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The Story Down south, in Georgia, an American detective named Simon Santos was working on a drug trafficking case in suspected of being somewhere in Mexico City. The detective had gotten permission to be on duty in Mexico as a request from help from the Mexican police authorities. They were focus on many other cases, and did not have enough men for the job. Though he had perfect English, Simon was originally from Mexico City, and moved to America because of his career, and was the top in his class. The Police department of Georgia had hired him to be in their police force as a detective, and was very prominent. Right now, Simon was chasing a black Mercedes, which he followed to a run-down part of the town. He followed a little too close, and alerted the suspects of his presence. He was in his own car, a black 2013 Dodge Charger, a powerful car that he could afford, because of his job. The Mercedes was no match for the power of Simon’s car, and he would have caught up with the car if not another car that attempted a PIT maneuver on Simon’s car. The other car was successful in the maneuver, causing Simon to spin around, and lose control, and the black Mercedes escaped. By the time Simon got control of his car, both the others had disappeared. After roaming the streets for a while, Simon decided to give up the chase, and return to his temporary residential spot, with his partner, Kelvin Diaz. When Simon got back, Diaz wasn't there, so he decided to go out for dinner. He first contacted the police via email, to report the day’s course of events, and then rested for hour or so. When he was getting ready to leave the house and hour and a half later, he suddenly heard a car rev up, and screech away. When he went to look out the window, there was an ear-splitting explosion, and Simon was thrown backwards, and cracked his head on the wall, falling unconscious. On the other side of town, Diaz heard the explosion, and wonder what was going on. At that time, he was documenting the evidence that Simon had sent him just 2 hours ago. He decided to go check out the explosion with the fire truck and police cars that were about to leave the police base. As Diaz was driving, he realized that he was headed towards his house, and suddenly was alarmed. He sped past the other police at an excess of 60 mph, causing the police to follow him. When Diaz got the street of the house, he look towards the general area to see a completely destroyed house, with pieces scattered in all directions, and smoke rising from the bottom of a large crater on the ground directly on the front of the house. He halted in the car, jumped out, and ran to the house, knowing that Simon was in there. Diaz went through the front door, or what was left of it, and found Simon directly across from the front window, against the wall, with blood dripping down his face, and some glass shards in his left arm. “Santos!” said Diaz, and quickly ran to him, picked him up, and carried him out of the house, directly to the ambulance that had arrived after the fire truck and police cars. “Bring him over here, but be careful.”A paramedic said. “Yes, I'm coming...” Diaz placed the injured Simon on the stretcher the paramedics had set up for him. As the ambulance drove away, he turned towards the charred remains of the house, and decided to salvage anything he could find. As he walked towards the house again, he noticed that the bomb was planted at the front door, meaning someone was waiting for his partner to leave the house. He then realized with more of a shock, that they were not safe, and the gang knew where they were. He decided to move out. He salvaged all the valuable items, files, the computers, and other things.

The next day, Diaz had moved quarters to the police station, for the time being. The detective’s partner got to work on the evidence found at the scene. He found fingerprints at the sight, and some accessories, including a wallet, some money, and a peculiar-looking key. Diaz found an ID, and a note which was hard to decipher, seeing as it was in a different language, and a map with red dots pinpointed around it. He also connected the ID to the fingerprint sample that he had collected from the explosion sight. After Diaz had finished more research on the items found, he decided to go and check on Simon, and left to the hospital. When he got there, the place wasn't very crowded, and Diaz walked to the front desk. “Hello, I'm here to see Santos, the man brought in yesterday.” “Yes, yes, follow me” The nurse said. “He has suffered a few injuries, that could leave him with some scars, but otherwise, he did not receive any permanent brain damage or other injuries that are in that category.” “Okay, that’s good to know…”

To Be Continued