23. For Now...

>>>In the middle of the city, inside the Erick Stuart's College of Art, where the IGBE SHAIDAN was being analyzed.<<<

"there's. Something really peculiar about this box. It's almost like it's keeping us out on purpose." One of the professors working on it says.

"Tell me about it, we've been at it all night long, and it still won't open." the other professor says, crashing down on a nearby chair and resting his weary back.

"it's stronger than any metal that has been discovered on earth, what if this was something from another planet that just happened to land here on earth several millenniums ago?"

"Maybe if we were able to crack and decipher the writings on the box, then we'd be able to find some kind of button, or key, or some kind of way to open it up."

"How's it coming along Professors?" ABC called out.

"And you, have you cracked the writings?" one of them asks him.

"Strangest writings I've ever seen, but then when I searched deeper," he sets down some ancient scrolls. " I found some similar writings in an ancient scroll called the Children of The Devil."

"what? Does that mean..."

"Yes, I think these words are some kind of Devil's language. But then it does make sense, it is called the devil's box. What if this box is actually the devil's property. What if this is a relic straight from hell?" the eyes of the other professors widened.

"Now, after spending hours trying to use the previous noted translations from this books of Children of The Devil, I've deciphered the first line of the writings on the box."

"Really what does it say?" the man's eyes dilated.

"It says... 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒔𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈."

"I think whoever brought this box into this earth went to the devil for help..."

>>>

Now there was no CCTV in the meeting room, but then again, Like I already told you all before, I don't really need it to know what they were discussing about in that room. I could hear every single detail.

You know it's funny how all fingers point at me, well not all. I heard them asking MnM, and as expected, he firmly stated that I would never do such a thing. And Evie too, I didn't even need to strain my ears to hear her, the whole department could hear her voice, "MR. KENT IS A KIND AND QUIET MAN, HE WOULD NEVER DO SUCH A THING" she had blurted out.

But then the most impressive of all, was...

"Your Nelo, we know." Barb as usual had to interrupt me again. "Yes Barb, Nelo." I just can't stop my heart from beating for that woman. "I just started working here yesterday, so I don't really know much, but then again, I don't think that Mr. Kent would do such a thing, from my own view, he wouldn't even hurt a fly." was what she had said, and she got my heart fluttering non-stop.

"Well of course she should at least f*cking say that, she was the one who f*cking did it after all. She knows better than anyone that you are not the culprit."

"But still, she sounded like she was defending her lover. I can't wait to go out with her this evening again." Since we had a nice afternoon, I had invited her for dinner again, but at my place of course, I like having a crush on her, but I just can't help my urge to rip her insides out. I really want to see it. So tonight's the night.

*KNOCK*KNOCK*.

" Come on in" I said, and she walked into the room looking all elegant and sophisticated, ohhh mama. I want her so bad.

"Sir, the police wants to see you now." She says, "Oh I'll be right there." I say, and she walks out.

"Okay Barb, It's time to finally meet The Captain." I say as I straighten up my suit, taking in deep deep breaths, putting a hand over my face, and...

"Wah! You are such an actor." Barb says, as I put on my most miserable face. The one that according to Barb makes Me look like a man on his death bed, or one about to commit suicide. But it's the best look.

Walking into the meeting room, I could see her, Captain Shannon Wolfe. The way she immediately scanned me from head to toe, her questioning gaze intensely looking at me as if she could see right through me. Could she? I know she's a werewolf, but I don't think werewolves can see the insides of a person, or read minds.

"Mr Kent." She courtly says as I take a seat in front of her, for some reason, that Kid next to her was also eyeing me funny. Like I owed the dude some money. I really don't like it. He makes me want to pierce his eyes with a drawing compass. It's been long since I last played with a police officer, maybe I will.

"So, I'll go straight to the point." She says as soon as I settled in. "I've questioned every single person in this department today, and they all seem to think the same way. And that is you're the only person who had a problem with Mr. Richards, so I'm asking you... What do you know about the death of Mr. Gordon Richards?" As expected, she was sharp and direct with her words. Not faltering in any manner. Nice.

" I _ I don't know what you want me to say. I'm also shocked to hear this. I mean he was still in my office yesterday looking down on me as usual, and I can't believe this morning he's gone." I simply said.

"Is that all?" she seemed rather calm. I've seen her interrogate a lot of people, and being this calm always meant two things... It was either a good thing, or bad sign.

"Yes ma'am." I say.

"Well then, that'll be all for now."

'For now', that's what she said... She used the words 'For now' and now I'm so sure, it's definitely a bad sign. She suspects me.