Alice entered her house at one in the morning. Walks to the lounge, sees Steve's feet on the couch and smiles, continues walking towards him and drops her bag and screams. Steve’s face covered in blood, the white carpet had blood stains. Covered her mouth and sits on the floor crying.
Macus entered the house and walked towards Miles and his jaws dropped. Standing near Miles was a twelve year old boy wearing jeans and an oversized red jersey.
He walked toward Miles and said, “You brought a twelve year old boy to a crime scene.”
The twelve year old boy answered, “Hi, I am here for your own protection detective.”
Macus looked confused, “From what, monsters.”
Miles spoke to the twelve year old boy, “Peter, go check on James.”
Peter saluted to Miles and said, “Okay.” runs towards the kitchen where James stood with a ruler measuring a footprint.
Macus said, “Why do I need protection from a twelve year old.”
“We got a call from Alice.” Miles said pointing to Alice who was sitting with Patricia at the dining table. “She had gone out for dinner with four of her friends, when she came back her husband was dead.”
Macus walked towards Stevie's body and Miles continued.
“Steve a banker, forty years old, shot twice on the head and once on the chest.”
“Okay and the kid.”
“Peter is part of the investigation.”
Macus interrupted him as he looked at Peter giving Alice a hug. “How, shouldn’t he be sleeping or dreaming of pirate boats and playing with trucks? Doesn’t he have school tomorrow?”
Miles looks at Pater, “Remember Ricky escaped from prison last month.”
“Yah, what does the kid got to do with Rick’s escape.”
“After Ricky’s escape he went after his boss, his men and police officers who put him in jail. Peter is our protection.”
“He is Ricky’s son.”
Macus collapsed on the sofa, “What, how, he is twelve not twenty.”
“Well his mother was Ricky’s girlfriend, and she never stopped visiting him and once in a month he had -.”
Macus interrupted him, “So, why is protecting us from his father.”
“Ricky will never hurt people protected by Peter.”
“So we are safe.”
“For now, yeah.”
“How is Steve related to the crime?”
“He had set up Ricky. He has given Ricky the password to the safe and alerted the police when Ricky arrived at the bank.”
Peter walked towards Miles and Macus looked away.
“James said, Ricky came through the unlocked back door. There are footprints from a size ten not a size eleven on the kitchen floor.”
He walked towards Macus, “Hi, do you have a question.”
“Yeah, don’t you have school tomorrow?”
“No, I have to protect you.”
Macus stood up, “I’m older than you, don’t need your protection.”
Peter looks at Miles, “You’re right Miles. He’s stubborn.”
Peter looks at Macus, “How are you going to solve the crime if my father is killing the police officers connected to his crime.”
Macus turned. “Have solved more crimes than you. Didn’t need a twelve year old boy to protect me.”
“But this one you need me.”
Mile turned to Peter, “Why don’t you go help James put the evidence in the box, I will talk to the nice detective.”
Peter nodded and looked at Macus, who looked away and said, “He isn’t nice.” And he walked towards James, wore white gloves and put evidence samples in a black box. Miles pushed Marcus near the door and whispered.
“Why are you being stubborn?”
“Why do I need protection from a twelve year old boy? What can he possible do to protect us?”
“We need to solve the crime. We don’t know who is next.”
Peter walked toward them. “Detectives, we need to go to the police station together.”
“Oh, what, you drive.”
A tear dropped from Peters eyes dropped the box and ran outside and James ran after him. Miles looked at Macus and followed James who had caught Peter and was talking to him.
Macus walked towards the car and saw Patricia, she wasn’t happy and walked towards him and said,
“Why are you being rude to Peter, he is trying to help us.”
“He is only twelve -.”
“Yeah I know, why are you judgemental, if he was twenty, will you listen to him?”
Mary hit me, “Liar, you will still be judgemental.”
She walked towards Peter who had stopped crying, he could hear Peter say.
“I was only trying to help.”
Patricia answered, “I know dear. He is stubborn. Come let go get ice cream.”
Peter smiled and hugged her.
Macus entered his car and drove towards his house. Opened the door, dropped his car keys into the bowl walked upstairs and had a shower. Walked downstairs and opened the fridge when he closed it he felt a hand on his neck and body pushed against a wall. Tried to gasp for air. His body lowered and was eye to eye with Ricky. Ricky said,
“You made my son cry.”
Ricky moved closer to Macus.
“Why did you make him cry, huh?”
Macus tried breathing.
Ricky let go of Macus and he fell. Macus gasped for air as Ricky squatted near him and slapped him on the face. Stood up and walked out of the house.
Macus woke up the following morning with a splitting headache, his checks were blue and a red mark on his neck. He wore his sunglasses and drove to work. Everyone looked at hin as he entered his office. Patricia said,
“What happened to you?”
Peter said, “Let me guess, my father visited you.”
Macus dropped his bag on the floor and sat on his car and Peter walked towards him,
“Now you see why you need my protection.”
Macus looked at Peter without saying a word. Peter walked towards the white board and sat on the table as James continued speaking,
“Three people are dead, Steve was our latest victim. Ricky is unpredictable and we don’t know who is next.”
Peter jumped from the table and said,
“My father is watching my every move, he was there at the crime scene. Macus you are lucky he didn’t kill you.”
Macus looked at Peter, “What.”
Patricia stood. “Any police officer who hurts Peter gets killed by Ricky. Sam locked Peter in the car and Ricky killed him in his car. Greg took matters in his own hands by putting a gun at Peters head outside the crime scene. Shouted to Ricky to come out or he will shoot his son. Nothing happened until Greg reached home and he got shot in the head.”
Peter looked at him, “That is why you need my protection.”
Macus stood up and said, “Don’t need protection from a kid. It is either him or me or I’m out.”
James said, “You can’t Macus. You are part of the investigation and Ricky is following your every move. Last night was a warning maybe today you won’t be so lucky. You can’t leave without Peter. He is your protection.”
Macus walked out of the room. He sat in his cubic office and saw the other detectives in the boardroom talking, Miles closed the blinds and Macus looked away. That night he entered his car and drove towards the Hilton hotel to stay for the night. Saw a red stop sign and stopped. He didn’t see Ricky’s car coming at full speed from behind and knocking his car.
Macus opened his eyes, he was in the hospital bed, a seventeen hear old boy stood near him, he wore a police uniform and he said,
“Who are you?”
“Peter, you have been in a coma for the last five years.”
Macus looked surprised, “What.”
“Five years ago, a twelve year old boy was protecting the detectives from his father. You didn’t want protection, and you left the case. That night after you left the office, my father followed you and pushed your car in front of a truck.”
“What happened to your father?”
“We haven’t found him. Been here for the last five years protecting you.”
“You are a police officer now.”
Peter smiled, “Yeah, going to be a detective next year. Detective Peter, will be my new name.”
“You have been here for five years.”
“Yeah, your room is secured.”
“Where is James, Patricia and Miles?”
“Patricia is the director of the forensic team, James has become a sergeant, and Miles head detective. Will work with them next year. Will alert them.” Peter walked out of the room. Macus closed his eyes and head footsteps in the room and he opened his eyes. It was James, Patricia and Miles.
James walked towards him and Macus said,
“I have been in a coma for five years.”
James nodded and said, “Yes, Peter has kept you safe.”
Macus closed his eyes and felt guilty.