I clench the note in my fist and hold it tightly to my chest.
I was right.
He's going back to her.
He's walking straight back into hell and there's nothing I can do.
Karasuma POV:
I stare at the clock counting down the seconds. Something about this case just doesn't feel right...
I replay the events in my mind, establishing a timeline with what little evidence I have.
I was on my way to meet with one of our contacts for the ever elusive Irina yelavich. We were going to be meeting up at an alleyway near the bus station. Ms.Yelavich was the latest contestant on the government's new favorite game: which one of these world class assassins can kill the world destroying octopus without using e class as collateral!
So far every assassin we had met with prior to Ms.Yelavich had suggested plans that would either place the kids in direct danger or just outright call for the sacrifice of an entire class of middle schoolers. While the former was definitely preferable to the latter, neither were acceptable.
As I rounded the corner, what I saw made my blood boil. A drunk asshole had this poor little girl pinned to the wall. Blood was trickling down her forehead, she seemed dazed and confused. By the way she was acting it's possible that she was drugged, but evidence seems to point more towards a concussion. Based on the bandage I found on the back of her head while cleaning up her wounds she was already injured before the man assaulted her. Since she was already injured before the assault, it would be harder to use that as physical evidence. The assault did seem to add new injuries as well, however, as she did have a seemingly new gash on her forehead. The camera evidence we have of the assault shows her hitting the wall the first time with quite a bit of force. It would definitely have reopened or exacerbated that pre-existing wound, which was troubling, but would be difficult to prove in court. The other head injury was likely caused when he lifted her up the second time. When watching the video you can see her turn her head to try and escape him causing the second wound. It's not much to go on, but it's easier to prove. Regardless, the footage we have of the sexual assault should be more than enough to prosecute. If we can just get more evidence from the kid's statement then maybe we can go for more severe charges, but until we have that evidence the most we can really do is a slap on the wrist compared to what that perverted asshole deserves. Thinking of him on the streets doing that to any one of my students has me seeing red. I want to rip his vocal chords out and slowly tear him limb from limb. I want him to suffer. The man's lucky I cared too much about my position as a teacher to shoot him on the spot. I will say the gunshots did seem to do wonders for scaring him into submission. Once I had him distracted it wasn't that hard to knock him out. The man was already unsteady on his feet, clearly drunk. I can't stop thinking of the way the kid acted when she woke up. It was almost as if this were routine for her. She was immediately on the defensive even in her clearly dazed state. She looked ready to run or fight. When she felt threatened and escaped my grasp she radiated this unique sense of power, a hidden raw talent for assassination, a sort of bloodlust buried deep in her eyes. I'm not kidding when I say the kid scared me a bit. Her intimidation game was on point. When I found out she was old enough to be in my class I almost thought about asking her to join. Something tells me she could teach my class a thing or two about assassination. Aside from her clear raw potential, she clearly didn't come from the most caring background. Judging by the way she looked at me after I told her she was safe and I wasn't going to hurt her, she almost looked shocked. I'm willing to bet there's definitely something going on at home. The way she clung to me as I let her sob into my chest I'd say it's a pretty safe assumption that the words "You're safe" are not ones she hears often, or at least, not from the adults in her life. I have a sneaking suspicion that she's being abused or neglected by her parents.
Prior to my position with the ministry of defense I was just a normal detective... well, normal isn't exactly the right word for it, more like a glorified government sanctioned vigilante, but a detective nonetheless. I specialized in cases of child abuse, sex trafficking, and kidnapping. There's a certain look in the eyes of kids that have been through things no one should ever have to endure, one that is not so easily forgotten. I saw that same look in the eyes of Nagisa Shiota.
I feel the need to protect the kid, to save her from whatever hell she has been through.
Which is why I'm getting restless waiting for her to show up to give her statement. Her mother promised that they would be here but it's almost 9pm and I have yet to hear from either of them. I can't help but feel like something awful has happened and the kid is in danger...
Wip- no strings ch.4?
Start from the beginning
