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Anime-Otaku12
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Police officer Charles Damian sighed. Another call about a criminal who had just fled the scene of an armed robbery. That was, probably, the 3rd time this month that this had happened. Quite frankly, he was tired of it. He did love his job, but the monotony of the same crime over and over again really hit a nerve. He was the officer called to the scene. He drove over there as quickly as he could, or wanted to, and did all he needed to do. It was the same ordeal. Same Criminal description too. Apparently the criminal was female and the only thing someone could see about her was that her eyes were a bright blue.
"So what happened? Where did she go when she left?"
One of the standers by pointed out the front doors.
"She went right out the front doors and to her right." Charles left the younger officers in charge of securing the scene while he followed the criminal's steps. Noticing bright red on the ground, upon closer inspection, it looked like that of blood. Someone must have tried fighting this criminal off and hurt her in the process. He followed the trail to an alleyway about a block down. Looking down the alleyway, he saw a figure laying on the ground. Looking around to see where he was, his house was only a block down. He ran back to get his car, telling them he was investigating a lead as to where the criminal might have gone and sped off to the block where the injured woman lay. Walking up to her, he could tell she had fainted from the blood loss she had sustained. He took his handkerchief and wrapped up her wound and gingerly put her in his car. He had to get her better. Any human would do that. He would deal with the fact that she was the armed criminal later. Quickly getting home, he carefully carried her up to his apartment and layed her in his bed. He removed the mask and dressed her wound. She was a beautiful woman, but he couldn't let her fool him with her looks. She was a criminal and would pay for her crimes when she was feeling better.
"So what happened? Where did she go when she left?"
One of the standers by pointed out the front doors.
"She went right out the front doors and to her right." Charles left the younger officers in charge of securing the scene while he followed the criminal's steps. Noticing bright red on the ground, upon closer inspection, it looked like that of blood. Someone must have tried fighting this criminal off and hurt her in the process. He followed the trail to an alleyway about a block down. Looking down the alleyway, he saw a figure laying on the ground. Looking around to see where he was, his house was only a block down. He ran back to get his car, telling them he was investigating a lead as to where the criminal might have gone and sped off to the block where the injured woman lay. Walking up to her, he could tell she had fainted from the blood loss she had sustained. He took his handkerchief and wrapped up her wound and gingerly put her in his car. He had to get her better. Any human would do that. He would deal with the fact that she was the armed criminal later. Quickly getting home, he carefully carried her up to his apartment and layed her in his bed. He removed the mask and dressed her wound. She was a beautiful woman, but he couldn't let her fool him with her looks. She was a criminal and would pay for her crimes when she was feeling better.