Beast Soul

Chapter 133 – Witch Hunt

Inside New World City Police Station.

"Well, well, well.. isn't this a great place to work!" Commander Niko Larsen said with a beaming smile on his face as he stretched out both his hands and clapped so loud that he almost made Detective Lewis, who was standing right next to him, flinch. 

"You guys are lucky that you have such a neat and tidy looking place, detective!" Commander Niko said as he turned to Detective Lewis and slapped him on his back, and the detective resisted the urge to yell loudly in pain, giving a forceful node and a fake smile in response to the commander's complement. "Thank you… commander.."

He then rubbed both his hands together as he looked around, scanning the whole surroundings with his sharp eyes, making sure that he kept it all memorized inside his head. "Aha!" He then clapped loudly once again right before pointing his finger at an empty desk right next to the window, and said. "I'll be taking that desk right there!" 

He shifted his gaze towards Detective Harry, and asked, his sharp and cold eyes studying the detective's every motion with intricate detail. "That's fine, isn't it, Detective Harry Stone?" 

'You phrased it like a question, but it sure didn't sound like one..' Although Detective Harry wanted to say what he really thought about the question of the commander, he decided to keep it to himself and nodded his head with a faint smile on his face. "Of course not, Commander! If you want it, then you can definitely take that seat!"

Detective Harry gave a thumbs up, and Commander Niko let out a terrifyingly loud laughter that echoed throughout the station. "Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Wonderful! Wonderful!" He continued to laugh with his mouth wide open and clapped furiously. 

Clap! Clap! Clap!

The entire police department turned their attention towards the Commander with confusion and fear in their eyes. Ignoring the numerous gazes that he was getting, the commander walked towards the empty desk and placed his briefcase on top of the desk, before grabbing the chair, pushing it back and sitting down on it.

Both the detectives looked at each other, confused and shocked by what they had just witnessed. They then turned their gazes towards Special Agent Alan Fischer, who was standing behind them with a bitter smile on his face. 

"Someone who isn't exactly normal, huh?" Detective Harry whispered softly with a slight grin on his face, and Agent Alan shook his head as he let out a long and heavy sigh. "I may have understated it."

"You think?" Detective Lewis said with a snort and Agent Alan tilted his head, giving the impression of someone who was helpless. "He's definitely a character, but he's good at his job. That's why he's in the position that he's in right now. Don't forget that." Agent Alan patted the two detectives on the shoulder as he slipped his cup of coffee, and the two detectives nodded their heads in unison. "Understood, Special Agent Alan!"

"Great! Well then, I guess it's time for a briefing from the commander himself." Agent Alan smiled as he gave a slight slap on the back of the two detectives and pointed at the commander. "Commander Niko! We're ready for you in the conference room!"

"Got it!" Commander Niko gave a big smile and a thumbs up as his response.

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Outside Carrick's House, Moonside Neighborhood.

The group of people were standing right in front of Carrick's house, completely surrounding the building, with their eyes closely studying each and every corner of the property, making sure that no one was trying to sneak away.

"Are you sure that they're in there, Peter?" An old woman with wrinkly skin and snow white hair turned to look at old man Peter with a questionable expression on her face.

"Oh come on, Linda! You really think that I'd go through the trouble of calling each and every one of you if I wasn't sure that I hadn't seen someone entering the house?" Peter said with an annoyed tone as he turned to look at the old lady who was called Linda. He seemed offended by Linda's words. 

"I was simply asking a question. You don't have to be so mean about it," Linda replied with an innocent and hurt expression on her face, as though she hadn't meant to sound like an a**hole. She then narrowed her eyes and glanced at Peter for a split second before returning to her normal gaze. "But getting old can affect your senses. And who knows, maybe it might even make some people see things that weren't there in the first place!"

"Oh for f*ck's sake! I'm not hallucinating, you dumb b*tch!" Peter rolled his eyes as he screamed at Linda, who grabbed her chest and gasped loudly, staring at Peter with widened eyes, as though she was shocked by what he just said. "How dare you call me a b*tch! I was just providing my opinion, and you had the audacity to call me such a lowly name!"

"Oh don't even pretend like you didn't know what you were saying, Linda. We all know that this is you trying to make me look bad because of the incident that took place forty years ago!" Peter shook his head and laughed at Linda with a disdainful look, and Linda screamed loudly. "That has nothing to do with this! I have already gotten over it! F*ck you!"

The others in the crowd simply stood there, watching the two old people yell and scream at each other like toddlers. They glanced at each other awkwardly, trying to ask others to step in and solve this problem. However, no one was ready to get involved in this mess.

Well, all except one. 

"Alright you two! That's enough!" Henry appeared right on time and pushed the two angry old people away from each other as he stood in the middle. "Do not forget! We're not here to fight! No more of these… these childish tantrums! Do you hear me?" 

He glanced back and forth at Linda and Peter as he spoke, and the two mumbled under their breath. "Yeah Henry." "Yes, Chief." 

"Good! Now, let's get down to business!" Henry let out a sigh of relief before clapping loudly, and his gaze turned to Carrick's house. "What's the deal with Carrick? Does anyone know?"

He looked around the crowd, looking for any positive responses, but found none. 

"I don't know, chief," A tall man with really long blonde hair and crooked teeth spoke softly. "Carrick hasn't been coming over to meet with Pa and Ma either. It's like he'd become a whole new person."

"So no one's seen him?" Henry looked at Peter, who shrugged his shoulders. "I was only outside for fifteen minutes before I saw those kids. But I can tell you this. The lights inside the house were on, which generally used to mean Carrick was at home."

"So the kids broke in while he was in the house?" Henry scratched his chin with confusion. In the end he shook his head and opened his mouth to speak, "I guess there's only one way to find out what really happened…"

He began walking towards the entrance gate, and the crowd moved with him, following him close behind. 

WHAM!

He pushed open the gate and stepped inside Mr. Carrick's property, heading straight for the front door. The crowd waited, anxious as to what the result might be.

Henry stopped right in front of the front door, and his eyes widened. He stood there frozen for a few seconds before turning around to face the crowd. 

"It appears that the front door is open." He pushed open the front door as soon as he finished speaking, and the crowd began to whisper amongst themselves. 

Henry glanced at the doorknob with an intense gaze, studying the lock with great detail before raising his head up. "It appears that the lock has been broken by someone."

"What?" Peter, who was surprised by Henry's words, suddenly yelled out loud, which caught the attention of others, who turned their gazes towards him. 

"What's the matter, Peter?" Henry asked, and Peter scratched his cheeks before replying, "I saw the kids enter through the window on the other side. Not the front door." 

People began to whisper amongst themselves as soon as Peter finished speaking, and Henry stared at the door once again.

"Someone else got in..?" Henry whispered softly under his breath. He then turned around and waved his hands at the crowd of people who had completely surrounded the house, and he screamed. "We're heading in, people! Be ready! And be careful!, We don't know who else got in the house, and who else knows our secret! So keep an eye out for anything suspicious!"

"Aye, chief!' The crowd screamed loudly as they raised their arms up into the air, revealing the machetes, knives and chainsaws that they were holding in their hands. 

"Good! Now.." Henry pushed open the door and entered the house. "…. Let's hunt some children!"