter II: The Case

Monday, 06.00am

Maybe they were right, a cup of hot coffee and a donut might raise police officer's energy 25 percent in the morning to face the day (some said so), maybe you have seen this in american movies, but i need to figure it out myself whether this may also affect to me. I park my car in a donut's store and walk into it. I order one cup of coffee and donut package, chocolate. I pay them and walking back to my car. I'm heading to the west, to the frozen river in the west border town. The chief has called me this morning, they have found a piece of bone which identified as human's finger, a thumb, he said, while they were searching for a missing children in the west river. I wonder if i could find even one clue in that snowy place, especially in the snow rain like this. I eat my donut and drink the coffee while my car's tires is working hard to adhere on the slippy road.
Criminality level has been raise up during this last 2 years since the last head of police and investigation department, Peter Smith was RIPped. As many as people in this small population town known, Peter Smith is the reason why criminals stay in their home and think to find a job rather than burgling, robbering or kidnapping. He has establish security system for this town, putting camera in every corner's town, train emergency calls for police, build a quick response team, install emergency call's button in every store, and many other things which turn the city becomes the most secure place of the country (i think). People have really appreciate his dedication of job and pouring a hundred flowers on his grave after he died in cancer, two years ago.
I think i won't get my 25 percent energies even though i ate more donuts, not in this killing silent ceremony outside. Some police officers are spread from groups when i pass them to parking my car.

I hope you bring a thick sweater Jim, it's almost -10 degrees out here, Garrison said when i slam the door closed.

Nah, this jacket is warm enough, i said.

Well, i have call forensic after i called you this morning, detective, they already take a sample of dna in the bone and, guess what, it's identic with the dna of Jamie Wandha, missing child number 17, the last.

Crossed check with the families dna?

Sure.

Any finger print?

Not yet found. You want to see this bone? Follow me.

I following Garrison walk through the police line, some police officer greeting me and pleased us to come closer to the finding place. A big stone. Looks like somebody has intentionally putting this stone here in the middle of 4 trees. I come closer to this one and a half meter height stone, just like Garrison did. The width of this unique natural stone is maybe arround one meter.

See this mark? 

Garrison point at the black mark covering about 30 centimeters above the stone, near to finger bone.

Forensic department still can't explain what caused it, but it's look like burned instantly.

Have you try archeolog?

That's why i call you Jimmy, you're the best we've got for this case type.

I'll try my best.

I pull out pinset from my pocket and pick the finger bone slowly.

It's also burned. Killer might throw the other bones away. Have you check arround?

On process Jim, i'll let you know if we find some.

Bring this to forensic check, i'll see you arround.

Ok Jim, see ya.

I'm walking to my car.
BLLAAAAAARRRR!!!!
Two police officers thrown away when a trash bin near the lake is suddenly explode.

Take cover! Take cover! Check arround! Call medic! Remi take first aid box at my trunk! Garrison instruct rapidly.

I close my nose and mouth with hand and move closer to bin.

Jim, watch it! Stay away, let my boys check the location first!

I'm step back and watching arround. All police officers are moving fast, sweeping arround. No, it's a timer, i said to myself. They are already gone now. They are not stupid. I'm sitting, to calm down myself, on a wood chair near to a tree beside small stone road heading to lake, and let people moving crowded on their own. And no one think it as the beginning of something terrible in the future, not them, not even me.