FrAcTuReD (Part One) (Completed continued in Part Two)

Chapter 30

"We'll be right back, besides, exercise is good, even in weather like this, right Nina?"

Nina merely nodded in response and remained quiet.

"I don't know," the officer admitted. "Detective Liebert won't be happy if you did that. He'd probably be angry."

"Then he can be angry at me, one man isn't enough to scare me, you should see what the city is like if you think that idiot was bad." When the man didn't say anything else, a sigh was given. "Look, it's just there and back, if you want you can tell the Detective that I took Nina outside for a bit, but being stuck in a house after what happened won't do any good. Not to mention I won't let anything happen to her."

The man then sighed getting the distinct impression that this kid wouldn't move on this. "Alright fine, but I'm telling the Detective."

"That's fine," then turning to Nina and asking. "You have your phone on if your Father calls, don't you?"

Nina nodded. "He always tells me to keep my phone with me wherever I go. I never leave home without it."

A smile came. "Good, that's smart." Then looking back to the officer. "We'll be right back." The two then left the house, the door being locked before they continued down the road. The rain falling in a slight mist as they walked hand in hand, the sound the droplets hitting the pavement of the road and the umbrella as Nina remained close to Charla. she noticed though that there were a few men and women in their early to middle ages walking around. Ones that she somewhat recognized. "How many do you see?" Nina jumped slightly then looked up. "Well, how many police do you think are walking around right now?"

It was a rather odd question to ask, but one that held reason, Nina looked around, silently counting how many she could see. "Um, I think eight."

"Close, there's ten." Nina then followed the hazel green gaze to a car, where two men sat in the front. "Seems like the whole department is out here protecting us." Then those eyes looked down to Nina. "Always be aware of your surroundings, not just with people, but to those who you can't see right away. Be it a house, or cars, even a connivant store. Not all people are bad, but you should never judge them to be enterally good, you never know what might happen."

"Is it like that in the city?"

A short laugh. "The city is different, it's much larger then this town though in that place not many people seem to care much about their surroundings, too busy with whatever they are doing. Though I guess it could be said that's how some people are these days, and it's what makes them do bad things. Because they don't care."

Nina was silent for a moment. "Did you care when you stopped that mean man?"

Those hazel-green eyes became dark for a moment. "I cared about what would happen to you, men like him deserve everything they get from trying to hurt others who can't fight back. If I were to do it again and again the outcome would always be the same. Your more important then some type of credibility. That's what Johan always said. Besides, I see a lot of her in you, and I bet she feels the same way." Then a change in topic. "Come on, today I'll buy you whatever you want. But don't tell your father."

Nina looked up at her. "You're funny sometimes you know Charla?"

Another laugh. "I tend to get that." Then those hazel green eyes narrowed and looked around, more officers were around more then usual, guessing that almost the whole department were out and about. The ass in the hat must have escaped. No one would want to have this many guards for a kid and teenager otherwise. Maybe the Liebert family pushed for this? Doubt it, but they might have for the Detective since it's his kid. That's a bigger possibility. Eyes narrowed. For all I know he might go to the school, but he'd have to be extra stupid to try that. Then looking back to Nina. Still, if the prick thinks he can walk away from hurting a kid he has another thing coming. With a breath and rubbing of eyes with a quick shake of the head, thinking this crap would do no good. This wasn't the city. The bastard would have to go into hiding, hell maybe even head back to the city.