Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Devious Visions ❯ A Bold Offer ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Kyo raised his eyebrow slowly at the officer. "I don't see how coming here will help if you're investigating a murder." He said carefully. All the while, his mind was racing a mile a minute as to why and who would tell the officer to come see *him* for a murder. There were thousands of aspiring detectives he could name that would better help.
Absently, he watched as Micah walked further into the room closing the door soundly behind him. "Veronica recommended you by name Mr. Mazuki."
Those words all but knocked the air out of the teen. More thoughts filled his head until an ominous ache became present at the back of his eyes. Unconsciously, he clutched his hands atop his desk. When Micah's gaze flickered towards the movement changing from cautiousness to curiosity, Kyo's stomach dropped again. "No, I'm sorry, I can't help you." He said making sure the finality in the statement showed in his hazel-green eyes.
"You don't understand." Micah persisted. "Four children are dead as well as three women."
A small shudder ran through Kyo followed by a chill. "I did a homicide when I was thirteen, officer. I nearly killed me. I don't plan to repeat that." The slighter boy shook his head as the memories of the incident threatened to reek havoc on him once again. It took a few seconds to realize that Micah was still talking and he, Kyo, was shaking his head.
Out of frustration, Micah took three large strides towards the young journalist's desk. A sound smack echoed through the tiny office as the large man slapped down a picture of a young woman. Kyo jumped looking unconsciously towards the picture.
The woman was no older than twenty at the most with large sparkling blue eyes. The picture was of her looking over her shoulder to give the photographer a cheeky grin. Her hair was down flowing in the wind.
Kyo looked back at Micah finding the man close enough to see how bright his exotic eyes were with anguish. He took a shaky breath and looked back towards the picture.
"Her name was Erica Saunders, mother of two." Another photo was placed beside it with less agression than before. The same girl was tied to a tree with what looked to be pink rope. Her lower half was red ruins with bits of blue fabric here and there. "The rope is her intestines."
Kyo looked from the new photo to the officer in disbelief. Micah stared back into those wide shocked eyes and felt nothing. He gave the youth cold cop eyes and watched as the boy tried to process the helpful hint. Unfortunately, Kyo's brain would have nothing of it. That mess couldn't be a part of her.
"Don't close your eyes." Micah hissed leaning in closer to the boy. He determinedly ignored the delicious combination of vanilla, cinnamon, and musk coming from the boy. He was on a mission and the boy had to be a part of it or more people would be turning up like Erica.
Kyo opened his eyes having not realized he'd closed them to begin with. "Look at the picture, there will be more like her. There's already two more." Micah added.
"Why are you doing this?" Kyo asked brokenly. Micah only pressed his lips together in a thin line. No sympathy, no regrets. Kyo let his eyes close. "I don't....I can't....not again." He shook his head warding off the new images and the old ones that were fighting to surface. Abruptly he stood. "I-I have to go." With that, he fled his office leaving the dark haired officer there to do as he wished.